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*    guess who remembered their password!

*    something something about needing excuses to be in close proximity to each other something something about how intimate yoga can be something something about how personal that is

﹋﹋    ݃ ┊͙ re: @eteifania    ᝪ      “even if you don’t see it yourself,     THEY CHOSE YOU FOR A REASON,     you know,”     [     it’s a rare free afternoon for the duo,     spent doing nothing more than lounging about the dorm     (a much needed break)     —     the aroma of coffee that follows tommy everywhere he goes has gently clouded within the four walls of the apartment,     tickling the noses of the current occupants,      and steaming up the glasses of the idol as he cradles a mug in his hands.     tommy yun looks up at allume’s leader from where he’s situated himself on the floor,     back against his low-rise bed and surrounded by a skewed comforter.     his head tilts to the side,     black hair brushing against perennially inquisitive eyes.     ]     “the truth is that everyone needs a little help sometimes,     even wizards     ..     there’s no shame in asking for it,     ae ra-hyung.”     (i just wish he knew how.)     “like earlier.     you looked so wound up you looked like you might explode.     that’s why we’re taking a break.     right?”     [     he doesn’t bother pausing for a response.     ]      “right.     i've noticed     —     *aish,*     all you magic people seriously push yourselves way too hard     —     ”

₂,     [     the plush of tommy’s lower lip pulls itself between front teeth,     the action itself and the furrowing of his dark brows hopefully conveying those words unspoken as his forehead finds a home against his knee;     I’M SORRY,     THANK YOU.     i’m lucky to have you.     ]     “yeah, i’m pretty fucking lucky, aren’t i ..?”

﹋﹋    ݃ ┊͙ re₁: @deadboyinc    ᝪ      “haah,     innocent?     YOU?     hey, dilli, why don’t you just slap me right now so i can wake up from whatever twisted dream i’m having, eh?     i don’t remember falling asleep, but i guess i needed it..”     [     tommy’s stomach has already sunken six feet under,     carrying the weight only a guilty party could bear,     and he wonders if his attempt to mask it in bickering is to any avail at all.     tommy’s used to hearing secrets,     even keeping them     —     but through it all, they’re never his own.     (except this once)     how could he have even caught wind?     as the middle kid in a trio of siblings,     as the support in a party of supernaturals,     had he grown too comfortable flying below the radar?     by the time the off-duty-barista has snapped out of his reverie, dillion’s already made himself comfortable next to tommy’s spot on his bed, that timid little smile twisting his gut more than a mischievous smirk ever could.     ]     “don’t —      *yah* —     don’t look at me like that ..     what are these?”     (i don’t even need to ask.)     [     color drains from the idol’s face faster than he can blink but his ears suddenly burn red,     heart-shaped lips parting in protest as he peers down his thick-framed glasses.     it’s impossible,     he had checked both his flanks all night,     kept ae ra as an emergency hotline,     even forced his date to interlock pinkies,     sworn to secrecy for both their sakes —     he had taken every precaution and somehow still set himself up.     ]     “..”     (he’s right, you know. YOU GOT LUCKY. what were you thinking, risking the team like that? isn't it selfish? after all they've done for you, tommy, is this how you're going to go back and repay—)     “ah, but how did these even get out ..?     it was seriously just one—”     (one dinner, yeah. two, maybe.)

[   dillion doesn't want to think about how that kind of publicity would affect him,  nor does he want to witness the aftermath.  it unnerves him,   shakes him to the core—   and that's his reason for coming here now,   in finally using his misfortune for something good instead of fucking someone over again.   he slides a stack of seemingly inconsequential photos across the table, printed out in the best quality this city had to offer .. !  at least,  that's what it said on the back of each one.  when he first received the pictures (  in oh - so - discreet packaging  ),  he wasn't sure what to make of most of the shots,  but now?  he knows exactly what they are.  and he knows the danger behind the implications of every single one of them.   ]    SAY,  TOM-TOMS,   y' been on any dates lately?   wrong answers only.   (  ..  )   /aish/,   you're so fucking lucky i know these people..   

cafe nerd♡  [03:40]    ›   i do insist — seriously, i promise. it’s been a while since i last saw you anways
            cafe nerd♡  [03:42]    ›   does meeting around 6pm work? i get off at 5 but dillion texted me there’s been an emergency,
            cafe nerd♡  [03:42]    ›   i’d bet you my entire paycheck that the fire alarms went off again
            cafe nerd♡  [03:43]    ›   but hey, i’m really excited too. i mean it. <3

sunshine [03:34]    ›    ah, but only if you insist, alright? you know i don't mind either way (⁠ ⁠´⁠◡⁠‿⁠ゝ⁠◡⁠`⁠)
            sunshine [03:35]    ›    and yeah, that's the place! 
            sunshine [03:36]    ›    i hear their soup is killer too..   i'm seriously excited for this
            sunshine [03:37]    ›   aaaannndd i'm looking forward to seeing you later too <3

cafe nerd♡  [03:30]    ›   anywhere’s good with me, you (@siIversun) know i’m not too picky about those kinds of things as long as it's edible —
            cafe nerd♡  [03:31]    ›   the place across town with the dumplings? it looked cute :)
            cafe nerd♡  [03:33]    ›   hey, but let me treat this time, ok? you did last time, so it's only fair..