inseong had half an hour left in his shift, but he was itching to get off work and head home. it was a friday night, and as luck had had it (which it rarely did), he had no shifts this weekend. while he generally enjoyed his job, being surrounded by an array of colorful, plastic penises all day, all week - and not getting any himself, not that he wanted them - made him want to gag. (no pun intended.) speaking of plastic penises, however –
“ren, put down the dildo.”
he didn’t even look up from his phone screen when he spoke, could see the purple toy wobble between the other male’s clutches. “that’s disgusting. why would anyone want that up their ass?” finally, he locked his phone screen, shoved it back into the right pocket of his jeans. he strutted over to where minki stood, by the dainty display of penises in every size and color, some looking more realistic than the other. he grimaced, picked a pink one up between his fingers to inspect. he had the whole shop memorized like the back of his hand, but some the items just seemed almost impossible to use. not to mention painful.
“the holidays are coming up,” he began, turned to his friend with a wide, playful grin. “want anything from the store? like a butt plug in the shape santa claus?”
half an hour more. ren was counting down to the time with the sway of the purple, rotating toy, as if it was a pendulum swinging from side to side. his own shift ended an hour ago, and after roaming about with some simple window shopping ( not that anything had changed from two days ago ), he settled for passing time at inseong’s work place.
when ren says that he wants to have long hair, gayoon indulges.
this is the kind of person she is; the moment she hears that ren wants, she delivers. he’s her best friend and gayoon has enough to spare, so it only comes naturally that she wants to spend the day with him in an effort to make his christmas season a little brighter. it’s how they end up in the stylist now, gayoon with a magazine of wedding fashion in her hand and waiting for the appointment to be over.
they have a bonding ritual and this is only a part of it. “ how long do you want your extensions to be?” her voice is quiet and perhaps a little distracted when she asks, flipping through her magazine and looking over the photos quizzically. finally, she lifts her gaze enough to look at him sitting in the stylist’s chair, closing the magazine instead - because this is supposed to be a part of his christmas gift, he just doesn’t know it yet. “ and why did you want them before the party?”
when he said he wanted hair extensions for the season, he found himself shipped off to the salons with gayoon in a tow. it’s no longer a surprise to ren, really, because gayoon indulges in ren’s requests ever so often that he was basically being pampered - and ren learned to not refuse. he is appreciative, however, and while he’s not armed with cash the least he could do for his best friend was to pop on over and disrupt enforce a well-deserved break between her working hours with lunchboxes and homemade facial packs and the hottest gossip in town.
“ around this length? just past my collarbones would be enough. ”
his voice was soft as he looked at gayoon through the mirror, a light curl on his lips to show that he’s actually really delighted. he felt like a child who managed to get what he wanted for christmas, because these extensions were something he had been thinking about for a while now, ( and after the initial worries that long hair might not look just as professional in a clean-cut brand the like of innisfree being put to rest by his manager ) he’s going ahead with the plan this very day.
“ just though i’d like to have a little change before the year ends. kick off the new year by getting the hang of my new look. besides, wouldn’t it be cool if my long hair flutter in the wind as snow falls from the sky? ”
there’s excitement in his tone besides the teasing voice to his last sentence, subdued with a pressed voice as he tried not to shift too much in his seat. ren had grown his hair out before, just before coming to seoul and chopped it all off at his parents’ obvious displeasure. he can’t remember if he did it then as an act of rebellion, or did he enjoyed having a style change - or both, really. maybe he would find his answer now.
decorating christmas trees was like his calling (decorating anything, really), so when the mall had put out the sign up notice, minki had ran forth to to sign up, nearly yelling ‘i volunteer as tribute’ as he crossed the lobby to the reception counter. and on the day of preparations, ren showed up in style (as per usual, really), new hair extensions pinned in placed behind one of his ears as the other fell freely, light make-up and black turtleneck. normcore was his latest love, his wardrobe now filled with a good handful of these new pieces of clothing and accessories to work with for minimalist fashion effort.
overall, one could say that he was in a very good mood, box of decorations by his leather shoes as he untangled the strings of a few bunched up ornaments in his hands. his hum blended in with the soft christmas music ringing in the lobby, but not for long. with each passing minute, each new ornament hung onto the leafy branch (by the way, was the tree a real one or fake one? it looked good nonetheless), his humming turned to soft singing. the boy moved around the tree, working in levels as structured in his mind alongside others, and wounded up right beside his new little friend.
“ stop please, just let me go~ jimin~~, just let me go~ ”
// finally back here on ren! i’d be getting to replying to plotting very soon, and would love to plot for the christmas event as well! i also have two more ‘mistle mistle’ prompts to get to, and i’d try to work on them asap (hopefully, tomorrow). meanwhile here are some simple plots for skyxmasparty, below the cut!
mistle mistle + surrounded by christmas lights and glow-in-the-dark sex toys
[★] — still accepting !!
// not safe for work && nsfw — due to sex toy mentions
blue mistle mistle
[★] — still accepting !!
blue. it is the color of serenity and sincerity, a color that evoked the calmness from nature like the vast of the oceans and its reflections in the skies. blue is calm as it is inviting, and for ren, fashionable as it was professional.
blue is a gorgeous color, as ren realised about the shade of this stranger’s sweater against the white shirt, against the black coat and jeans. a spot of color on the otherwise too monochrome sequence, a spark amid the potentially dull tones.
and when he stepped closed, a tad too close, it was too late. two staffers with fake angel wings popped up seeming out of nowhere, cornering both ren and the stranger as they sang in loud volumes. ren stared, eyes widening and lips pursed into a fine line, before he followed the line of sight from the extension of their arm, upwards to the ring of green hanging above their heads.
oh.
following suit was a series of quick introduction, something along the lines of ‘christmas is love’ project conducted by a certain high school, to bring together strangers in a festive greeting gesture this season. a successful kiss on the cheek earns a small token of appreciation, and ren pondered for a moment if the random selection of them both was simply to fill the quota on same-gender couple. not that he minded much.
blue is inviting.
he quirked a grin as he leaned in, spurred on by the encouragement and mild plea of the students. he’s never one to back down from a challenge, even if he should, at the very least in this scenario, ask for the poor stranger’s permission. but he doesn’t, not if the young man wasn’t running away already. so he did what he was tasked to do, a light peck on the cheeks that he tried to be polite and casual about, enough to earn a quick cookie delivered to him.
( if it’s one thing he will not walk away from, it’s cookies. )
“ thanks. ”
he waved, to the students who ran away to another unsuspecting duo, and to the stranger with a matching cookie. if anything, this was all for a good message, right?
mistle mistle (blue? iono hahaha)
[★] — still accepting !!
there’s something oddly sad about the way jimin stood along the quiet corridor, the mall being just opened early in the day and a crowd non-existent except for the few tracking past towards the food-central area. ren stepped along the way with light steps, neatly dressed and ready for work in his crisp white shirt, trailing behind the employee from a rival brand.
it was like monday blues were hovering above his head in a gross shade of a cloud, a depressing sight compared to his ( self-proclaimed ) rainbow sprinkles of an aura.
he stopped.
and he stopped too.
ren tilted his head, pulling out the white earphones from one ear as he wondered the reason for the pause. from the new angle, the raven spot the other staring at his phone, fingers moving across the screen, engrossed in the activity of the moment. the male shrugged, proceeding to slip the earphone back on and move along, when he saw the bigger picture.
and bigger picture indeed, with the giant mistletoe decoration hanging from the floor above their current one, hovering above the other guy.
there wasn’t much thought involved when he did it - bouncing over with large skips that crossed several tiles at one go, lady gaga’s music pumping out in rhythm of his steps booming in one ear and he sling one arm comfortably around the new acquainted friend. lips, pressed to jimin’s cheek quickly as with the arm disappearing from the shoulders, he skipped forward and ahead with an amused, almost bad-nature kind of smile. was it inappropriate to kiss an acquaintance like that? probably. but it’s not as if ren was bothered. finger pointing to the mistletoe as a wordless explanation, he shrugged with tongue poking out.
“ cheer up, blues boy. ”
BONUS if they secretly like each other
DOUBLE BONUS if they hate each other.
// hello everyone! c: this is maddy, the mun behind fashion & beauty enthusiast choi minki aka ren, who is working as a beauty adviser for innisfree. just followed everyone via the dash and sent a welcome message, so if you didn’t receive one, tumblr got hungry :( also, i’d love to plot to get things going, so feel free to hmu via im or ask for my aim~ below the cut are some info about ren to get started on plotting!