ink • soonhoon (completed)

• two •

it had taken jihoon three consecutive weekends to finish all of the tattoos, he was exhausted but couldn't complain much. he was quite compensated for his exhaustion. even though his job was essentially dangerous, even though he was just a tattoo artist when you're associated with the yakuza you're always a target, he couldn't complain. he didn't have to work at any other tattoo shops or worry about not having enough cash to get by, mr.choi always paid him handsomely.

jihoon let out a yawn as he was practically dragging his feet across the concrete sidewalk, he was only a block away from home now. so close but so far. he was essentially a zombie at this point, his mind was blank and didn't think of anything but his bed and his body was merely making it. jihoon was absolutely going to crash when he got home, working from five in the morning until three in the morning the next day wasn't exactly a relaxing shift.

"hey, are you okay?" an unfamiliar voice asked out and jihoon just tilted his head up. he didn't recognize the face of the voice, who was it?

"mind your own business.." jihoon mumbled as he kept walking.

to jihoon's surprise the person began to follow jihoon. what type of idiot would do that? well if you really want to know, kwon soonyoung would. he walked after the zombie like person and was genuinely concerned, he looked as if he would collapse at any time.

"i know you said for me to mind my own business but are you okay? you look like you're gonna pass out.. it's not exactly okay weather for-"

"you talk a lot." jihoon interrupted as he glared to soonyoung. soonyoung closed his agape mouth and felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment.

"yeah.. heh.. i guess so!" soonyoung said with a smile and jihoon looked away, the kid had given him a headache.

"leave me alone." jihoon said as he picked up his walking pace, soonyoung just let him walk off.

soonyoung did want to go after the stranger to make sure he got home okay but he knew he had already irritated the stranger so he let him walk off. soonyoung just let out a sigh as he turned the opposite way and continued his walk to the cafe he owned and worked at. they opened in a few hours and soonyoung had some extra things to tend to. boring owner things.

jihoon arrived home and collapsed in bed, just like he thought he would, and that night he had a dream. usually he didn't dream and if he did it resembled an old memory, truly nothing out of the ordinary. yet in this dream jihoon found himself drowning but it wasn't water. thick red liquid engulfed him as it took the air from his lungs and pulled him deeper. no matter how much he struggled he couldn't reach air, he only got pulled deeper.

once he seemed to reach complete darkness and couldn't tell if his eyes were open or closed he felt a cold hand cover his eyes. jihoon didn't flinch to the touch, even though it was icy and cold it felt familiar. he didn't feel uncomfortable by the touch or alarmed.

"you should've ran."

jihoon jolted as he sat up with sweat rolling down his body. he panted as he tried to catch his breath, what the hell just happened? jihoon looked around his room and nothing had changed except for now the sun was up and illuminated the space. jihoon let out a sigh as he finally caught his breath and laid back on his bed.

"i should get up.." jihoon thought to himself, he wanted to get up and leave his bed but his body didn't move.

"and do what..?" jihoon contradicted himself and he rolled into his side.

no matter how long he laid there and how exhausted he was he couldn't sleep. the voice and it's one line ran circles in jihoon's mind and was driving him mad.

"fuck," jihoon sighed as he sat up in bed, looks like he was going out for the day.

jihoon got up and dressed within a short time, his wardrobe wasn't very big. jihoon had to dress very specifically to cover his tattoos but he truly didn't mind. fashion was never something important to him. he did the usual morning necessities, despite it being nearly two in the afternoon, before leaving the house. he slipped on shoes and grabbed his jacket before leaving his home.

jihoon walked down the sidewalk without an exact destination, he was glad to be out of the house and for the nightmare to stop pestering him. while jihoon was walking a cafe caught his eye. the place had an excessive amount of flowers growing all around it and it didn't look in super well condition but the smell and warmth coming from inside was so alluring.

jihoon stepped into the cafe and looked around to notice a few people, some were workers and some were customers. jihoon just walked to the counter and was reading the menu when a man stepped to the register and let out a gasp. jihoon's eyes shot to him, did he see a tattoo? was he afraid?

"IT'S YOU!"

"me?"

• author's notes •

i hope everyone is enjoying !! no one has said anything yet but i hope all who is reading is enjoying it!! im having fun writing and i even tried to alter my style a bit hehe

-lilly