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[Kyungsoo on a date]

Kyungsoo: So what do you think of Kim Jongin?

Them: I only like him for his abs.

Kyungsoo: *pulls out gun*

Incorrect Kaisoo


Kyungsoo: I want to be like a caterpillar. Sleep a lot. Eat a lot. Wake up beautiful.

Jongin: You know most of them have a lifespan of about a week, right?

Kyungsoo: That’s just another highlight.

kim-jonginism: Omg im here to request, idk if you’ve done either one of these, you dont have to do both, one or the other works, but could you do a fallen angel! Jongin or elf! Jongin (but like the elves from lotr), ive always loved your headcanons so preferably a headcanon of either one of these

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✿he never got a chance to go to earth and carry out angel duties

✿he was sent to hell for rebelling at a young age

✿he has no wings at all 

✿they were completely destroyed on his banishment 

✿all that’s left are two huge scars on his shoulder blades

✿it took him a while to get used to not having them 

✿he stayed in hell most of the time

✿he didn’t see any need to travel anywhere when everything he needed was there

✿but when he heard about how fun earth was and how humans were easy to mess with he had to check it out 

✿he’s very quick to pick up on the fact that the other agents go for the bigger sins 

✿those take too long

✿so he tackles the smaller ones

✿like eating an extra portion of food

✿or premarital sex 

✿or getting a tattoo

✿or crossing the road on a red light

✿that’s his favourite 

✿you can see him on the daily running across roads with his little band of traffic heathens 

✿he is stunning so it’s easy to get people to follow and listen to him 

✿small things add up very quickly

✿you can commit 349289 small sins a day 

✿you can normally only get one big one in period 

✿he has a little bucket list of sins he wants to make people commit

✿he commits a lot while he’s there

✿he sees something he likes while windowshopping and he’ll snatch it 

✿that’s how his wardrobe if full of luxury brand clothing 

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