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// Currently I'm a tad sickish (coughing the soul out of my body and just a little bit dying but else I'm fine-), but I'll still try to write finally. I still have Saeran asks to reply for his birthday.

Sorry for the long wait T _ T

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He's gonna fight her with his hands if she doesn't come back right now and EXPLAIN.

Appears once a year to confuse her brother then vanishes before anything can make any sense ~

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@diverse-hearts asked: "I know he can be a lot to handle at times...but he's just excited to celebrate with you...", Vandy smile lightly as he handed a bag over to Saeran, "Anyways here, happy birthday. least you don't drive me as crazy...though you do have your own quirks too..." Inside was a new phone, a portable music player with headphones and a small box of ice cream cone shaped cup cakes. He felt as though Saeran could use the update - and some privacy from his brother from time to time too.

Saeran still hadn't confirmed Vanderwood's true role in his brother's life. He knew that he had been in the same agency - given, the brown haired man had kidnapped him once accidentally after all. But what was he now? A normal maid? Just somebody who took care of that sloth? Eyes in the unnatural color of mint starred at Vanderwood for a long time as if unsure whatever to trust him or not. Though, he did have proven to be the most normal person in this bunker, unlike Saeyoung and himself.

"I just don't understand how he could be so enthuastic for such day.", the man who's hair was still white to that time answered. Fingertips gliding over the edge of the bag, unsure if he could truly accept it. It felt more than wrong and he waited for the other man to lash out in any moment, if he were to accept the bag. Because so far, he had been always stuck with people who seemed to enjoy lashing out on him for everything he did. His mother, his savior - Vanderwood and even his brother had yet to show their true faces. He was waiting for it every day, every second and it made him feel on edge that they still hadn't gotten angry about him for simply existing.

"Had he always been like this on our birthday?"

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@diverse-hearts asked: Saeyoung is going to throw his arms around his brothers shoulders and SQUEEZE tightly, before showering his little brother with kisses, "Happy birthday!" Birthday of the Choi twins!

Make him go away, make him go away, make him go away.

Part of him wanted to hit his brother's head with an elbow, but with the way his shoulders were held, there was no way he could do anything. He doubted that his brother would even truly feel it, given that Saeran was still thinner and more frail than him. So instead he just stood there, arms crossed in front of his chest and ignoring his brother like he was nothing but an annoying fly sitting on his shoulder. Hand raising as if he foresaw what his twin was about to do, in order to push his face away to avoid his face getting any closer. Awful, disgusting, where was that weird maid when he was needed?

"I hate it already.", he murmured, while looking away from his brother in order to hide the slight shift of the corner of his lips, that slowly were pulled upwards into a weak smile. It felt so strange that they could actually celebrate their birthday. Together, without having to fear their mother's punishment.

"Let go of me, you smell.".

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// Guess who got into MysMes again.

Yup, its your Sock truly :) FOENXODB.

So, expect an unexpected raise of muse of Sehun and Saeran (it's been 84 years).

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Oh my, dirty! So disgraceful! I falsify it all

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"I hypnotized her.", was his only, short answer to it.

Of course he didn't. Truthfully, Sehun wouldn't even know how it worked. He guessed the bath just used up all the energy the child had. He even had to change his shirt because the little girl just splashed water all around earlier - and he just let her do so. It was a challenge to get her cleaned like this, but at least there was no yelling, screaming or biting. That girl really must hate bathing time sometimes... or maybe it was just boring to her? He had absolutely no clue when it came to such things, surprisingly.

"Not needy, just enjoying the feeling of trying to annoy my favorite girl.", he spoke dryly - he really tried to get under her skin just in order to see that expression. However, the blonde then smiled.

"Don't call our child stinky!", she'd called out with a small laugh as he'd walked out from the room, Ashley returning to her work with more motivation now. Once Sehun was back, there was a very high chance that he'll pout for attention, so it was best that she got as much done as she could and finish the rest off in the morning if needed. It was the least she could do for the man after he'd faced such a horror show. Still, she found herself smiling, scrolling over the designs on her screen with the artist eye she'd always had, a small hum coming from her lips as she leaned in and changed a few small details. Perhaps she was a little bit of a perfectionist at times too - a trait she shared with her brother.

"Wow, you managed to get her off to sleep so quickly? Daddy really must have the special touch", she smirked softly as Sehun walked over to where she sat, laughing a little at the pokes to her side, her free hand lightly hitting his fingers away as she typed quickly with the other, "Okay! Okay! Just let me save this - there we go", she laughed, placing the laptop on the nearby coffee table, before leaning up and giving her love a gentle kiss.

"You can be so needy", she teased, "But I suppose I can be the same"

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// Gonna focus on my sweet, insane boy today for his birthday :)) (and gotta spam bro bro with birthday asks too).

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🔒📱😷

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"Yes, yes, next time we listen to your big brain energy.", the tone in his voice suggested otherwise.

Sehun just swatted with his hand into Saeran's direction like he was an annoying fly buzzing around. Well, right now he wished the fellow man - boy? Personalitywise he felt more like a boy - was just merely a fly. They buzzed and sat and annoyed, but at least they couldn't talk. His expression showed clearly that he cared little about the words of the other one. Though, he tried to be nice to Saeran or well, let's say nicer. A little bit - which had to be enough for now.

Stuffing his hands into the pocket of his black pants, the blonde man just looked into another direction, thinking his part about this all. Seven was lucky that Sehun loved him, else he'd be at least thirty steps away from this douchbag. Just as he thought that, the blonde almost ran into the younger Choi-twin, the sudden reaction causing him to look into the same direction.

"What? Do you now having things against the prim- oh.", the male massaged the bridge of his nose when he realized what it was that alarmed the other one. "Not so good."

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“Keep your voice down! People are starting to stare.” { Sehun and Saeran }

anger (management) starters

"Oh wow I didn't realise you cared so much about other people's feelings!". God give him the strength not to strangle this asshole! He only put up with him as it was due to him dating his brother, or he'd never want to see his ugly mutt again! And why was it that he kept being stuck with Sehun anyway? It was obvious to anyone that they didn't get along, and given their shared history, was that really going to change anytime soon? They'd both made one another's life rather hellish...but maybe Saeran had been a little worse. "If you just listened and went in the direction that I told you to then we wouldn't be wondering around lost like this!". He looked as though he was about to walk over and strike him in some manner, but instead he'd frozen in place, staring at a nearby screen with wide eyes as his father's voice filled the air, but it was the background that had caused him to freeze. It was close to the bunker, too close given how far out in the middle of nowhere it happened to be. "...tell me I'm just seeing things..."

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happy birthday, twins choi <3

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Sehun bit back the question of when the other male had secretly moved in here anyway. Was he drunk on that day? Not that he minded the other one around, but this was a one-room apartment - with a loft above their heads for the bed. But had he seen the smallness of his kitchen? The blonde really had to wonder how someone could feel comfortable enough in there to store their cup noodles (and how he had done it without Sehun really realizing).

With a sigh, the book was 'accidentally' dropped on the carpet underneath the chair, the 'thug'-sound it made barely noticable. Sehun didn't even make any afford to reach for it, instead he looked on the ceiling.

"One page from throwing this book into the next corner, lay on the floor and hold a dramatic speech about why studying this should be consideres as a torture."

At least he was truthful. He said something else, but by then he had stuffed the chocolate bar back into his mouth and his words only came out muffled. His lunch. Or was it dinner?

His meal. It was his meal.

"Would you rather I attempted to cook in your kitchen?". He gave him a slight smirk as though daring to let him try - though he wasn't in a hurry to burn Sehun's place down. He rather liked it here. Even on days like this where they'd sit mainly in silence pouring over medical books. Least they had each other to go through this torture with.

"Maybe we should finish this chapter then go out for something to eat...the fresh air would do us good and...chocolate is not a meal". His noodles had to be a little better than eating so much sugar, right? To look at them, you'd never guess that they were students, nevermind medical students.

"I'm three pages from the end. What about you?"

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"What will help you see the truth?"

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@diverse-hearts asked: “Do you have a deathwish or something? Jesus!” - Vanderwood / Saeran

"Wouldn't happen to grant it, would you?", there wasn't anything in his tone that suggested that he wished to die - knowing that his brother would (annoyingly) know long before he would utter a word about it. So of course his question was more theoratical than practical. The more he knew, the better. Just in case he'd reconsider his choices - no, this thought had to vanish before the red head would catch on to it. Ah, why was it so annoying to live under the same roof as those two?

"I'm sure you know just as good as I, that this wouldn't start nor end well." - besides, Vanderwood didn't look like somebody who reveal himself as some secret genie. Death would perhaps be his... no, definitely not his first wish (he definitely had to stop thinking this, it would only prove to end up as an annoyance).

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Saeran stared at Dez with a blank expression, wondering for a moment if she had gone crazy perhaps. To put cheese and sweet into the same sentence simply did not make sense to him and to ask him, out of all people, to trust somebody (even if it was her) sounded rather wrong to him too. However, Dez had proven often enough that she could be trusted. Slightly. Not to hundred percentage, not even close, but it wasn't a zero neither. Perhaps it would be a ten - or an eleven.

"I will think about trying it.", it at least wasn't a no, nor a 'you just want to give me food poisoning'-kind of answer. Which, to him, was good enough. It did show that he didn't fully distrust her weird sense of cheese-taste, didn't it? The red-head didn't show it openly, but interacting with people normally was still a rather large difficulty to him. At least, while she was with her, he didn't have to spend time with his brother - that was, in his mind, the only idea why he at least tried.

"I warn you forwardly though that I won't like it.", as - once again - cheese did not seem to fit with cake. At all. Actually, it sounded more like a food crime (since living with his brother he was sure that such things existed) than anything else.

"I'll have to admit.. I don't know why when the ingredient is cream cheese it's just called a cheese cake, probably for simplicity sake but.." She grinned. "I promise it's delicious. What if I made you a cheese cake one of these days, would you try it?" She hoped he trusted her a little bit by this point. "It's not cheese flavored. I promise you. It's sweet. It's.. like a normal cake.. sort of." She grinned and leaned closer and looked up at him with those warm eyes. "Trust me? Please?"

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// Because of the Choi twins having birthday in around two days, I'll focus a bit on my tomato-boy/not-always-so-tomato-boy this week c:

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Was it okay to thank an archon that wasn't his own? Questions like this were one of the few he had no answers to. Usually it didn't take a long time to grow adjusted to a world, but this one was different in every way possible. He thought for a while, tried to figure out if people from another nations had ever thanked another archon. But every belief towards the archons was different. "Home isn't defined by where you are born, but where you feel comfortable enough to stay.", he soon came to answer with a tone in his voice, that was too meak for his own taste. Those were words he had only said to his sister so far, whenever he tried to find comfort into finding a new home.

In some way, he could understand Eiji therefore.

"I don't know anymore when we started traveling.", the blonde realized quietly, eyes casted towards the sky above them. But no star was to be seen on the sky, heavy with those rainy clouds. In amber eyes there was mild panic, that within seconds got exchanged with his usual, soft expression. As if the panic had been nothing more but a phantom that had never existed in first place.

"So it should be okay to thank an archon that isn't your own. So far, I haven't heard of anything that forbids it."

He gave a slow nod as he listened to what Aether had to say, the soft sound of the rain falling against their thin barrier now feeling somewhat comforting. Glancing at Aether, he gave a small shake of his head. He didn't usually find himself with enough free time to be allowing for these type of selfish moments - but now that his sister was safe, he had a lot more time on his hands. And that should make him happy - but when his entire life had centred around looking for Taru, he found himself at a loss on what he should be doing now. This wasn't even his homeland - yet his vision was shaped as though he belonged here. Did he? Did he truly belong anywhere?

"...I'm not from here. I've been travelling a lot from a very young age, and I have to agree with what you say. Mondstadt is pretty calm compared to the others, and the winds always feel rather welcoming too...though is it right to feel relaxed in a nation that is not my home? Is it okay to thank an Archon...that isn't my own?". He laughed lightly, shaking his head once more. Compared to the traveller, his own issues must seem so trivial. He knew that Aether was searching for his sister, and felt it would be rude to bring up his own, even if that happened to be what was racing through his mind at the moment.