texting on a sunday

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texting meme You’ve got your TFLN, you’ve got your sexting, now here’s the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old-fashioned friendly texting. (Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.) instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, include preferences, a start, absolutely nothing or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.

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[gahrot]

( shortly after 1am: )

Is your office locked?

[sagikkun]

Kim Gaon, it's 1:07.

Why?

[gahrot]

Because I need to get into it. I'm on my way there. Am I wasting my time?

[sagikkun]

Tell me what you need and I'll consider telling you where I've hidden a spare key.

[gahrot]

A file.

[sagikkun]

Mysterious.

Is it important?

[gahrot]

Judge Kang. It concerns me that you assume that I would be going to your office in the middle of the night for something unimportant.

[sagikkun]

The vent behind the fourth column. The right. You'll find a key there.

Is it something I need to be concerned about?

[gahrot]

Not yet. It depends what's in the file. I'll let you know if it is.

Thank you, sir.

[sagikkun]

All right, then let me know if I can help you further, won't you? I like to be accomodating.

( :) )

[gahrot]

( weirdly helpful tone, kang yohan. gaon looks at the message on his phone for a couple seconds too long, brow furrowed, but has to shrug it off. he's gotten weirder messages. it's hard to say what any of them mean.

it's another fifteen minutes before he actually turns up. another five get spent figuring out which is the correct vent and fighting to get it open. he's broken into a thin sweat by the time he gets the key into the lock and turns it, only-- )

What?

( it's not locked in the first place. gaon tries the door handle and rolls his head back onto his shoulders, groaning his frustration when it opens. whatever. whatever! he shakes it off and pockets the key as he slips into the office, carefully closing the door behind him. he doesn't bother with the lights, given the sign on the adjacent tower, and he goes straight for the stack of files left on the corner of yohan's desk from earlier. )

[sagikkun]

( The massive neon light outside of Yohan's office window is not often a blessing, but on the nights he has to stay late enough to do some work and he doesn't exactly want to be noticed? Well. It goes in his favour. Which means he's propped up in the chair across from his desk, his own papers spread over his knee when Gaon comes. Missing his tie, collar popped open, Yohan isn't exactly all that noticeable with where he is. He entertains himself for a moment with absolute silence, gaze on Gaon's back as he starts to rifle through the files.

And then -. )

Kim Gaon.

( The reaction is enough to bubble laughter from him. ) Wow. We need to work on your spatial awareness.

[gahrot]

( if ever he'd considered himself stealthy or well-suited for subterfuge, it's been for nothing. the noise he makes would echo off every hard surface in the room if he hadn't managed to clap his hands over his mouth and even then the sound of it lingers, half-curse, half-threat. )

Aish-- ( he has half a mind to punch him in the shoulder. would too, if he was anyone except kang yohan.

hand to his chest, gaon stares at him as he tries to catch his breath again, forehead creased in offense. he ends up sagging against the edge of the desk, pulling at the knot of his tie to loosen it like it'll give him more oxygen while his heartrate finds its way back to something normal. )

Yah. What the hell is wrong with you, huh? Crazy bastard.

[sagikkun]

( He crosses his leg, calf over his knee as he settles back in the chair. There's something deeply amused about his expression, half shadowed from the window light, catching when he tilts it upwards to Kim Gaon's panicked face. )

What? You're not the only one who has work to do.

( He's been here a while. There's an empty coffee cup on the little table beside him, paperwork, a pen and pad scrawled with asymmetrical shapes, his tie a silk snake pooled. He taps the folder against his knee, laughter clear in the shape of his consonants. )

Did you need help to find what you're looking for?

[gahrot]

( he lets the desk hold his weight, leaning back onto it as he decides to pull his tie the rest of the way undone because it's fucking late at night and he's halfway to death anyway at this point. he leaves it to hang loose around his neck, still under the collar. )

You could have just told me. Wah.

( it's pointed. a little whiny. he could have just asked yohan to look if he'd known he was here instead of having to come all the way down himself. he drags a hand down his face and then up through his hair and pushes himself off the desk to go back to the pile he'd started picking through.

he could ask for help. he's not going to out of spite, but he could. )

[sagikkun]

You didn't ask. ( Using the file on his knee to point Gaon's way, mouth curling. ) Be more specific next time.

( He sounds terribly pleased with himself. )

And I did ask what you needed. If you hadn't been so elusive I could have looked.

[gahrot]

It would have taken longer to try to explain it to you.

( there's something in his tone that hints at an old man joke but he doesn't grant it any more weight than that. he ends up shifting half of the pile onto the end of the table to sort through the bottom of the stack and finally comes up with the folder he's after. he doesn't heed yohan any mind at all and claims the seat at yohan's desk for himself so that he can spread the papers out on it to find what he needs. )

[sagikkun]

Oh, make yourself at home why don't you?

( Huffy, because he heard that age joke whether or not it was actively voiced. He picks up a different bundle of paperwork, starts flicking through it, but there's no real comprehension happening now Gaon is here. )

Shouldn't you be spending your time more wisely? Clubbing? Illicit rendezvous? Sleep?

[gahrot]

( he pauses long enough to look up at yohan, a considering expression on his face that quickly clears to affected curiosity, head tilting politely. )

Are those the only ideas you could come up with, Judge Kang? How do you spend your time?

[sagikkun]

( Vigilantism, reading, and brooding. )

You know.

( A hum. )

Many things.

[gahrot]

( he watches yohan for a few seconds too long before nodding slowly to himself and returning back to his file. )

I was out with someone tonight. ( not a lie, but not the whole truth. ) I realized I might have misremembered a detail about this case. If I did-- ( he's flipping through pages, only half-sure about what he's looking for-- ) it might give us a new angle to introduce. I saw the sister out... ( he fades into quiet, reading through one page more carefully. )

[sagikkun]

Oh?

( Light, casual, a surprising boil of bitter unpleasantness bubbling up inside his stomach. )

With who?

( Head tipping, eyes narrowed ever so slightly. He does not mean the sister. )

[gahrot]

Hm?

( he glances up briefly but returns back to the paper. it's almost seamless, too busy to pay attention. almost. )

Just a friend. It's not important.

( it was soohyun. but yohan doesn't need to know that. )

[sagikkun]

I'm sure whoever you abandoned for work wouldn't like to be called "not important".

( Only marginally prickly. Not even really on the behalf of Gaon's friend. Just ... overall. )

But the sister. You're sure it was her?

[gahrot]

I took her home first.

( idly, a quick flash of a smile to the paper, to himself, like there's a secret to be found there. bait. but he frowns at it a moment later and turns it face down into the pile, reaching for the next one. )

It looked like her. The one injured? It's why it was so strange. I didn't think she'd be in any state to be out like that.