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jen-with-a-pen · 2 years ago
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MA’AM! ESCUSE ME!
what is Foxhunt 👀👀👀
I just stared when I read that, like, I need to know more pls 🥺
You're Excused 😋😈
Foxhunt is a lil piece of work I've been chipping away at that was inspired by Day 2 of Whumptober, which was Cornered/Caged/Confrontation. I never got around to releasing it then due to finishing school, so I thought it might be my Feb fic release! I was very inspired by @lunarbuck's delicious series Reset set in a Hydra Victory!AU and before I knew it, this little bastard was born.
I wanted to play with how Hydra could regain control of Bucky and send him on a rampage to find and take hostages and, unfortunately, reader happens to be at the wrong place and wrong time.
Here's a snippet just for you 😁
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Oh also here's a live pic of me writing this and currently revising:
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OH and I simply cannot forget the playlist I used while writing this:
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mssirey · 4 years ago
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Would/have u ever shared a pic of urself? Im curious wo wanting to make u feel weird and idk how to asssskkkkkkk. Either way, youre cool.
Hey, no worries, and thank you very much! I have posted pics of myself, and I’m usually pretty good at tagging, but I’m also really forgetful, so I don’t know what the heck I tagged them as, lolol! So here’s a new pic:
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v-dcc · 7 years ago
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“When was the last time you slept?” JuminV 👀👀👀
A/N: Thank uuuuu for the asssskkkkkkk
Jihyun’s hand reaches for the back of his neck, rubbing firmly and he grunts. His tie is loosened so that his collar opens up a bit more, so that his dearest lover could reach all the tense spots on his nape, towards his shoulders and down along his spine… Jumin briefly wonders if Jihyun is treating him like a cat– much like training Elizabeth the 3rd out of her unladylike behaviors by scruffing her as a kitten. Except the massage is nice and not something Jumin would consider a disciplinary action, though he’s sure Jihyun would scruff the workaholic out of him if he could.
“…I have a deadline to meet.”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“Jihyun– please. I took a nap earlier, don’t worry.”A soft hum, disapproving. They’ve been through this before, and Jihyun knows better now than to get in between Jumin and his job. He doesn’t really want to either, not after that one time he managed to trick Jumin into sleeping earlier and ended up putting the man behind schedule. The night after that became sleepless instead of late, and though Jumin never commented on his irritability as he ushered him out of his home office, Jihyun knew it was his fault.
“You have to trust me. I wouldn’t have lasted so long if I didn’t know what I was doing.” Jihyun catches a glimpse of the schedule that his beloved followed to a T, from meetings down to bathroom breaks. Reading the damn thing is work on its own. “It’ll be fine.”Everything is delicately put together, a house of cards with so many variables that Jihyun shouldn’t mess with even when he’s worried sick. Jumin has nutritionists, physicians, physical trainers– even if it’s for completely different reasons, his company wants him alive just as much as Jihyun does. It’s moments like this when Jihyun is reminded that he’s not only dating Jumin Han, but also a CEO of a conglomerate who’s very good at his job. There is nothing Jihyun could do beyond being there for him when he needs him, so that is what he is doing.
“Do you want some coffee?”“That would be nice, thank you.” Jihyun peels the blazer off of the broad shoulders that he knows intimately well, and winces when Jumin’s spine crackle as he stretches. Why the man insists on wearing a full three piece suit while at home, he doesn’t know. The tie needs to go, too. Then he lands a kiss on one scruffy cheek, smiling softly until the other looks away from the glaring screen of his laptop, and into mint blue eyes.
“I’ll be right back.”
A while back, during another busy period for Jumin, someone in the RFA chat had joked that Jihyun was basically his night shift assistance. Jaehee replied with a snide “good luck”, and everyone present had laughed. Not Jumin, though, when he went back over the message log the next morning. This is his lover, whom he should be pampering, loving. All the cautionary tales of the neglectful partner, boyfriend, husband, working precious time away while his loved ones grow sick of waiting… is he becoming the antagonist of that story? It’s not that simple. He can’t just abandon his job when a few hundred employees under him depends on him doing his job well so they can do theirs well. It has sacrifices, surely Jihyun understands, but at the same time he wants to compensate.
“It’ll be less busy when this is all over,” he says, watching as Jihyun place one of the mugs on his table. The other is for himself, which makes Jumin frown. He shouldn’t have to stay up for him. “We will go somewhere far away, didn’t you say you want to visit Sicily? We’ll take a tour–”
“Jumin, it’s fine… You work hard enough as is.” The other retreats behind him, back to rubbing his shoulders and neck. Jumin feels bad, he really does, and Jihyun doesn’t want him to. The man keep his word better than he keeps his planner, and God knows Jumin stresses himself out more than he shows it. “I want you well, I want you happy. And I… I want you to know I will interfere if things go too far, but… I trust that you know your limits and I want to be there for you.”He clicks some more things on the screen, leaning back a little and loosening up. Mulling over his words. This shouldn’t… go on, he knows that. They are both getting older now, and he has already gotten so close to loosing Jihyun. Now that he have him… why is he not appreciating him? It is just by saintly luck that Jihyun happens to be extremely understanding– a bit too much so, even. A few other taps, looking through some papers and signing the last of them, when the clock hits three he clears his desk and stands. Pulls the other man into his arms and kisses him– they are both a little sluggish by now, but at least they’re sluggish together. “Thank you…”
“Mm. Bed?”
“Bed.” 
Jumin is out cold within seconds of hitting his pillow, and Jihyun follows soon after, wrapped up in his arms. 
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