Realistic or Modern ♚ | 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫.

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"] “You… have soft hands.”

Wait. What?

Jae quickly turned to the female next to him, giving her a rather confused look on his face. Was… she giving him a compliment? Or was that her way of saying you have soft hands because you probably use a moisturiser every night while jacking off? Either way, it was something he had not been expecting for the young lady to say to him. Even if it had been from a good or harsh place. He didn’t think she was about to bring it up at all. Unsure with how to respond, Jae cocked a brow up with an intrigued complexion. “Thank… you?” he replied slowly. Was that was he was meant to say?

It seemed there was no time to waste; Camille was on the go and moving him into the house. Ugh, there were so many college-aged people here. Jae’s dark eyes scanned the surrounding areas. Sure, it was dark, but he had been able to make out a couple of faces. No one in particular that he knew as of yet. But it was always good to keep an eye out for anyone that looked suspicious or like they could stab you with a pen. Hearing Camille’s question, Jae’s attention was still on the people around them. However, he managed to hear the said question and he managed to respond with a nod and a soft “sure”.

As they maneuvered their way through the crowd and Camille began to explain how that was only the beginning of the night, Jae allowed a snort to fall. “Easy peasy.” he responded; he was almost about the dive into a wildly inappropriate comment about how he would even offer himself up to have sexual relations with her in front of her friends if it proved to them that he was her boyfriend. However, something stopped him (which was most likely the best thing in the world for him). Because something caught his eye. Well, someone.

In the crowd, he managed to pick up on the face of a male he had seen around Lady Luck a couple of times. Well, when he meant ‘seen around’, it meant he had been lucky enough to help drag him onto the streets and kick the shit out of him because he was getting too handsy with the waitresses and strippers. In fact, they even called the police at one point; funny, isn’t it? The mafia calling the police to come and pick up a guy from their undercover headquarters. But the fact was this guy was one of those violent drunk types. One which could be a threat to Camille if he was to approach her.

Automatically, without a second of hesitation, Jae released the hold he had on Camille’s hand and brought his arm up and around her shoulder. He pulled her close into his side, his dark eyes watching the male practically hollering with another male about some team of some sport they watched. “Ugh…” Jae groaned before bringing his attention back to the girl who he held close to him. “Steer clear of that asshole tonight, ok? I’ve kicked him out of Lady Luck multiple times. He’s a down right dickhead.” [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]ooo dickhead alert[/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]party place[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]click me![/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b1/21/af/b121afd8f74362c427eba7cd205dc04a.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:180%; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/63/11/2d/63112d126d85a5823ffea99f4fcde94f.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://media0.giphy.com/media/BQeYNCt2SFURO/source.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

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[natasha.]

[class=tag] color: #D88E44; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: Playfair Display; font-size: 16px; [/class]

[div class=tag]location

the party

[div class=tag]mood

"shots!"

[div class=tag]outfit

i'm all dolled up

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Camille was still trying to get over the fact that she'd complimented Jae's hands. She told him he had soft hands. Those words actually left her mouth. And she was sure that he'd have some kind of witty comeback. That he'd say something to make her feel even more awkward about what she'd said. Or maybe he'd say something to irritate her. That would be better, wouldn't it? It would put them back on track. God, this whole 'pretending to be dating' thing was exhausting, and it had barely been a few minutes.

Jae surprised her once more when he thanked her, instead of saying literally any of the other things she thought he would have said in response to her compliment. Fortunately, they didn't waste too much time on the topic once they were inside the house. Jae seemed to think it was easy to play along, which made one of them. In any case, she didn't think much of his silence till they had come to a stop near the kitchen, since it was pretty crowded. Everyone wanted a drink.

Camille turned around, intending to see why Jae was quiet all of a sudden, but before she had the chance to do so, she felt his hand leave her grip, his arm instead moving to wrap around her shoulders. She felt tiny in his hold, but oddly... comfortable?

Snap out of it, Cami.

Her gaze instead flitted to the male ahead, the one Jae was speaking about. Camille didn't recognise him, which meant he likely wasn't from any of her classes. He was probably a mutual friend of some sort. Or a party crasher desperately trying to fit in. It wouldn't be too farfetched, given how Jae seemed to think of him.

"Noted," she nodded in agreement. He looked skeevy, so Camille had no intentions of approaching him anyway. "We should probably steer clear of him anyway. If he recognises you, it could blow your cover," she added on, tugging on Jae's shirt so he'd turn around with her and face the entrance to the kitchen instead.

Fortunately, the area had cleared up and people departed from another exit with their drinks, so Camille dragged Jae further inside to the countertop that had a bunch of different bottles and a stack of plastic cups. Camille grabbed two and handed one to Jae. "You do drink, right?" She asked, arching an eyebrow and scouring the labels on all the bottles for something she liked.

Camille contemplated starting off with a shot, and then seeing how the night progressed with something more mild, so she picked up a bottle of tequila and poured some into her cup, since shot glasses were nowhere in sight, and then held the bottle out to Jae in a silent offer to pour for him if he wanted it.

Now that they weren't focusing on the whole 'bodyguard' thing, Camille realised it wasn't so bad to hang out with Jae.

Of course, that opinion might change if he kept monitoring whatever she drank and ate tonight. And she had a feeling he might just do that.

[/div] [/div]

camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"] Jae slowly nodded to Camille’s statement of steering clear from the asshole across the room from them. The tug on the shirt didn’t go unnoticed, causing him to turn with the girl, with his arm still around her shoulders. His face was stern, and his dark eyes were piercing as he took one final look at the man. This was Jae in work mode. He was serious, wasn’t going to take any bullshit from no one and always on the watch. Not to say that Jae wasn’t in work mode before; he was just more relaxed prior to coming out. After all, there had only been the pair of them in the apartment and the only real danger was probably the fridge falling on top of Camille or something.

Approaching the countertop, he heard Camille’s question as she handed him a cup causing him to look at the cup and back up at the female with a raised brow. What type of question was that? He worked for the Korean mafia, whose headquarters is located at a stripper's club. Not to mention he was… well… lonely. Especially since being dumped by his girlfriend for some dude in a rival gang after she reveals to you that she’s been cheating on you for months – and that my friends was how he ended up with crabs.

He wanted to scoff at her and tell her how about every aspect of a Korean male’s drinking habit and how he was expected to drink like his Appa and Suho as they set the bar of the standard. However, he reminded himself that he was working. So, instead of some cocky ass reply, he simply nodded. “I drink.” he confirmed to her before watching her preparing the drinks.

As she began to pour her own glass, Jae’s gaze moved from the female to his surrounding area once more. It was at this moment he saw that dickhead walking around – but gradually moving towards the counter area where they were currently standing. Most likely to get another drink. But Jae wasn’t taking any chances on that. Out of his peripheral vision, he saw Camille holding the bottle of tequila and offering it to him. He dragged his attention away from the male, looking at Camille with that same dangerous working look he had when they had been walking through the party before. Slowly, his arm dropped from her shoulder and made it’s way to her lower back, planting it firmly with the tips of his fingers kissing the frame of her waist. To finish it off, he scooted in just that bit closer – because nothing said we’re dating than trying to ensure every part of your body touched your partners.

His dark eyes flickered towards the area which the dickhead had been in previously, to find that he was now nearing them and almost in earshot. He had to let this guy know that Camille was off limits and not to try anything with him. For a brief second, he saw the male’s eyes flicker over to them. And that was when he had to attack. Jae looked back at Camille and offered her a soft smile and nod to the drink. “Thanks, babe.” he said, hopefully loud enough for the dickhead to hear. Well, if it wasn’t, then his next actions were going to speak louder than words. Jae leant down slowly, tilting his head and placed a soft kiss upon Camille’s cheek. Not one of those ‘ugh, I have to kiss my Grandma on the cheek’ type of kisses. One of those ‘You’re the love of my life’ type of kiss on the cheek; slow, gentle and a rather cheeky grin spread across his face. [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

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coded by weldherwings

 

[natasha.]

[class=tag] color: #D88E44; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: Playfair Display; font-size: 16px; [/class]

[div class=tag]location

the party

[div class=tag]mood

"i wish i stayed home."

[div class=tag]outfit

i'm all dolled up

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Pleased with Jae's answer that confirmed that he did, in fact, drink, Camille finished topping off her glass and then moved to fill up the one that Jae held in his free hand, given that his other one was lazily slung across her shoulder.

Well, that's where it was a second ago. She felt it slowly slide down to her lower back, his fingers resting on her waist and putting them in a slightly more intimate stance. This probably made it look more like they were together, since an arm around the shoulder was more casual, and didn't scream romance. Though it made Camille stiffen, she assumed it was just him settling into his act, so she told herself not to think about it too much. She hadn't yet noticed the proclaimed dickhead walking in their direction.

Camille swallowed and topped up Jae's glass before setting the bottle of tequila back on the counter. She picked her glass back up and then looked to Jae, intending to say some cheesy phrase like 'bottom's up', but she didn't get the chance, because at that point, not only did he thank her for the drink, he called her babe.

This caught Camille off guard way more than his arm placement, and she was pretty sure her pale cheeks were now flushed with colour. Why? It was a simple word. What did it matter that it was coming from Jae?

Knowing that this was all a ruse, Camille glanced around till she noticed the dickhead right in front of them, just two or so feet away from the both of them. Ah. That explained it. It also explained the light kiss that Jae planted on her cheek, and Cami reminded herself to play along. The smile she put up paired perfectly with her already reddened cheeks, so she was the perfect picture of a girl absolutely smitten. Cami was only struggling with how that little gesture made her insides feel like they were dancing.

Instead of looking to see if the dickhead had left them, she tipped the contents of her glass back into her throat. She felt like she needed alcohol in her system immediately if she was going to pull this off. And if that wasn't enough, once she set her empty cup aside, she looked to Jae's hand and grabbed his as well, before he had the chance to drink it, swallowing all of the cup's contents before putting that aside too.

Camille felt the familiar burn in her throat as the alcohol went down, and it only maintained her flushed cheeks. Clearing her throat, she nudged Jae. "I could use some air. Let's head out," she suggested, pushing him toward the backdoor of the kitchen, which led to the backyard. It was much quieter out there, there were only a few people gathered in small groups, either getting high or having a cigarette break.

Cami soon realised though, that she found yet another familiar face out there. One who wouldn't be as excited about her cozying up to a man he'd never seen before. Cami tried her best to avoid all of her brother's friends since almost all of them worked for her father, and therefore dabbled in shady shit, but she should have known that she'd run into Frank at pretty much any party she went to. This one included.

The ruse needed to be kept up though, because her father didn't want anyone knowing about the arrangement just yet. It was all a 'trial run' according to him, and she had no idea for how long, but this encounter wasn't going to be easy.

As expected, Frank came right up to them, tossing his unfinished cigarette onto the floor and crushing it before he reached them. He was a couple of inches shorter than Jae but still gave him a once over as if he was already planning how to take him down.

"Cami," he grinned in her direction, but it faltered when his gaze shifted onto Jae. "I didn't know you were seeing someone. I feel like Calvin wouldn't have stopped talking about it if you were." His tone made it clear that he wasn't buying all of this. Not completely.

Nevertheless, she tried to keep up the charade. "Jae, meet Frank. He's a friend of my brother's," she explained, making it clear that Frank was not her friend.

"Aw, really? After all this time, that's how you want to introduce me?" He smirked and then looked back to the guy she was basically wrapped around. "Jae, is it? Where did you and Cami meet?" Yep, Camille knew he had a bunch of questions prepared to try and see if someone would mess up with the answers.

Why was this turning out to be such a complicated party? They should have just stayed home and argued about cameras.

[/div] [/div]

camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"] Shit, shit, shit, shit. How did they meet?

Alright, keep your cool. Think about stuff that you know about Cami. Apart from having an attitude of a spoilt rotten daddy’s girl and oblivious to the fact that there were so many cameras around her house, he was drawing a blank. Prior to his little ‘mission’, he had been giving zero information about the girl. So, thinking back to the things around the house that he could pick out, Jae began to think of something to get him out of this situation. And then… it hit him.

“Art class.” he said simply. Oh yes, yes, that was good. Cami had a room dedicated to her art and they went to her class today for her sculpture. That was good. Very good. “I uh… Was trying to get some quick money by helping to model for the class… Didn’t actually realise it was nude portraits until I arrived” Jae allowed an awkward chuckle to slip past his lips – was it real or was it fake? I suppose you would never know from the high level of acting he was portraying right at this moment.

A smirk fell onto his lips as something cheeky came to his mind. Well, maybe it was time to show this guy not to deal with him? “I suppose it’s not all that bad when you work out a lot…” he slowly added on, his hands moving from Cami’s lower back to the hem of his shirt; to where he lifted it up to expose his torso underneath. That’s right, he thought to himself as he revealed his abdominal muscles to this guy before him. I have abs. I can fuck you up. Bring it on. With another soft chuckle, he released the hem of his shirt and began to tuck it back into his pants as he continued to speak.

“Anyways… After modelling for the class, I saw Camille struggling to put her stuff away. And I thought she was pretty – actually, that’s a lie. I thought she was beautiful.” the smirk grew on his face as he looked at Camille and snaked his hand upon her lower back once again. His gaze turned back to Frank once more, offering him a wide smile. “So… I asked her for her number. Granted, it took a while for me to convince her. But, I eventually got there and we went on a date a couple of days later and well…” He released a deep sigh as if it was some magical story he was re-telling. “And now we’re here. Everything is still very… you know… fresh and new. But…” he paused for dramatic effect before turning to Cami with a soft grin on his face. “Feels like I’ve known her all my life.”

Okay, you’ve got this. Go in for the kill. Get that kill! he told himself. Leaning in, Jae placed his lips on top of Camille’s head to give it a kiss. Much like the kiss on the cheek, he allowed it to linger for a moment before pulling back and smiling softly at the girl. He was praying that this was an award winning performance and that Cami wouldn’t absolutely kill him afterwards for it all. [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]lets pretend to like each other uwu[/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]party place[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]click me![/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b1/21/af/b121afd8f74362c427eba7cd205dc04a.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:180%; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/63/11/2d/63112d126d85a5823ffea99f4fcde94f.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://media0.giphy.com/media/BQeYNCt2SFURO/source.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

coded by weldherwings

 

[natasha.]

[class=tag] color: #D88E44; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: Playfair Display; font-size: 16px; [/class]

[div class=tag]location

the party

[div class=tag]mood

"let's dance."

[div class=tag]outfit

i'm all dolled up

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Why was it that wherever they went tonight, they were just faced with more problems? Camille wanted more booze in her system if this was what she was going to have to deal with the entire night. And maybe they could call it quits early on and just head home.

Cami glanced over to Jae as he made up a reason as to how they met, further highlighting how fit he was for the job he got by showing off his sculpted torso. Cami swallowed and looked up to Frank with a smile, doing her best to keep up the facade. The truth was that she wasn't paying much attention because he was starting to feel the after effects of the two shots she'd downed — both her own, and Jae's. Maybe the last one was a mistake, given her track record with tequila in the past.

And yet, she knew she wanted more.

Cami was jerked back to reality when she felt Jae's arm snake around her waist again, his shirt having dropped, but the expression on his face never having left the entire time he recounted the fake story to Frank who, while a little miffed, seemed to find no reason to try and object.

She nodded toward the end, giggling a little which was partly keeping up the facade, and partly her intoxication slowly making its way to the surface. Cami happened to be an extremely bubbly person when she was drunk — until it reached her maximum and she was stuck puking for hours. She hadn't reached that phase just yet though so for now, she made sure her own arm was around Jae's midsection while she looked at Frank.

"You know, I always thought I'd be the one standing in your place right now," Franke explained, sipping his beer. He didn't sound extremely happy though his face held a smile. A fake one, most likely. "Anyway, I'll let your brother know I ran into you." Meaning, he'd inform her brother that she was getting cosy with someone they'd never seen before, and that it was suspicious. Oh whatever. By then, her brother would know who Jae really was and it wouldn't matter.

"Great," Cami grinned, not showing any sign of worrying about the fact that he was more or less going to tattle on her. "See you later, Frank."

Camille had had enough fresh air. She tugged Jae along with her till they were back indoors. The kitchen was empty, somehow — probably because most people had already had their fill of alcohol for the night — so she went directly there to pour herself another shot of tequila. This time she didn't offer Jae one. The chances of her taking that one as well were quite high anyway.

Face flushed from the alcohol, Cami turned toward Jae and looked at him for a moment before taking his hand. "Let's dance," she announced, giving him no room to argue as she dragged him once again, outside the kitchen and to the living room, which had been turned into a make-shift dance floor. The music sucked, because Camille was never fond of electronic music, but it was good to dance to, so once she was in the middle, forced to lean against Jae because of how many other people there were, she didn't hesitate to let her body move to the music.

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camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"] The way that Franke spoke to them, while it may have seemed quite calm and pleasant small talk, rang alarm bells in Jae’s head. He wasn’t drunk or tipsy, and so could understand that the other male had basically said that he had always thought that he would be Cami’s boyfriend. At that little revelation, Jae tightened his grip slowly, bringing the girl closer to him. Now, it wasn’t like he was getting possessive about it or something. I mean, they weren’t really dating. But men who think with their dicks can be dangerous. And he didn’t want to cancel out the thought that maybe Franke could just start thinking enough with his dick to do something. Not to mention the statement about letting Cami’s brother know that he ran into them. It was almost like a threat. So, as the man walked away, Jae didn’t even offer him goodbye or a wave; but a simple head nod. He would have to keep his eyes on this bastard tonight too, it seemed.


”Let’s dance”

Did he hear her correctly? I mean, don’t get him wrong – he loved to have a bit of a dance. But he didn’t think that Cami was the type of girl who would so willingly want to dance like this? Without a word and following her promptings once again, Jae allowed his hand to be taken hold of and instructed into the living room. Once again, his bodyguard mind came into play as he began to search around the room for anyone who could bring any possible harm to Cami. Well, it seemed as if the dickhead from before wasn’t anywhere to be seen, and Franke had remained outside before. So, they were in the clear.

Bringing his attention back to Cami, he noticed how she leant against him as she began to dance. Now, dancing like this was just… second nature to Jae, I suppose. Their hang out for the gang was at Lady Luck, a strip club. They had underground parties and orgies at the place too. And quite often, he had been out clubbing with friends and his partners. He knew how to dance at a club. It had been in his blood since he first stepped into Lady Luck at the age of sixteen. So, feeling Cami’s body against his owns, his automatic instinct was to continue holding onto her one hand and placing his other upon her hip. He then allowed himself to slowly sway along with the girl’s body, in time with the music.

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[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]this is... different.[/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]party place[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]click me![/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b1/21/af/b121afd8f74362c427eba7cd205dc04a.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:180%; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/63/11/2d/63112d126d85a5823ffea99f4fcde94f.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://media0.giphy.com/media/BQeYNCt2SFURO/source.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

coded by weldherwings

 

[natasha.]

[class=tag] color: #D88E44; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: Playfair Display; font-size: 16px; [/class]

[div class=tag]location

the party

[div class=tag]mood

*excessive giggling*

[div class=tag]outfit

i'm all dolled up

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

To Camille's surprise, she didn't face much resistance from Jae, regarding the dancing. He definitely didn't seem like the type to enjoy busting a move when there was good music playing. Hell, ever since she met him, she kind of thought he had a stick up his ass, but he clearly proved he could act differently when he was meant to play the part of the loving boyfriend. He acted so well she was almost convinced it was all real.

Still, dancing was a whole other ball game, but he excelled at it. She vaguely remembered him mentioning something about Lady Luck and realised that if he frequented the place, it explained how he was able to keep up with her now. Cami was no professional by any means, but having grown up with a love for singing and dancing, she thrived in an environment surrounded by music, as she did right now.

Though, of course, considering the fact that she was influenced by alcohol, and becoming more and more intoxicated as time flew by, Cami's moves were slightly more risqué than they would otherwise be when she was pressed up against a stranger. Maybe it was her brain's way of telling her that she found Jae attractive, and that the whole act from tonight seemed to be working on her, or maybe she was just succumbing to the alcohol.

Whatever the case, it would soon become clear that she wasn't totally being herself, starting first with the fit of giggles that left her lips amid the dancing. Not only that, but her movements became a little more sluggish, after initially being a little too wild — definitely a side of her that Jae had never seen before, and one she hadn't intended to show him, but what could you do when you needed alcohol to survive the night?

Grinning at Jae, she leaned in closer, amid all the dancing. Cami may have looked like she was coming in for a kiss, but at the last second, she shifted her position, so her head moved to the side of his face instead, lips hovering around his ear so he could hear her over the loud music. "You're a good dancer."

A compliment, with a voice clearly laced with a hint of lust, was another clear indication of her drunken state.

[/div] [/div]

camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"] She spoke into his ear and he knew there and then; she was freaking drunk as hell. Sure, there had been other indicators that she was drunk prior to the speaking into the ear. For starters, the dancing was a dead giveaway. It started off innocently enough but as time progressed, it became more risqué. Hell, she could give some pointers to the girls at the club from the way she was dancing. The second indicator was she was beginning to get sluggish and well, didn’t seem to care much about how she looked. Cami didn’t seem to be that type of girl. She seemed like that type of girl who liked to keep herself presentable and in charge. This whole letting loose and doing what ever she wanted didn’t scream out her personality.

Finally, the big old main give away – the fact that she was leaning in very dangerously close to him. Heck, she even looked like she was about to kiss him at one point. This morning, as they were searching for the cameras, she did get close to him at one point. And then she freaked out and moved away in a heartbeat. She wasn’t moving away. And that was what Jae liked to call the danger zone. Where all common sense flew out the window. She was only asking for trouble if she was going to keep on drinking.

So, after she complimented him, saying how he was a good dancer, Jae took a moment to process everything. What would be the right thing to do at this very moment? Ah… well… he knew what he had to do. And he was pretty sure that Cami wasn’t going to be too pleased with it. So, he did like she had done; shifted his position so he could lean in and placed his lips close to her ear so she could hear him. His hands automatically landed on her hips, hoping that he could somehow tame her waving movements as he attempted to talk to her.

“And you’re very drunk” he commented to her. It was far from a compliment but rather a statement. Slowly, he pulled back to look at the female’s face and see her reaction. He could see it all now; she would cuss him out and tell him that he was wrong and that she wasn’t drunk. But before anything foul could slip past her lips, Jae moved his hand from her hip and took her hand in it, intwining their fingers together. “Come on. We should head back to your place. I’ll even do a McDonalds stop if you want. I know white people like McDonalds when they’re drunk”

For the first time since meeting Cami, Jae wasn’t forcing her to do something. He was suggesting it to her. Purely because he knew what it was like to deal with drunk people. If he was going to force her to do something she didn’t want to do, then she would retaliate and end up doing something twenty times more stupid. At least this way, it made her feel like she had a choice in the matter. But all he really wanted to do was to get her home, tuck her into bed and breathe a sigh of relief as he could say that he was doing his job of babysitting her well. [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]right... you're drunk.[/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]party place[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]click me![/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b1/21/af/b121afd8f74362c427eba7cd205dc04a.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:180%; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/63/11/2d/63112d126d85a5823ffea99f4fcde94f.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://media0.giphy.com/media/BQeYNCt2SFURO/source.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

coded by weldherwings

 

[natasha.]

[class=tag] color: #D88E44; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: Playfair Display; font-size: 16px; [/class]

[div class=tag]location

the party > jae's car.

[div class=tag]mood

"i'm not," *hiccup* "drunk."

[div class=tag]outfit

i'm all dolled up

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Cami grinned when she spotted Jae leaning in closer to her so he could whisper in her ear as well. Drunk Cami got excited by pretty much anything, and it probably helped that she had ideas of hitting on Jae at the moment. Ah how fun intoxication was. She wasn't so sure what she was expecting to hear from Jae. Probably something to get her riled up or maybe he'd play along with whatever she was getting at.

When Jae instead whispered that she was drunk, she snorted. As he pulled back to look at her, she shook her head a few times. "No, no I'm not," she giggled like it was the most absurd thing he could say. "I'm not drunk. You're drunk. I'm fine." Of course, as she said it, her words were very clearly slurred, and the giggling in between probably didn't help her defence. Cami wanted to continue to dance, but Jae seemed to have other ideas.

He took her hand, lacing their fingers together, and offered to take her home. "My place?" She echoed, arching both her eyebrows and looking at him curiously. He likely meant it in a way that would help her sober down and so she'd have a safe place to pass out, but at the moment, Cami's drunk brain took that in a more suggestive light. "Good idea," she nodded, now eager to follow him instead of dance. "More privacy."

When they got to Jae's car, she slid into the front seat with ease, and managed to buckle herself in because somehow drunk Cami was aware of road safety. Regardless, for the time being, she forgot all about trying to hit on Jae, because she was occupied by something else: the radio.

She turned up the music, since it was a song she liked, and wasted no time belting out the lyrics to it. Normally, Cami was a good singer. Right now though, she has no sense of tune or keeping with a melody. She said the words before they came in the song, and she kept shifting her pitch, but she sang confidently, as though absolutely nothing was wrong with what she was doing.

The ride to the house was quick. Or at least it felt that way to Cami. Her doorman was slightly alarmed by the way she waltzed in, using Jae's hands to execute something that closely resembled a ballroom dance, but wasn't quite the same. "Goodnight, Alfred!" That definitely wasn't his name, but before long, they were in the elevator and heading up to her apartment. Camille and tequila were not an adequate match. She knew this from past experiences, and had still indulged.

The moment she stepped through the threshold into the apartment, Camille switched on the lights and then spun around to face Jae. "You're spinning," she said with a small grin before taking two sluggish steps forward to place her hands on his shoulders. "Strong," she added, adding some pressure on his muscles before meeting his gaze. "Okay, let's do this. Let's—" Camille didn't get much more out of her mouth. She had intended on leaning forward to kiss him. Hell, she might have done it too, if all she drank hadn't chose that moment to come rushing up.

The sudden pause probably made it apparent to Jae, and fortunately, she let go of him in time. Unfortunately, she didn't make it to the bathroom though. She angled herself toward the floor and bent a little, before Cami finally puked.

[/div] [/div]

camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"] For fucks sake.

There were things in life Jae could tolerate. He could tolerate getting hit on by a very drunk white girl who was assuming he was that easy to get into bed. He could tolerate the ear-piercing shrilling sounds that deeply resembled a whale dying as that same white girl was trying – and butchering – as she sang along to the songs on the radio. Using used as a dance partner? He could tolerate that. Heck, he could even tolerate Cami placing her hands on his shoulders, squeezing them and commenting on how he was strong. But if there was one thing in life he couldn’t tolerate, it was vomit.

And now there was vomit all over the floor before him.

The smell instantly hit the back of his nose and automatically, he began to dry heave. Oh dear Lord. What the hell did this girl eat today?! Okay, no, no, no. He had to act professionally. Dear Lord, was he going to have to clean this up? He seriously was a babysitter, wasn’t he? Did Cami have some medical history that meant he would also have to change her adult nappy or something?

“Come on, Miss Bianchi,” he said, his face scrunched in disgust as he tried his absolute hardest not to inhale the scent of the sick upon the floor surface. Placing his hands upon her shoulders, he began to steer her in the direction of the stairs. “Let’s get you to bed. I’m sure you’ll feel less… vomity… in the morning.”

There was a part of him that wanted to instruct her to go and have a shower to try and sober up. However, the logical side of his brain told him that it was probably a bad thing to express to the girl considering five seconds ago she wanted to jump his pants. Not to mention, he was completely unsure if the damn girl would be able to do anything on her own in the bathroom. He could probably see her falling on tile and cracking her skull open or something. And if he helped out, well, that would just look weird, wouldn’t it? He would have to record the whole situation for evidence to prove to the girl the next morning that he didn’t do anything inappropriate apart from helping her (and, funnily enough, there had been a few good times where he would’ve had to use this method.)

Releasing a heavy exhale, he gazed up at the stairs as they made their way to the foot of them. Could Cami climb them while being this drunk? Oh dear Lord, what if she fell over and cracked her skull? Wait, why was he so obsessed with the thought of her falling over and cracking her skull? Anyways, was she in a good state of mind and co-ordination to actually climb these stairs? Jae lazily gazed at the girl for a moment, releasing his grip on her before watching her slightly sway. No. That was a big old giant no there was no way at all.

“You’re not going to like this,” he grumbled under his breath before turning Cami around to look at him. “But how else am I meant to get you to your bed?” Without a moment of hesitation, he leant forward… grabbed her arm and placed his head under her arm. He then hoisted the girl up so he was able to carry the light girl with ease over his shoulder. “Don’t puke on me, will you?” he grunted before starting to walk up the stairs.

Resisting the deep urge to whack her bottom as it sat so close to the side of his face. [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]you're freaking kidding me, right?[/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]party place[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]click me![/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b1/21/af/b121afd8f74362c427eba7cd205dc04a.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:180%; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/63/11/2d/63112d126d85a5823ffea99f4fcde94f.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://media0.giphy.com/media/BQeYNCt2SFURO/source.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

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[natasha.]

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[div class=tag]location

her apartment.

[div class=tag]mood

"okay but you stay."

[div class=tag]outfit

i'm all dolled up

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Cami felt a little better once she'd thrown up, because most of the alcohol wasn't in her system anymore. The aftereffects remained, though were veering into different territory. Whereas she'd been trying to jump him mere moments ago, Cami was now just a little woozy and incapable of walking much on her own without a little support. Her eyes were half lidded and threatening to shut any minute now. Once she was in bed, she was likely to pass out and not wake for hours.

She really shouldn't have risked it with the tequila.

"My name is Cami," she insisted, when Jae chose to instead use a more formal way to address her. Regardless, she willingly walked with him to the stairs, even if she only heard half of what he said after that. Upon reaching the steps, she stared at them blankly. Had there always been so many? It felt like no matter how many she were to climb, she'd be stuck halfway forever. This was, of course, just her intoxicated brain making no sense of things.

"Not gonna like what?" She looked to Jae with a confused expression, eyes nearly closed, words terribly slurred. She didn't see what was coming next, but the next thing she knew was that she was being thrown over Jae's shoulder, and all she could see was his backside. "Cute," she murmured in a drunken haze, attempting a few times to lift her head. It only made her dizzy though, so she gave up, not wanting to puke all over again.

It didn't take very long after that to get settled in bed because Cami wasn't doing any of the walking herself. She didn't even bother changing out of her clothes once in her room, just heading straight to her bed and collapsing, her head correctly hitting the centre of the pillow somehow. She looked up at Jae and reached out with grabby hands, as if she were a baby who wanted a rattle. Instead though, when she managed to get hold of Jae, she pulled him so he could sit on the bed and used his hand as a pillow for her face.

"Goodnight, Jae," she sighed in contentment and closed her eyes. Within seconds, she was softly snoring, her grip on Jae's hand eventually loosening.

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camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=body][div class=pic1][/div][div class=film][/div][div class=h1]chapter three.[/div] [div class=h2]good morning.[/div][/div] [class=body]width:500px; height:280px; background-color:black; background-size:cover; background-position:50% 50%; position:relative; margin:auto; filter:grayscale(100%); border-radius:10px;[/class] [class=pic1]width:220px; height:260px; background:URL(https://steemitimages.com/0x0/https://media2.giphy.com/media/xfuWEmE8AkO6A/giphy.gif); background-size:cover; background-position:30%; position:absolute; left:10px; top:10px; border-radius:10px; filter:brightness(190%);[/class] [class=film]width:500px; height:280px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.5;border-radius:10px;[/class] [class=h1]width:300px; height:100px; font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:white; letter-spacing:-1.5px; position:absolute; top:100px; left:250px;[/class] [class=h2]width:200px; height:100px; font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:white; letter-spacing:3.5px; position:absolute; top:150px; text-transform:uppercase; left:340px; [/class]

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"]Last night was one of those nights he wished to forget completely.

All because of one of thing. Was it the part where Cami stared at his ass and said it was cute? No. Was it the part where she fell asleep upon his hands, using them as a pillow? Also no. Was it the part where she had vomited all over the floor whilst mid-flirting with him. Ah, I see you were paying attention. Because yes. A hundred times yes. He would’ve quit his job there and then had it been with any other client. But Cami wasn’t just some random client he could drop. And that’s why Jae woke up in a foul mood.

After cleaning up her mess, gagging and finally vomiting in the sink himself from gagging so much, it was well past midnight. He was used to the late nights, but that was because quite often he would go home, have a nap, wake up at five am for a workout, and then go back to sleep until it was time to go to work. Surprisingly enough, this was the first job where he was actually staying at the client’s house. Which meant that he had to be up when Cami was up. And what time would she be up? He wouldn’t have a fricking clue.

It was eight in the morning. Like clockwork, Jae had woken up at five am (actually, before his alarm went off) and got an hour workout in from the comfort of his bedroom in which Cami had so dearly offered to him. Afterwards, he had the quickest shower in living history, fearing that Cami would wake up while he was in the shower and make a run for it. However, she remained at bay, thank God. Which allowed him to return to his bedroom and get dressed for the day; a grey button-up shirt and cream pants.

He had then made his way downstairs to make himself a coffee (something which Jae practically lived off of during his work time), his face scrunching up as the memories of last night played in his head once more. Finally, once he had his mug in his hand, he took hold of one of the chairs from the dining table and made his way back up the stairs with the chair in his hand. He placed the said chair against the wall, next to Cami’s bedroom door, and sat down with a sigh. Her breathing patterns were well and truly clear through the door, so he knew that she was safe inside.

And so, he sat there. Eight in the morning, waiting for the princess to wake up while he sipped on his coffee. His hand aimlessly dug into his pant pocket to take out his phone, beginning to scroll through Instagram. I mean, it wasn’t like he was paying any real attention to it all. It was just giving him something to do while he made sure the girl in the room wasn’t about to die on him. Another sip of his coffee, following by a longer sigh. Today was going to be a long day, wasn’t it? Heck, it was going to be a long however many days, weeks, or months, that he was going to be here. [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]ughhhh can i sleep for forevvverrrr[/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]in the child's apartment[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]same as pictures [/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ef/63/e1/ef63e1a903f2b8db331ec9bdd58500c4.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/15/d2/02/15d2025efedadb4ba001de0c8a33f0ff.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/AdmiredThinChrysalis-size_restricted.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

coded by weldherwings

 

[natasha.]

[class=tag] color: #D88E44; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: Playfair Display; font-size: 16px; [/class]

[div class=tag]location

her apartment.

[div class=tag]mood

"...morning."

[div class=tag]outfit

sweater weather

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Camille's head was pounding.

That was just the first thing that hit her once she woke up. Slowly, as she tried to force herself to go back to sleep through the pain, flashes of the night before came back to her. The party. Pretending to be a couple with Jae. Dancing with Jae. And then proceeding to puke beside him after trying to hit on him. If Camille didn't feel terrible before, she sure as hell did now, recalling all the stupid things she did after a few shots of tequila. Never. Again.

Groaning, Camille slowly sat up in bed before glancing to the clock to check the time and then stretching her arms above her head. She was still in yesterday's dress, which she was thankful for. She didn't need another memory coming up later of her stripping down in front of Jae while intoxicated. She'd made a fool of herself enough already. Considering the only thing that would make her feel better right now was a shower, she forced herself out of bed and made her way to the adjoining bathroom.

Camille spent her time in there, washing off all the alcohol that remained in her system. Whether it was actually there or not, she had no clue, but she just felt like she needed a good scrubbing after last night. Once she felt satisfied, she left the bathroom and slipped into something more comfortable, which was in the form of jeans and a black, netted sweater that hung loosely over her frame. Cami was busy combing her fingers through her damp hair when she walked out of the bedroom, intending on getting coffee. She was not expecting to see someone sitting right outside and it gave her the fright of her life.

"Jesus Christ," she jumped back with a start before realising a second later that it was only Jae. Only to come to the conclusion that that wasn't such a good thing either, considering all the memories that came rushing back. Maybe it was better to act like she didn't remember it at all? "Morning," she murmured, pinching the bridge of her nose to contain the sudden pain she felt in her head from her own outburst.

"How long have you been up?" She asked him curiously. Judging by the coffee mug in his hands, she assumed that it wasn't that long, but he also had clearly showered and freshened up so who was to say?

[/div] [/div]

camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"]There was the sound.

Jae paused his scrolling and lifted his head up to focus in on the sound. It was footsteps. Dainty ones too. Okay, Cami was awake. After walking with her yesterday, he had been able to identify the sounds of her footsteps. Her walking in her various shoes and walking about the apartment barefoot. And it was his job to know what they sounded like. Because what if he was protecting her and there was a pair of footsteps in the house that didn’t belong to Cami or himself and he didn’t identify it… well, he’d be screwed, wouldn’t he?

He continued to listen, hearing her move from one side of the room to the other… and then into the bathroom. The shower came on. Okay. I guess she was trying to make herself feel human again. A smirk formed on his face as he thought about last night. Jesus, how he would pay to see her in that state again. It was just so much fun. Mainly because he could possibly blackmail and tease her about it all. But seeing a different side to Cami compared to the bitchy upfront she had presented at the beginning of the day was always a good change.

Jae resumed back to his phone, looking down at a current affair news article, all the while sipping on his coffee. By the time he heard Cami turn off the shower, he was a few sips away from finishing his beverage. But that was okay because he could just have another, right? After all, it wasn’t uncommon for him to go about his day having around… about four or five coffees. Anything to keep him on his toes.

The footsteps again.

As they began to move closer to the door, Jae began to silently count to himself in Korea. “Three… two… one…” he whispered under his breath, his eyes still glued to his phone. And with that final ‘one’, the door swung open. Right on time. And of course, giving the girl the fright of her life. Jae made sure to hold everything in his will power not to smirk; because well, he looked cooler if he didn’t react at all, right?

With a mumbled ‘morning’ from the girl, he responded with a rather loud and obnoxious “Annnnn-yeong-hase-yooo” to her, dragging out the vowels of the word just to make it more annoying. With that, he tilted his head to the side to look up at Cami with a smirk. He knew he could be an asshole sometimes. But that was just all part of the fun of it, wasn’t it? Taking a final sip of his coffee, he slowly stood to his feet and placed his phone into his pocket.

And then she asked him how long he had been up for. Raising his brows at her along with a playful smirk, Jae gave a small chuckle. “You’re scared I don’t sleep, right? Trying to figure out my sleeping patterns so you can find a way to sneak out in the middle night. Or are you trying to figure out when you can sneak into my room at night and look at my ass again and say – and I quote – ‘cute’ while staring at it?” he responded. Man, he could’ve just been nice and gave a real answer. But no, he had to go the jerk route about it all.

Stretching his arms out in front of him and releasing a heavy sigh, he allowed another chuckle to slip past his lips. Okay, he needed to be nice to the girl. “I’ve been up since five,” he said simply, holding up his coffee mug slightly “So, I’m due another coffee.” [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]HAHAH U GOT SCARED U PANSY[/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]in the child's apartment[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]same as pictures [/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ef/63/e1/ef63e1a903f2b8db331ec9bdd58500c4.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/15/d2/02/15d2025efedadb4ba001de0c8a33f0ff.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/AdmiredThinChrysalis-size_restricted.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

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[natasha.]

[class=tag] color: #D88E44; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: Playfair Display; font-size: 16px; [/class]

[div class=tag]location

her apartment.

[div class=tag]mood

"is memory wiping a thing?"

[div class=tag]outfit

sweater weather

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Camille flinched, eyebrows furrowed together as Jae greeted her in Korean — in the most annoying way possible. Obviously he knew she was hungover and this was probably some kind of payback for having to drag her drunk ass around — and for needing to clean up her puke. Okay, maybe that thought was a little comforting. The fact that he'd had to clean up after her wasn't such a bad one, but she knew that today it'd be back to him following her around no matter where she went.

It was a weekend though, so Camille didn't actually have anything important she needed to do. She wasn't usually in the habit of getting drunk and feeling the effects of a hangover later. The last time it happened had probably been after her high school graduation and she'd felt so shitty that she swore she'd never let it happen again.

Yet here she was.

Camille's flinch shifted to a cringe when Jae reminded her about the fact that she'd called his ass cute. As she thought back on it, she remembered doing that, and she also knew that being drunk had a tendency to make her do stupid things — and say truthful things, but she wasn't going to dwell on that now. "Everyone sleeps," Cami countered, choosing for the moment to ignore his addressing of just one of her drunk antics from last night. She remembered the risqué dancing and felt her heart beginning to race so she avoided meeting his gaze by brushing past him and beginning to make her way down.

"I know you're meant to be a bodyguard and all but that doesn't mean you need to sit right outside my room," Camille called out to him as she reached the foot of the stairs and then walked into the kitchen. Jae had seemed to find his way around to make coffee, which was good. She didn't want to have to give him an additional tour, one that was only of the kitchen. Cami didn't keep much in there anyway since she didn't cook too much.

The pot was still hot so Camille made herself a quick cup of coffee as well before leaning against the kitchen counter and looking at Jae. The caffeine immediately had soothing effects on her headache but she'd need way more to feel normal again.

"So, apart from giving me no personal space, is there... anything else you're meant to do?" Camille asked him curiously. Did he have an agenda? A list of things he had to check off one by one like the cameras he'd taken care of yesterday? This was all new to her, and honestly, if he was busy doing those things, then she could have some peace and quiet for some time.

[/div] [/div]

camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"]Hearing her statement of how everyone sleeps, a small scoff slipped past his lips. So, she was going to choose to ignore his comment. That was wise, I suppose. Anything she was going to say to him, he was most likely going to hit back twice as hard anyways. He did have a lot of ammunition after last night’s display. He could mention to her that he didn’t think she had the moves but she proved him wrong or what’s it like to have me as a boyfriend, knowing that we met at your art class for a naked model? But, instead, he bit his tongue. He’d have to save them for later, I suppose.

He watched as she brushed past him and made her way downstairs. Ah, he’d give her a couple of seconds head start. Give her some personal room. After all, he didn’t want to get puked on again like last night. Following her steps, but keeping a safe distance, a smirk formed onto his face as she commented on the fact that he didn’t need to be sitting outside her room. “Where else am I meant to sit?” he shot back to her “I thought sitting outside your room was much nicer than me sitting at the foot of your bed. But if you’re that keen on having me actually watching you sleep rather than listening, I’ll play along. A weird kink to have if you ask me.”

Upon entering the kitchen, he placed his mug upon the counter and placed his hands in his pockets. A soft sigh slipped past his lips as he watched Camille walk around the kitchen to make her own coffee. He had half a thought to make another cup like he had mentioned before but also thought hey, maybe I should pace myself and not give myself a heart attack before I turn thirty. So, instead, he remained in his spot; hands in his pockets and watching Camille carefully. Picking up her habits and movements so he knew what sounds to listen out for if he was ever to hear anyone in the kitchen late at night.

A smirk filled his face as he heard her question. This girl thought he wasn’t giving her personal space? Damn, he was blessing her with too much personal space if he was being completely honest. He had clients where he would sit in their bedrooms while they slept at night to make sure people weren’t coming in and trying to slice their throats. Hell, he had been in bathhouses with overweight old Korean men having their naked bodies rubbed down or getting their happy endings from some poor girl trying to make enough money to get through college. And Camille thought he was in her personal space. Right.

“Well, I suppose just do what I’ve been told to do,” he responded with a lazy shrug. “Make sure you don’t die. Simple as that. Basically, if you die, I die. And I don’t feel like dying so… be good and don’t die on me, okay? I’ve got too much shit to do before I can be announced deceased and I’d really appreciate it if I can get it all done.” His eyes danced across the kitchen, looking at the different cabinets and things out of the countertops. He had already looked around this morning, but now he was curious to the different sounds that the appliances would make if Camille was the one holding the items. Jae took his hand out of his pocket, waving it slightly in the air before speaking once more. “Just… go about your normal day. Using stuff and walking around. Pretend I’m not here and I’ll make sure you won’t be murdered in your sleep. Sounds like a great deal, don’t you think?” [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]we stan a lady with sass.[/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]in the child's apartment[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]same as pictures [/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ef/63/e1/ef63e1a903f2b8db331ec9bdd58500c4.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/15/d2/02/15d2025efedadb4ba001de0c8a33f0ff.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/AdmiredThinChrysalis-size_restricted.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

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[natasha.]

[class=tag] color: #D88E44; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: Playfair Display; font-size: 16px; [/class]

[div class=tag]location

her apartment.

[div class=tag]mood

"screw that, let's do something fun."

[div class=tag]outfit

sweater weather

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Camille did her best to suppress an eye roll as Jae went on, telling her not to die. As if she went out and stood in front of cars on a daily basis to ensure that Jae would fail at his job. Camille may not want this, but she wasn't that desperate to rid herself of his company. If they were going to have any chance of making this arrangement work and not be a pain in the ass, then Camille decided that they would have to try going about it differently.

"Pretending you're not there isn't working so well for me, especially if we're out in public and people already think you're my boyfriend," Camille reminded him, finishing off her coffee in a few more gulps. She didn't care that it was boiling hot. She wanted to finish it as fast as she could so she could refill her cup and consume some more. It might make her a little more active than usual, but at least it would take care of the hangover for a while.

"I don't really have anything to do today," she added on once she had a full cup of coffee again. Camille cradled it between her hands, enjoying the warmth it gave her. "You're probably just as bored. Or maybe you're not, I don't actually know what goes on through your head," she shrugged, "but on the off chance that you are bored with this whole arrangement, we can try and make it so that we're not suffering."

Making an effort to put her in a better mood was something she was willing to do. Hell, maybe Jae was a decent person when he wasn't being a bodyguard. She sure remembered him enjoying the dancing last night, so she knew there was some life in him for sure, especially when he was acting.

"What do you like to do in your free time?" She asked, arching an eyebrow. "We can do that today." Well, she would have to hope that it was something she could do as well, and that he wouldn't answer with some cocky answer in an attempt to frustrate her further. If that was the case then this whole proposition wasn't going to work out since it needed to be a two way street. Who said this couldn't be a fun arrangement if they wanted it that way?

[/div] [/div]

camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"]He had to hold his tongue at the comment about ‘people already think you’re my boyfriend’ because deep down, he wanted to make a comment about how he wanted to be the help but she said nooooo. Apparently, that was too weird and he had to be a boyfriend instead. Huh, yeah, okay. Whatever. So, instead, Jae pressed his lips together, sealing them tightly, and brought his attention over to the frames hanging on the nearby wall. Most people would have framed images of family and friends, but it seemed as if Cami was more the artistic person. Well, that made it hard to try and figure out if someone really was her friend or not if they ever tried to enter the apartment.

Hearing her voice once again, he turned his attention back to her. So she had nothing to do today. Great. Great. Oh, and she wanted to make some sort of agreement? Raising a curious brow, Jae slowly walked towards the girl, intrigued to what she would have to say. His hands still in his pockets, he leant against the countertop and waited in anticipation. And then she asked a question that made him want to laugh in her face. What did he do in his free time? Oh, man. What free time? He couldn’t help it. A little snicker fell from his lips, but he was quick to raise a hand to cover his mouth and tried to disguise it as a cough.

Placing his hand back into his pocket, he gave the girl a small shrug. “I don’t… really have that much free time…” he confused “But uh… Sleeping is always good. Reading too… Umm… I would say going to the dojo and gym would be counted as free time but it’s a bit of a requirement for work… Uh… Just… drink and eat at Lady Luck?”

And then he paused.

“Oh, shit. You’re white.” – what a great observation there Jae – “You would have no clue what Lady Luck is do you?” Well, another reason for her not knowing what Lady Luck was because one, she was a female. Two, she wasn’t apart of the Korean mafia. And three, he highly doubted that she would wake up one day and think I’m going to go to an all you can eat buffet at a strip club. Not to mention it was the hangout point for everyone in Suho’s gang.

A wide grin stretched across his face, his tongue rubbing up the roof of his mouth as he thought to himself. “I tell you what. I’ll bring you to Lady Luck if you want. They’ve got all you can eat Asian buffet and I’ll even pay for our drinks” he suggested to the girl. Was he going to explain to her that it was a strip club? Hell no. He wanted that to be a surprise of it. And if she already knew it was a strip club, he had a fair number of questions for her. “Oh and don’t worry. It’s Sasin territory. You’ll be one hundred per cent safe there. You might even have a chance to meet Suho. It’s sort of like our version of your Dad just… old and Asian. But looks like he could be thirty, but he’s like, borderline sixty or seventy. You know the saying; Asian don’t raisin.” [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]yesss! lets go see some titties![/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]in the child's apartment[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]same as pictures [/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ef/63/e1/ef63e1a903f2b8db331ec9bdd58500c4.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/15/d2/02/15d2025efedadb4ba001de0c8a33f0ff.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/AdmiredThinChrysalis-size_restricted.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

coded by weldherwings

 

[natasha.]

[class=tag] color: #D88E44; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: Playfair Display; font-size: 16px; [/class]

[div class=tag]location

her apartment.

[div class=tag]mood

"buffet? okay."

[div class=tag]outfit

sweater weather

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Camille arched an eyebrow as she listened to Jae list of things he enjoyed doing. Sleeping, reading... both things sounded unappealing to Camille. Sleep was great, but she wasn't in the habit of doing it during the day unless she was really exhausted for whatever reason. As for reading... well, that just made her sleepy unless it was a comic book or something. She was artistic but she never got in the habit of reading while growing up. She was in college because of her artistic skill, not her grades.

The dojo sounded interesting. She wondered what he did there. Hell, maybe she could pick up a thing or two and then maybe her father would trust that she didn't need a bodyguard. When he called her out on being white, he jerked her from her own thoughts, and she narrowed her eyes. "And?" What was he playing at?

"Lady Luck?" No, Camille had no idea what that was. It sounded vaguely familiar though she couldn't tell where she heard it from. She certainly knew she hadn't been there before though, since Jae made it clear that it was a place he frequented, and if that was the case then she would have run into him. Now this sounded more interesting.

The idea of a buffet sounded appealing to Camille. It was past her breakfast time, and bordering on lunch, so if they did like a brunch spread sort of thing, then that was something they could do now, and she was admittedly pretty hungry, especially since she puked out everything last night before bed. She hadn't eaten much at the party either, so she was particularly ravenous and the coffee wasn't helping much. She needed food in her system or she'd just feel sick again.

"Okay," Camille nodded. "I'm pretty hungry so we could go now," she suggested, finishing off what left of her coffee before placing her mug in the sink to be washed up later. She wasn't particularly worried about safety but if it was familiar territory, then all the better. She was curious about the kind of people he surrounded himself with. Maybe some of them were less cocky but she wasn't banking on it.

"Alright well I'm ready whenever you are," she told him, shoving her hands into her pockets. She didn't even ask if he was driving or not because she already knew the answer to that question, so she left it up to him and she'd follow like a good girl listening to her bodyguard for once.

[/div] [/div]

camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"]Jae’s brows raised as Camille agreed to a trip to Lady Luck.

Wait. Did she understand what Lady Luck was? Surely she had some sort of concept of it. Hearing about it through the grapevines or even taking a moment to realise that Lady Luck was not the name of some family-friendly all you can eat establishment. And yet… She was more than happy to take on his offer and go? He could be bringing her to some sex shop for all she could know. But it seemed as if that didn’t matter and Cami was more than happy to try anything for food?

“Oh, okay,” he responded, stammering slightly over the shock that she was agreeing to do something with him. Especially how she was so quick to finish off her coffee, placing her mug into the sink and stood before him almost quite excited to head off to such an establishment that she knew nothing about. As she announced that she was ready whenever he was, Jae slowly nodded as he patted his back pocket to ensure his keys were in there. While he was at it, he patted the remaining pockets to make sure he had his phone and wallet too. Ah yes, all there. And so, he gave a firm, confident nod and pointed towards the door. “Alright. Let’s head off then”

It had come to a surprise to him that Cami had been so willing to just go to Lady Luck. That she didn’t make things awkward or difficult. As they climbed into his car, she didn’t huff or puff about going there or the fact that it was a twenty-minute drive to actually get to Korea Town which was where it was located. In fact, it had been quite a nice change for once. As they drove, he kept to himself and told her she could change the radio to whatever she wanted (having flashbacks to her blaring the music and singing on the top of her lungs like the white girl she was).

Once in Korea Town, Jae took the back streets to park in his usual spot behind the club. The place was still and deafening quiet with not a soul in sight. Had it been night time, the surrounding streetlights would’ve probably made Cami feel like Jae was about to bring her to her death bed as they were often known for their poor job of lighting up the area with some of the bulbs either not working or smashed. Well, what else would you expect from the back entrance of a strip club?

Parking the car, he waited until Cami climbed out before he locked it and informed her to follow his direction towards the back door. Once she was in arm's length, he placed a hand upon her lower back to guide her through. Upon reaching the door, Jae tugged the door handle with force and opened the door widely. Instantly, there was a distant sound of booming music lingering in the background and the smell of alcohol was strong enough to burn your eyes. But this was home base for him, and he had grown used to the smell burning his nostrils and the deafening bass that shook the building.

Giving Cami a gentle nudge through the door, he continued to usher her through and allowed the door to slam shut behind them. Before them, a long narrow corridor. Resting bitch face was activated; Jae was on duty. Even though this was his home base, he had to show that he was working. As he led them through the corridor, the music began to gradually grow, becoming more obvious that they had taken the back door entrance and that Lady Luck wasn’t an all you can eat family-friendly restaurant.

The narrow corridor came to an end and before them was your typical strip joint. There was one female on the stage performing while the old lunchtime geezers sat around and watched intensely, waving their dollar bills in front of the girl. “So, did you want to grab a drink first or the food? Or did you want to tip some of the lovely ladies first?” Jae asked Cami, dropping his hand from her lower back for the moment as she got to make her choice. [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]ah, im home[/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]lady luck[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]same as pictures [/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ef/63/e1/ef63e1a903f2b8db331ec9bdd58500c4.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/15/d2/02/15d2025efedadb4ba001de0c8a33f0ff.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/AdmiredThinChrysalis-size_restricted.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

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[natasha.]

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[div class=tag]location

her apartment.

[div class=tag]mood

"?????????????"

[div class=tag]outfit

sweater weather

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Things were moving fairly quickly. Camille did notice the mildly surprised expression on Jae's face when she agreed to his plans. She passed it off as it just being a rare thing, since she hadn't been so readily accepting of anything he proposed since he showed up at her doorstep a day ago. She didn't see any other reason for him to be surprised anyway. Plus, she was curious about the kind of place that Jae hung out at most of the time, according to him.

When she got the signal that he was ready to go, Camille followed him, locking up the apartment behind her. Soon they were in Jae's car, cruising along the streets into unknown territory for her. With control over the radio, Camille took full advantage, though as the thought of her screaming at the top of her lungs came back from last night, she resorted to just humming along occasionally, not wanting another thing to be brought up to ruin what could possibly be a decent moment. She was still recovering from being reminded that she looked at his ass and said it was cute.

The thoughts left her mind as they entered a part of town that Camille was unfamiliar with. It was quiet, perhaps a bit too much for her tastes, but at the same time, the state of things felt vaguely familiar, if only because it mimicked Bianchi territory. Not that she spent much time there either. She liked to distance herself from the so called family business.

Camille followed Jae when he finally parked the car and led her through the back of a building. The stench of alcohol was what hit her first, though it didn't seem very questionable just yet. Lady Luck was probably a pub instead of a brunch restaurant like she'd first suspected. And in all honesty, it made more sense, considering the name. A pub was no big deal.

She'd never heard of a pub with a huge spread but maybe they ran some different kind of operation here, who knew? Camille was about to find out.

And, of course, be proved wrong. Because this wasn't just some pub. One look at the woman on stage told her that she was at a strip club.

"Lady Luck is a strip club?" Camille questioned, gaze flying all over the place because she wasn't sure what to look at first. This... wasn't what she was expecting. Ignoring Jae's questions, she looked at him, posing yet another question. "You spend most of your time at a strip club?" Camille looked away from him and at the men near the stage. Then at the food. "Strip clubs have buffets?" It seemed as though the questions were never ending, but could you really blame her? She'd just been tossed into unknown territory without a warning.

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camille kiara bianchi.

 

[weldherwings]

[div class=jae] [div class=body] [div class=frontpic][div class=film][/div][/div] [div class=click1][div class=h1]you can call me monster.[/div] [div class=h2]I’m creepin’ in your heart, babe[/div][/div] [/div] [div class=body2] [div class="scroll"]Cami’s sudden realisation of where she actually was… oh, it was giving Jae life. A small snort fell from his nose, causing the man to quickly bring his hand up to cover his nose and mouth. From the way that she was reacting, Jae could safely say that the girl had never stepped into a strip club her whole life. The way her eyes widened and snapped around the joint; it was painfully obvious. That, or if she had been to strip club, they hadn’t been very good.

“You make it sound like I’m some big old sleaze,” Jae responded to her question about him spending most of his time here. “This is where Suho’s office is. He owns Lady Luck so we use the back rooms for meetings.” he began to explain before placing his hands into his pockets and looking over towards the dancing girl on stage with her tits hanging out. “I mean… I can’t complain. We get good shows too.” he added before giving a shrug and looking back at Camille. “But I’ve basically grown up with half the girls here. They’re like older sisters to me. Some of the best people I know.”

Another involuntary chuckle slipped past his lips as he heard her astonishment about the buffet. “You’ve obviously never been to a strip club. Or if you have, you went to a pretty shit one. All the good ones have all you can eat buffets” he informed her before placing his hand upon her lower back once again to steer her. “Come on then. It’s night time somewhere in the world. Let’s get a drink”

Using his hand upon her back, he lightly nudged Cami over in the direction of the bar. Standing before the bar, he saw it was… empty? Huh, maybe they were going for a quick piss or something. “What are you in the mood for?” Jae asked, leaning against the bar countertop and reaching over with the goal of grabbing two glasses. He had it all planned out; first, the glasses. And then, he’d jump over and get their drinks. They wouldn’t care. After all, he was Suho’s golden boy. However, as he leant forward with his eyes locked in on those glasses, he felt someone hit him in the back of the head. “Ow!” he said loudly, rubbing the back of his head with his hand before straightening up to see Leeda.

Leeda was the bar manager; she stood only a few centimetres shorter than Jae with her long auburn dyed hair and witty complexion. Woo-Jin, his Appa, had always said that she would be the perfect daughter-in-law (to which Jae would always respond with ‘why, because she’s Asian?’). Leeda stared down at Jae, daggers in her eyes as she raised a brow and placed her hands upon her hips. “Are you trying to steal from my bar again, Jae-Hyeon?” she playfully snarled at Jae.

“You guys are taking too long to serve” he pouted at the girl as he continued to rub the back of his head. “Aishh… The usual for me. And Cami…” he turned towards the girl next to him with an expectant look “You’ll have…?” [/div][/div] [div class=pic1][div class=hover1]

[div class=h1]seung jae-hyeon

[div class=h2]the life of a baby sitter[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=pic2][div class=hover1][div class="scroll"][div class=h1]mood[/div] [div class=h3]ah, my fooking head.[/div] [div class=h1]location[/div] [div class=h3]lady luck[/div] [div class=h1]tag[/div] [div class=h3] natasha. [/div] [div class=h1]outfit[/div] [div class=h3]same as pictures [/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div] [class=jae]width:500px; height:450px; position:relative; margin:auto;[/class] [class=body]width:500px; height:400px; background-color:#F4F4F4; border-radius:10px; [/class] [class=body2]width:480px; height:360px; background-color:#F4F4F4; left:-20px;position:absolute;display:none; top:0px; padding:20px; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class=pic1]top:0px; left:-200px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to right, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ef/63/e1/ef63e1a903f2b8db331ec9bdd58500c4.jpg); background-position:10% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide1; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:10px 0px 0px 10px;[/class] [class=pic2]top:0px; left:500px;width:200px; height:400px; background:linear-gradient(to left, transparent, transparent,transparent,#F4F4F4), URL(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/15/d2/02/15d2025efedadb4ba001de0c8a33f0ff.jpg); background-position:50% 50%; background-size:cover; display:none; position:absolute;animation-name: {post_id}slide2; animation-duration: 3s; animation-fill-mode: both; animation-iteration-count: 1; animation-timing-function: ease-in-out; animation-direction:normal; border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;[/class] [class=film]width:450px; height:260px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DampPortlyAiredaleterrier-size_restricted.gif); background-size;cover; position;absolute; opacity:0.2;[/class] [class=frontpic]width:450px; height:260px; position:absolute; top:20px; left:17px; background:URL(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/AdmiredThinChrysalis-size_restricted.gif); background-position:20%; background-size:cover; border-radius:10px; border:8px solid white;[/class] [class=click1] width:500px; height:100px; text-align:center; position:absolute; top:300px; cursor:pointer;[/class] [class=hover1]width:180px; height:380px; padding:10px; transition:2s;background-color: rgb(244, 244, 244, 0.9); opacity:0; overflow:hidden;[/class] [class name=hover1 state=hover]opacity:1; transition:2s;[/class] [class name=scroll]width: 100%;height: 98%; overflow: hidden;box-sizing: content-box;overflow-Y: scroll;overflow-X: hidden; padding-right: 20px; padding-left:20px; padding-bottom:10px; font-family:Karla; font-size:14px; font-height:15px;[/class] [class=h1] font-familyrata; font-size:40px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:-1.5px; [/class] [class=h2] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:5.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-10px; [/class] [class=h3] font-family:Karla; font-size:10px; color:#221711; letter-spacing:2.5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-5px; [/class] [script class=click1 on=click] slideToggle 1000 body2 fadeToggle 10 pic1 fadeToggle 10 pic2[/script] [animation=slide1] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: right; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: right; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation] [animation=slide2] [keyframe=0] transform: rotateY(70deg); transform-origin: left; opacity: 0; [/keyframe] [keyframe=100] 100% { transform: rotateY(0); transform-origin: left; opacity: 1;[/keyframe][/animation]

coded by weldherwings

 

[natasha.]

[class=tag] color: #D88E44; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: Playfair Display; font-size: 16px; [/class]

[div class=tag]location

lady luck.

[div class=tag]mood

"still pretty much in a state of ?????"

[div class=tag]outfit

sweater weather

[div class=tag]tag

weldherwings [/div] [/div]

Camille was still wrapping her head around this whole thing. She'd never been to a strip club before and it likely showed. Jae was quick to pick up on this fact because apparently it was a common thing for most strip clubs to have buffets? The alcohol she could understand, but an all you can eat spread while girls danced on a stage up against poles? She couldn't make the question but she supposed that all the indulging probably made people grubby. Or something like that.

Cami doubted she'd ever understand but she did realise that Jae chose to keep this small fact to himself when he brought up going to Lady Luck in the first place. She certainly wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of thinking he'd freaked her out in any way. The truth was that he hadn't — she didn't have anything against trip clubs, or strippers (everyone needs to make a living after all). Cami just wasn't expecting this when he offered lunch.

Regardless, as Jae nudged her in the direction of the bar, she followed, coming to a stop in front of the counter. She was about to answer when he asked what she wanted to drink but they were swiftly interrupted by the arrival of a taller, auburn haired woman who looked like she belonged behind the bar counter more than Jae did, especially with the way her eyes scolded him for trying to dig around back there without her permission.

"Uh, whiskey sour," Cami answered, slowly recovering from the new atmosphere she'd been thrust into without warning. She was not making the mistake of having tequila again. Whiskey sours would at least keep her going on a good buzz without actually getting drunk. She didn't want a repeat of last night.

"What do you usually do here other than eat and drink?" Cami asked Jae as she looked around. If he meant it when he said that most of these girls were like his sister, then she imagined that he probably didn't waste his time with his eyes glued to the stage but then again, Cami didn't really know that much about Jae.

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camille kiara bianchi.