#honestly i was lazy about counting so legitimately dunno if it's the correct amount of lines

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WIP Wednesday: November 20th, 2024

Here are all my three sentences for my SFH WIPS. This was really fun!

honey, you're familiar: mjjw

Tagging: @kallisto-k, @somefishycat :)

A bridal dress for her all-seeing eyes, as though she doesn’t know the exact brutality of her decisions. 

She purses her lips, the sleeves of her robe curling up as she pushes them back. She pushes the photos aside, picking up the dress with sharp nails. Underneath them all lies the one thing that matters, the one thing that her boy really wanted her to see. 

In Seo Moonjo’s usual scrawl lies just two words, heavy with meaning. 

Proof, halmae. 

2. growing black irises: mjjw

Tagging: @zyrafowe-sny

It’s late now, the sky dark and polluted blue, but the heat lingers, wrapping around his skin from the moment he stepped outside. Moonjo–if it weren’t for the clammy warmth in his hands, Jongwoo would’ve thought he was an alien by the way he stood, unbothered by the heat of summer. He doesn’t know how Moonjo’s functioning in that sweater; Jongwoo would’ve walked outside naked before he wore a sweater like that one.

3. femslash mjjw

Tagging: @quietly-sleeping, @saiditallbefore

Finding a residence is easier said than done; the search is tedious and long. Jiwoo feigns smiles and appreciation at expensive cages; drinks bitter coffee and makes a clean exit when the subject of rent comes up. She had made a list before coming, but the list soon revealed itself to be a growing mountain of unaffordability. Sweat soaks the back of her t-shirt as Jiwoo pushes her suitcase in front of her after the fourth residence. She can smell it, the weight of her exhaustion.

Jieun still hasn’t called back. Jiwoo left multiple messages, but doubts if her estranged friend would see them. A familiar bitterness works its way into Jiwoo’s mind, scratching against her throat.

4. cut clean from the dream at night: jongwoo character study, implied mjjw

Tagging: @twyrewolf, @tamsinswriting, @oriharaizayadividesintoslytherin

He’d been a liar–that’s for sure–but he had not lied about this. 

Perhaps that was because 304 had never told Jongwoo about his house. (Or really, he might have–Jongwoo’s memory was hardly the one to trust.) A house that 304 had bought shortly before Jongwoo’s arrival in Seoul. Fairly close to his clinic; an apartment. Decently sized and expensive. The events at Eden had put all of 304’s possessions into focus; the clinic was boarded up, the apartment building as a whole gained a bad name. You don’t expect a friendly neighbourhood dentist to turn out to be a vicious murderer. Eden and 304 were the talk of the town for many of the months after.