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jeoseungsaja · 2 years

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This isn’t his Hyuk.

No, this version looks younger and yet so much older at the same time. Studying Hyuk for a long moment, Patrick can’t help but notice the prominent bags under his eyes. And the wounds not quite treated properly. And the way tension seems to ooze off of him in waves. He rests a hand tentatively on Hyuk’s cheek for a long moment. And here Patrick thought his friend was plenty stressed, but this…Hyuk wouldn’t look this way unless-

Patrick pulls him into a hug. A hand reaches up to comb through his dear friend’s hair, encouraging this Hyuk to rest his head on Patrick’s shoulder.

“…I’m sorry I had to go, Hyuk-ah.”

( alex!! you get...three :D but also hey so remember that hypothetical situation we talked about mainverse!patrick comforting blackknight!hyuk in a dream, well, i guess it's time for pain again hahaha i'm gonna go cry 😭 but feel free to skip any you want alex!! have a wonderful day!! )

@ofgentleresolve ♚did someone say PAIN---

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He doesn’t realize he’s fallen asleep on his desk. Abruptly whisked away by the result of endless exhaustion and days without proper sleep, the detective’s fallen dormant against the spinning chair. Limbs are still tense despite the merciless grasp of slumber. However, as time goes by and he’s sent into a spiral of dream, his arms begin to relax; jaw starts to loose the bite of clenched teeth.

It’s because he’s unaware about this sudden sleep. It’s because he feels he’s not alone. Amid his visions, someone visits him.

Here, he’s standing up. A folder rests between his palms. The bags under his eyes are still there, the bandage wrapping his hand still exists; the cuts continue to litter fingers due to hazards faced. Nevertheless, for once, he breathes in relief when a palm searches for his cheek and effectively lands on skin; kind in its effort to rest there despite countenance’s ruggedness. Fingers soft despite being lightly calloused due to years of using markers; due to years of spinning a spoon inside a tea cup; due to years of flipping pages of lustrous books.

He looks up to meet palm’s owner. A faint smile peeks. There he is; his best friend.

“Patrick,”

name slips from lips with endearment and alleviation, as if something rattled him in the beginning but diminished the moment his dear friend stood in close proximity. Hyuk’s about to ask what brings the Professor here, what led him to place affection on his cheek, yet he’s abruptly pulled into a hug, one that makes the folder from detective’s hands fall off from grasp; sheets within carelessly flying away and landing on the floor.

The embrace is warm, but it feels odd. Ghostly, light; like a projection of the real thing. His hands hesitatingly fall onto Patrick’s back, chin landing on best friend’s shoulder. He frowns, feeling the smoothness of touch against his hair; something he secretly adores.

“Go? What are you talking about?”

A chuckle that holds doubt escapes him; pulling away from hug so he can see Patrick fully.

“You’re here, why would you---”

Wait. He stares at his best friend, slowly blinking. Wait. Hyuk looks down; one of the sheets facing up. His heart shrinks.

A picture of Patrick is attached with a clip. There are other photographs loosely scattered; images of ashes and destroyed items --- pictures of a crime scene. In this sheet, there’s the basic profile of a victim. Patrick’s date of birth, which he knows by heart and...his date of death.

Cause of death: Fire; ruled accidental.

“No, no---Patrick, you didn’t---”

With widened eyes, desperately reaches out to hold Patrick’s shoulders, but he only feels air. He looks up ----- Patrick is no longer there.

“Patrick? Patrick? No, no, you’re not, you---Patrick,”

His chest feels constricted; eyes begin to get teary. He runs to open the door, he must be there, right? Wrong. There’s no one outside, just an infinite corridor of despair.

“PATRICK!”

A loud gasp; a hand pressed to his chest. Hyuk wakes up, feels like he’s been underwater for too long and is just coming to surface. Tears stain his face, the only thing he could bring back from his dreams. Breathing heavily, he tries to stand up, yet he’s too shaken to let legs handle the whole weight of his body. Upper body leans in; a hand starts to smash the wood of desk, over and over and over and over again.

Don’t cry. Slam. Don’t cry, don’t cry; don’t--- Slam. More tears start flooding his eyes. Slam.

The pain is unbearable. Truth is, it always has been, he just knows how to tightly save it inside. However, there are days where ache conquers him at times, getting a hold of his entire senses; making him shut down. He cries, just like the first time the weight of Patrick’s death came toppling down on him at once. He sobs, he laments, knowing that what he’s doing will never bring Patrick back.

Maybe the Black Knight was right, after all. No matter if he clears Patrick’s name, no matter if the culprit gets what they deserve...it won’t bring his best friend back. None of it.

“Dae-yah,”

amid blurry gaze and trembling hands he calls for him, but he knows he won’t get any answer. Shoulders quiver; reddened fingers slipping away from the desk. Hyuk bends into a crouching position; pressing his forehead against his knees and staining his dark trousers with tears. Hell, it hurts. It hurts just like the first time, perhaps even more nowadays.

“I---I miss you. I miss you so much.”

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#ofgentleresolve #♔ || verse three (arc two).#♔ || alternate universe (the black knight).#Not gonna lie I felt like CRYING when I wrote that last line I---#Just realizing how much he's been....compartmentalizing or pushing down as to not let it bubble up with mighty intensity #and then everything comes falling down out of the blue #having days where he just freakin' CRUMBLES when he's by himself because he can't take this grief anymore #It's been FIVE YEARS and he holds onto these memories so tightly and cannot let go #Because there's something within him which bans him from doing so #Something telling him to keep holding onto this and it FRUSTRATES him because he doesn't know what it is #NOT THAT he wants to let go of Patrick's memory---not at all #He just wishes it could hurt less if that makes sense #'Time heals everything'#Hyuk: SAY THAT ONE MORE TIME AND I'LL DECK YOU #AND I JUST IWUEDHIWEUDHKASDHWIUEDHIUEWDH #THIS IS GOING TO SOUND SAD I'M SORRY BUT HE JUST #He's lost so much that he feels it's best to be alone #He doesn't want to get others deeply involved in his shenanigans #He keeps pushing Jae-hwan away even if it doesn't work LMAO #And Suki might notice how he closes himself off tightly when it comes to personal things and will only talk about work #HELP ME I'M FREAKIN' SOBBING I---#OKAY I'M HALTING HERE BEFORE DUMBLR CUTS OFF MY TAGS #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN FERRE ;W; EVEN IF IT CAUSED ME PAIN WEIDUHWIEUDHIWUEHD #THANK YOU FOR ALL THESE WONDERFUL UNPROMPTED ASKS #ABSOLUTELY LOVED REPLYING TO THEM ALL!!!!#HOPE THIS REPLY'S OKAY!! IF NOT LMK AND I CAN TOTALLY CHANGE IT!#PLS HAVE A GREAT DAY ;W; <3 #♔ || queue.

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jeoseungsaja · 2 years

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👤+ the black knight 🙃 ( for hyuk, pls forgive me- )

@ofgentleresolve ♚ relationship building

👤+ a muse name for my muse’s opinion on that muse (with the other muse/mun’s permission).

He’s going through some digital files, staring at laptop’s screen as a long, tired sigh leaves the detective’s lips. The vague clicking of mouse can be heard, as well as the haphazard typing. The light on his office has gone dull, cheap illumination barely hanging on, but it’s not something he’s fixed just yet. No time.

A moment of silence, nothing really comes out of him in the beginning. Hand slips away from mouse; palm lazily falling onto his desk.

“What do you want me to say? That he’s brave and so alluringly mysterious? Just like everyone says he is? Maybe I should cite a few things reporters and journalists have written about him, that’d be easier than me coming up with something; I have plenty of articles saved. All I have to do is whip one out.”

Eyes are still glued to the screen; the reflection on his eyes shows that the content on his device has changed due to shifting of colors.

“’Vigilante in town: Is this the return of justice?’, ‘Justice in the hands of a mysterious shadow’, ‘Should we trust someone we’ve never truly seen?’”

It becomes obvious that he’s reading different headlines, excerpts that vaguely speak of the Black Knight. No real, clear footage has ever been delivered or caught, leaving vigilante within safe anonymity. There’s even theories about him not being able to do all of this just by himself -- either that or he’s a very meticulous player. All of these notes are merely fables; most of them written to feed people with rumors they can be excited about.

If only they knew he’s met the Black Knight face to face. He’s met his sword face to face, too. And yes, sure...he could’ve gone to the media and report this. But who would’ve believed him, a detective who’s lost the plot after a failed case?

“He’s good at what he does, it shows. Skilled. Rumors come and go but he still keeps his real identity safe somehow. Stubborn. Very stubborn, won’t let anything or anyone get in the way of what he’s pursuing. Which...is why he’s on my tail right now. It’s...funny, though. He keeps sending warnings instead of...permanently getting rid of me. And why is that? Is it because he’s too kind? Because he has a heart? Because underneath that ridiculous hat and Darth Vader voice, there’s someone who has pity on this detective, who’s gone obsessed over finding out the truth behind his best friend’s death?”

A dry chuckle reverberates.

“Not so kind, though. He’s said some things that make me want to choke him. Punch him until I can’t do it anymore. I don’t care about the things he knows or thinks about me. But then he talks about Patrick and I---”

Hand atop desk turns into a loose fist.

“He should just let me be. I don’t know why he keeps coming to my office unannounced. I don’t know why he keeps prodding. I don’t know why he comes and then goes away without...a reason in particular. It’s almost as if he’s keeping an eye on me. For what? I’m not as skilled as he is, I’m just sourly determined. He could be way ahead of me and yet he stops just to be here. I don’t understand him.”

A pause.

“I guess, after all, he really is a mystery. And yet...I don’t know. There’s something there.”

#ofgentleresolve #♔ || verse three (arc two).#♔ || alternate universe (the black knight).#Me: I'm gonna keep these short #Also me after writing these asks out: Why are you the way you are #I MEAN COMPARED....TO USUAL LENGTH THESE ARE SORTA SHORT? IDEK ANYMORE PLS TAKE THIS LOVELY FERRE #I HOPE THIS IS OKAY??? I HOPE I DIDN'T MISINTERPRET ANYTHING FROM PATRICK'S VERSE OR THE PERSPECTIVE YOU HAVE ABOUT Y'KNOW #HOW PATRICK HANDLES THINGS AND THE EXISTENCE OF ARTICLES THAT VAGUELY SPEAK OF HIS VIGILANTE PERSONA??#BUT IF THERE'S!! If there's something wrong or maybe something you want me to change LMK AND I WILL CHANGE IT #Thank you so much for sending this in C:!!!!!#Hyuk is like: I don't know if I detest him or I tolerate him or what's going on hE'S CONFUSING #as if Hyuk wasn't confusing himself lmao #(cries in PAIN (TM))#Hope you're doing great Ferre!!!#♔ || queue.

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jeoseungsaja · 2 years

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@ofgentleresolve ♚ sent ‘⊕’ for an aesthetic graphic.

Patrick Myungdae Grace & Lee Hyuk (Black Knight Version) “Truth cannot promise to leave you unscarred. It is a map of every blade held. Are you sure you’re ready to unveil it?”

#ofgentleresolve #♔ || verse three (arc two).#♔ || alternate universe (the black knight).#♔ || edits.#You said 'either University!Hyurick or Black Knight Verse'#and what I read was 'University!Hyurick AND Black Knight Verse GOT IT UwU'#IUWHEIDUWHDKASHDIUWEH #Also I was today years old when I learned that I cannot edit top hats on people please forgive me -- I tried IWUEHDIUWEDH #BUT I HOPE THIS IS OKAY AND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!! :D #Thank you so much for sending this in Ferre!!! C:#even though I wept making this because THE PAIN (tm) this arc/AU brings pLEASE I-#this verse really said: No mercy on y'all #IWUHEDIUWEHD #Have a wonderful day my friend!!!#♔ || queue.

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jeoseungsaja · 2 years

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His leg is aching today, which isn’t too unusual in and of itself, but it does feel like a bad omen. Turns out Patrick’s right when he sees his dear friend walking on the same sidewalk in the opposite direction. This can’t possibly end well. Hiding isn’t an option here. Running or turning in the opposite direction aren’t options either if he wants to keep a low profile. Patrick lets out a sharp breath; he’ll have to bite the bullet. Tightening his grip around his cane, he maintains his previous pace and a mellow expression, eyes averted as he passes by Hyuk. Please don’t notice. Please don’t notice. Please don’t notice. At the end of the sidewalk, Patrick turns the corner. He made it; hopefully, Hyuk wasn’t paying too much attention, but somehow that feels like a pipe dream. Two spheres clang on the sidewalk- poof.

And here Rook insisted he didn’t need to carry the smoke bombs around. ( black knight au?? sorry hyuk, but you're not hallucinating i swear!! also hi friend, have a wonderful day!! )

@ofgentleresolve ♚what was that?

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“Yah! How many times do I have to tell you? Focus on the information I asked of you instead of asking if I already ate---are you my mom?!”

He’s on the phone, mobile device stuck to his ear as he makes a face that resembles frustration. A rough sigh leaves him; free hand rubbing a side of countenance whilst trying to calm himself down. He knows it’s out of care, he knows it...but somehow it stings when fond words come out of anyone these days, as if scared to take them; frightened he’ll reach out and they’ll become nothing but emptiness. You have to rely on someone these days, Hyuk. Doing things alone won’t do you good. Ugh, he’s about to have a headache; long legs still taking him to desired location...though he might make a stop at a convenience store as to not worry the person on the other line.

He pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Just...keep working, alright? This is important. If you get any other lead, let me know. I’ll see you when I do. No, I don’t...think it’s a good idea for me to go there. Just call me or text me, okay? If it’s too important, we’ll arrange a meeting. Okay. Bye.”

Phone slides into the pocket of his coat when call ends, eyes suddenly lifting and catching the brief glimpse of a figure passing nearby. He doesn’t think much of it, really; considers this as one of those encounters with strangers that go on opposite ways. But then, he happens to drop his gaze, take a peek on something that looks like an elongated stick --- a cane. Such detail catches his attention, but he doesn’t really pursue anything until the sound of something falling on concrete makes him look over his shoulder.

Original view’s replaced by a curtain of smoke. Hyuk stops on his tracks, lips falling lightly agape whilst watching swirls rising and then slowly disappearing. He blinks and then looks around him as to see if somebody else’s witnessing the same thing he is, but he notices that no one’s to be found; emptiness resonating through. Not even that stranger with the cane is around anymore.

Wait. Didn’t...?

He frowns; hand scratching the back of his head, the other hand shielding his eyes from dense vapor as to see better. Is he imagining things? Is he dealing with hallucinations due to hours without sleeping? You’d think he’d continue on his way, go for a bottle of water or drink some coffee as to revitalize his senses and somewhat relax; dismiss the whole thing and continue burying his nose in documents and files back at his office.

But what does he do instead?

He goes toward the smoke. Why is he feeling a little dizzy?

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#ofgentleresolve #♔ || interaction (patrick).#♔ || alternate universe (the black knight).#♔ || verse three (arc two).#SMH AT HYUK #Of course he would IWUHDIUWEDH #Not saying he realized that it's Patrick or anything of the sort (he has no idea and it makes me wEEP---)#but if he sees something SUS of course he'll go after it instead of saying ENOUGH #He'll probably try to see where the smoke's coming from #And if the smoke bombs left any trail (maybe the little empty spheres?) he'll pick it up and send it for examination WIEUDHUEDH #BUT ALSO???? THIS MADE ME THINK---#I'm about to ramble I apologize IWHEDIUWHD #WHAT IF????????#Say...Patrick's team (along with Patrick) realize that just throwing smoke bombs out there wouldn't be too safe #(especially if Patrick be tossin' them when he wants to avoid a situation like this one LMAO)#if someone were to retrieve the empty carcass of said bombs #maybe they'd try to find its origins and such? Something along those lines? I mean if someone were to try really hard---#SO UH...hypothetically speaking #what if Patrick had another of those odd conversations with Lexine about smoke bombs and the possibility of making a carcass that dissolves #as soon as the smoke is out #Lexine: well it can be done...but why are you---#IWHEIDWEHDIH #NOT THAT this idea has to be followed at all but just wanted to throw it out there ;W;#As a side-note: I was going to mention Hyuk catching a glimpse of //Chucks// but that'd totally make him stop and try to look up again #Hyuk at anything that remotely reminds him of Patrick: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#I'll just go cry thank you #ALSO HELLO THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN!!! Loved replying to it :D I HOPE MY REPLY'S OKAY!#Let me know if you need me to change anything!#Have a wonderful day as well my friend!!! C:#♔ || queue.

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jeoseungsaja · 2 years

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hyuk, i have a question for you: once you get to the truth behind the case of Patrick Grace, what, uh, comes next? ( black knight au?? i give u sweetness but now it's time for pain 🙃 )

@ofgentleresolve ♚ what’s next, indeed?

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What’s written in his future is shut tight; a book closed with a strong lock. His mind’s been so utterly crowded with every piece of possible evidence; with every fragment of articles made five years ago and notes upon notes saved in stacks within a drawer. There’s a dense fog that doesn’t let him see beyond it; blocked by the need to solve this conundrum which took his best friend’s life. As of right now, he’s trapped in a world where the truth hasn’t been unfolded. But once it does...what happens, then?

What is he going to do? Where is he going to go?

A hand runs through long hair; creating a disarray which reflects his tiredness even more. Fingers of opposite palm latch themselves onto a pen, swaying it back and forth as if suddenly bothered by question posed. There’s that ‘tick, tick, tick’ of pen’s tip hitting desk in an almost rhythmical pattern; unexpectedly coming to a halt after a second of sighing.

“Patrick’s name will be cleared, justice will be served; the people responsible for this will get what they deserve. That’s what’s going to happen next, once I get to the truth. As for myself...”

Moment of dispirited thought invades him; clutching onto the pen even tighter. Yes, the truth will bring justice, it’ll clear Patrick’s name --- perhaps even his own name. The rumors of Hyuk losing the plot might diminish; maybe he’ll even receive apologies he doesn’t need or actually expect. But will this bring peace to his soul? Enough to let everything fully go and move onto something else? The wounds of loss are still very much present and he feels that not even time will fully clear them. Not that they should disappear completely --- he has to learn to leave with them, just like he’s lived with other blemishes of past.

“Uh...I don’t know. Maybe I’ll...get...”

Get Patrick’s favorite tea to celebrate in his honor; maybe I’ll go to the beach we planned to visit but couldn’t. Perhaps I’ll just sit near that Bungeoppang stand and remember what we did together and what we couldn’t do. Or...maybe my body will give in for once and sleep for days on end until the battery’s fully charged. Maybe I won’t have any nightmares once that time comes due to how tired I feel. Maybe---

“I’ll just keep working. There will be more cases to attend after this one. There aren’t any pauses on this job. Have my hands full on another case, that’s...what comes next.”

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#ofgentleresolve #♔ || verse three (arc two).#♔ || alternate universe (the black knight).#I'll be drowning in my tears in case you need me---#IWUEHDKASJHDIWUEHDIHED #FERRE COMING TO MY INBOX WITH A DOSE OF PAIN #HYURICK IN THIS VERSE IS PURE HEARTACHE (TM) CURRENTLY WIEUHDUWEDH #AND HONESTLY HE??? Hyuk doesn't know what's going to happen next since he's so STUBBORN with his focus about revealing the truth #All he knows is that he wants to get there no matter what 😭 LEE HYUK PLEASE CATCH A BREATH AT LEAST---#Hyuk's just: Can't Stop Won't Stop #there's also a part of him that doesn't keep a bold hope for the future since he's aware he's going around dangerous fields #So who knows what's going to happen to him #Self-Preservation Not Found =A=#SOMEONE SLAP SOME SENSE INTO HIM #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN DEAR FERRE (EVEN IF IT HURT IWUEHDWIEHD)#I HOPE MY REPLY'S OKAY ;W; IF YOU'D LIKE ME TO CHANGE ANYTHING DO LET ME KNOW PLS #HAVE A FANTASTIC DAY <3 #I also need a tag for them in this verse IWUEHDUIEWHD pLS HOLD WHILE I THINK OF ONE---#♔ || queue.

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jeoseungsaja · 2 years

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“I want to ( shake/stab/hug ) you.” Maybe he’ll pick one or maybe he’ll try all three who knows 🤔 ( for hyuk from the black knight?? maybe if we break the fourth wall for moment?? honestly i just wanted to send this- 😂 )

@ofgentleresolve ♚ from x.

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“Hug me? So you first inflict pain on others and then you hug them? What kind of...hero are today’s kids looking up to? You think a hug is going to solve the problem? Heal the wounds? Pay for my future hospital bills instead, you...weird rendition of Darth Vader.”

He knows the other’s against him, may it be for the fierce stubbornness he carries about not getting out of the way or something else, so why even open the opportunity for...embracing him? A strange chill runs up his spine; making shoulders lightly quiver as he stares at the Black Knight and those eyes that keep themselves hidden under that detailed, noir mask. He could easily blend into a masquerade party if he wanted to, Hyuk guesses.

“I don’t need your hugs.”

His voice turns a bit quiet; frowning. Sure, he could’ve said something about the whole shaking and stabbing, too, but aren’t those actions he supposedly deserves for being a boulder in the Black Knight’s journey? Hyuk’s being a bullheaded blotch stuck to a window, the kind that you can’t get rid of no matter how many products you use to eliminate it. He’s determined to get to the bottom of this, no matter if he reaches the finish line in pieces. So, in a way, he can understand the first two...but hugging? For what purpose?

He wonders if the Black Knight’s okay. Why should he even care, anyway? And the more he tries to stare at the other’s obscure gaze, the more it stings.

“Get out of here, you’re probably drunk or something. You can come fight me tomorrow, whatever. You already know how to get in, anyway; can’t do much about it even if I try to change the lock. Just go.”

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#ofgentleresolve #♔ || verse three (arc two).#♔ || alternate universe (the black knight).#What even was this response I'm WIEDHUWEDHIUWDH #Me: THIS IS GOING TO BE FUNNY #Also me: why did this lowkey hurt instead #'I don't need your hugs' that's because you don't know it's Patrick you duMB---WEIUHDKDHIUWEHDIEUDH #NOT THAT THIS??? Has to be a canon part of this AU IWHEDIWHED #like you said --- this can certainly be us breaking the fourth wall UwU #JUST FOR FUNSIES #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN FERRE :D #I hope the reply's okay!! If not let me know and I can definitely change things!!!#♔ || queue.

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