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christian thought that buying flowers for haeju might cheer him up a little, considering that he was feeling down last night. he had no idea what kind of flowers he should buy, he also had little to no knowledge about them but someone at the flower shop would probably help him when they see how desperate he looks. he opens the door and enters the shop, sweet scent of flowers already filling his nostrils. he already feels frustrated enough by looking at all of them, there is no way he can choose one which means he will either get help or end up buying 10 different flowers.’’yeah, i want a flower.’’ he turns back to see the owner of the voice which sounded a little too familiar to him. ‘’i think—’’ he doesn’t expect to see takeshi, his first love, standing in front of him with a friendly smile.’’oh,hey. it’s been a long time. right? pre-made? uhm can you make something unique? wait —’’ there it is again, talking nonsense when he feels embarrassed or stressed.’’i’m sorry — hi. h-how have you been? you look good. no,not good. great. you look amazing.’’

takeshi had opened the flower shop’s doors about 3 hours ago and already he has an entire wedding that he has to figure out the arrangements for. while that may have been stressful to others takeshi was happy to have work and to be doing something that he loved. he sat at his work area, sketching a few ideas, when suddenly the bell above the door to his shop jingles. takeshi looks up and greets the customer, “hey, can i help you with anything?” takeshi’s demeanor is relaxed, he knows customers don’t really like someone who hovers over them when looking at flowers. it’s supposed to be a simple experience, most people come looking for flowers for emotionally filled things anyways like weddings, love confessions, graduations, funerals. he doesn’t want to appear overbearing, though he is laid back even without considering all of that. “we have pre-made stuff, on the table in the middle, but i can always make you something unique.”

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truth be told, getting over christian wasn’t something that had been easy for haeju, and he knows he isn’t fully over the other. just as he knows there’s a possibility that he’ll never fully be over christian or the relationship that they’d once had. however, if the other were to talk about someone else — about having feelings for someone other than haeju, he’d understand. “it’s… i don’t know if he does or doesn’t, chris. we uh — we don’t really talk about things like that and it was never supposed to be what it is. or at least, what it is for me.” he explains quietly, gaze falling to his feet as a small frown pulls on his lips. “oh stop that! there’s probably a few people in mulberry that can’t stand me and my annoying ass self. which is understandable.” he replies with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders, pressing another kiss to christian’s cheek in return for the one the other places on the top of his hand. “that’s not true either, babe. i fucked up, i let my stupid friends dictate what i did back then and it — it was dumb of me. i should have put my foot down, should have kept my phone. should have just…. called you.” he breathes out, chewing on the bottom of his lip before the pout returns once more. “you are absolutely no fun whatsoever! you can’t just threaten to spank me and then tell me i only get two kisses!!” he pouts, his tone slightly whiny as he does so. “if i hurt myself in my own home, it’s my fault! hurry up old man, we don’t have all day.” haeju calls in a teasing tone, leaning against the counter once he’s entered the kitchen. “if you keep putting yourself down like this, i’m gonna have to kiss that out of you..”

'’look.’’ he pulls haeju closer by the arm.’’don’t ever feel like you can’t talk to me about someone else just because — you know. i think we will never not love each other but it doesn’t mean we can’t love someone else.’’ if christian could explain what he truly feels for haeju, he would. it is something more than just love, he deeply cares for the other and seeing him hurt by someone or even himself just makes his stomach churn.’’i don’t know the details but maybe this person doesn’t even know they love you back, yet. just give it time, if they do i ’m pretty sure you’ll know sooner or later.’’ christian pouts at what haeju says next. ‘’they probably can’t stand you because you’ve got a better ass than theirs.’’ he is pretty sure that no one at mulberry or in the world finds haeju annoying, and if they do they are probably crazy.’’can we stop talking about what happened? it happened and it’s not your fault. i’m gonna have to spank you for real if you don’t stop. and no, not in a sexual way.’’ he lets out a sigh and brings his middle and index finger together and kisses it and he places them on haeju’s lips.’’you’ve only got one kiss left now,baby.’’ a devilish smile appears on his face, knowing that haeju will start whining and get mad at him.’’i want to kiss you too,haeju. i think i always wanna kiss you but i’m not sure if that’s what you really want right now.’’

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olivia isn’t even sure what it is about christian that seems to have her wrapped around his finger without him even realizing it. sure, the thoughts in her mind were thoughts of her taking charge over the entire situation, he still somehow had her just as intrigued as he was over her. perhaps she’d need to act on those thoughts and feelings sooner than she expected. “oh?” she asks, taking another step towards him. “and if i were to be the one to make the first move? how would you react?” olivia asks, gently tugging at the hairs on the back of his neck as a slight smirk. the sigh that passes through his lips causes her brow to raise lightly. if she were honest with herself, she would know she’s completely forgotten about the real reason she’d shown up to his apartment at all. “you don’t have to know what to do right away, baby. you learn as time goes on.” olivia explains with a shrug of her shoulders, a small laugh falling from her lips. “considering you’re as responsive to me touching you as you are, trust me, i’ll be showing up at least twice a week — if not more.” she breathes out, turning to glance at him as he explains why his alcohol is in his room. though she’s quick to gently brush past him, purposely letting her hand drag across his back and waist as she does so to place herself on the end of christian’s bed. “what’s your poison? vodka, whiskey, tequila?”

''i guess we won’t know until you make the first move.’’ he knows the answer to her question very well, if she were to make the first move, christian would response back of course. it’s not like he doesn’t want it, he does, he just not brave enough to say it out loud.‘’good thing i’m a quick learner then.’’ looking her in the eye seems easier, now that he is sure she’s flirting back. christian doesn’t move at all for a second, enjoying the feeling of her hand dragging across his body. and when he can’t feel her touch anymore, he misses it immediately. he purposely stands in front of her when she sits down on his bed, making sure his knees touches hers softly.’‘vodka. but im down for anything.’‘ he kneels down in front of her, gently pushing her legs to left to reach the bottle of vodka under his bed. his hands linger on ankles as he finds the bottle as he speaks.’‘oh, by the way —’‘ he slowly, maybe it’s too slow he’ll admit, gets back up on his feet, his hands touching all the way up to her knees,’‘i would like you to teach me.’‘ he whispers before dropping himself next to her on the soft bed.’‘ you know, to teach me how not to be gentle.’‘

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she doesn’t know a lot about him, or well, a lot about most of the people that live in mulberry that she hadn’t had conversations with. so she isn’t sure what his ‘normal’ is, doesn’t know that he’s usually reserved and whatnot. but he doesn’t seem like that’s what he wants right now, and olivia can’t get enough of it. perhaps it was horrible of her, but the food that she’d brought for the two of them that currently sat on christian’s living room table was now the furthest thing from her mind. “what a shame.” olivia breathes out gently, eyebrow raising as she takes one small stop towards christian. “you’ve missed out on quite a bit of fun then, christian.” she continues, fingers lacing into the hair at the nape of his neck. he seems interested in what she’s saying, though of course, she isn’t going to push him if that’s not what he wants after all. however, she’s extremely intrigued by him, by how he was reacting towards her words and touches, how his eyes lock with hers before he admits that he’s ready to experience more. “i can’t make that choice for you, baby. but if you really are, i’d be glad and honored to be the one to show you.” there’s a certain air to her tone, a small smirk forming as his fingers find the back of her neck. it’s then that she turns her head, placing an open mouthed kiss to christian’s wrist, nipping at the skin ever-so-slightly before a soft smile returns to her features. “well then, i’ll start showing up more often i guess.” she giggles, quietly following christian down the hall. “you know, most people keep their alcohol in the kitchen.. but i can’t say i’m complaining. bedrooms are so much more comfortable.”

 if christian was brave enough, he would have already made the first move. at least that’s what he thinks being brave means, according to the movie’s he’s seen before. but he is not brave, he wishes he was though. he wishes he could just look her in the eye for more than two seconds without feeling like a complete mess. ’’looks like i did, or i ’m waiting for someone to make the first move.’’ he lets out a deep sigh as he feels olivia’s fingers between his hair, as if he’d been waiting for her to touch him. he cannot help but lean into her touch a little more. ‘’i am ready,i know i am it’s just —— i don’t know what to do. i literally have no idea.’’  his eyes search around to find something interesting to look at, at anything other than olivia when he sucks in a deep breath, expression of shock on his pale features. he tries so hard to keep a straight face — mostly because he doesn’t want to admit that a kiss on his wrists effected him this much.’’uh — yeah, i would love that.’’ he softly touches the skin where she just kissed.’’i usually wake up middle of the night and feel like i need a drink, which is exactly what i’m feeling like right now. i need a drink. or two.’’

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haeju’s intoxicated state causes him to giggle as he’s picked up once more, head instantly falling onto christian’s shoulder once more. “no, i — i know christian. it’s just, it’s complicated and well, i still… i still love you, but i —  i also think i love this person… so it’s just — complicated.” he breathes out, eyes fluttering shut for a moment. he doesn’t wanna talk about it, not right now. maybe eventually, when it hurts a little less. however, he’s content the second he’s in chris’ lap, hands gently resting the other’s sides. “you better not, you’re comfy.” haeju mumbles, pressing a kiss to the other’s collarbone. he knows he could fall asleep like this, he’s done it before.. fallen asleep on christian far more times than he can even count. “you say that as if i didn’t beg you to do that a bunch of times before now.” the male teases with a giggle, nuzzling his nose against christian’s neck. “i was horrible — i let peer pressure fuck up our relationship. but —” haeju says with a small sigh, nodding his head gently. “we are okay, yeah. i wouldn’t have let you carry me all the way up here and be in your lap if that wasn’t the case, baby.” he says, pulling back ever-so-slightly to press a kiss to the tip of christian’s nose. “just one singular kiss? that’s not fair.” haeju pouts, bottom lip jutting out in an overly dramatic fashion. “i don’t particularly like this deal. maybe i wanted more.” he teases, though he pulls himself off the other’s lap begrudgingly, instantly holding both hands out. “come — hot chocolate’s in the kitchen babe.” though he doesn’t wait for christian to get up, already starting to stumble his way towards where they keep the hot chocolate. “baaaaaabe hurry uppp.”

he knew this day would come eventually. haeju would fall for someone —— and no, christian is not mad, he’d fallen for someone else after haeju as well, and even though his feelings for haeju still remains and he will always love him, it’s time for both of them the move on for good.''well, if that person does not love you back, it’s their loss. and no worries,i still love you too.’’ he feels like he needs to assure haeju that it is okay, that he loves someone else because christian can’t help feel like haeju might feel guilty saying it.‘’i mean how could someone not love you? you are like the most lovable person i’ve ever met.’’ christian leaves a soft kiss on top of the other’s hand, can’t help but giggle at how cute haeju looks.‘’no,baby. my insecurities fucked us up, not you. not peer pressure.’’ he instantly scrunches his nose to tease him. ‘’you can’t always get what you want! okay, one kiss before you go to sleep and one more whenever you want it. but that’s it!’’ he leans forward to catch the other’s hands but before he can even reach it, haeju is already running away from him. ‘’ slow down! you’ll hurt yourself.’’ christian follows him into the kitchen, or more like he’s running to catch haeju if he falls.’’ you are still drunk and i’m slow.’’

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“mm, don’t wanna.” haeju mumbles out once more, placing a kiss to the side of christian’s neck gently. “just want you to hol’ me.. please.” he continues, tone soft and slurred ever-so-slightly. or well, not ever-so-slightly, it’s slurred and it’s because he’s wasted and getting more and more sleepy as time goes by. “i know but — i miss you…” it’s practically a whisper at this point, fingers lacing into chris’ hair lightly. it’s true, he does. probably more than he’d admit if he wasn’t as drunk as he was. “n-no, you don’t! i can walk.” he continues to pout, bottom lip jutting out even more than it already had. “ugh, why are you bein’ so m-mean to me?” haeju teases, though, he doesn’t stop the other from pulling him closer to christian’s body, the warmth flooding over him with a small, content sigh. “at this point, i don’t care if it does though, christian. i know it will, but — i.” the silver-haired male starts, running his hand through his hair as he leans to bury his face in chris’ chest. “i just wanna forget.” he mumbles out, though there’s a slight nod that follows his words as a way to answer christian’s question. there’s so many things that he wants to be able to say, wants to be able to get off his chest. but he doesn’t even know how to vocalize any of it at this point in time. nor does he fully understand what’s going on in his own head, or understand his feelings completely. he doesn’t really want to talk about it right now, though. “what happened to carrying me, huh.” haeju teases, reaching out to grab at the fabric of the other’s shirt once more as he leans in to give haeju a hug. tho the silver-haired male doesn’t want the other to pull away, desperately clinging to to christian as tightly as possible. “i am. i always have been. t-the shit i did to you.. god.” he sighs, free hand reaching out for the doorknob. “just — hot chocolate and then can we cuddle? or… lay down? something? anything?”

christian gives the other’s body a one last squeeze before lifting his body again to carry him inside.’’please just know that you can talk to me. don’t feel like you can’t because it’s about someone you like.’’ he lets haeju cling into him all he wants as he carries him to the couch in the living room. he doesn’t let him go, pulls him on to his laps instead when he finally reaches the couch and sits down.’’stay like this. i won’t let you go.’’ looking down at haeju’s small body, his head against his chest makes him warm. he smiles to himself before starting to play with the other’s hair.’’oh god, if you don’t stop with this what i did to you shit, i’ll smack your —— butt? you didn’t do shit to me,baby. we both made mistakes.’’ his hand softly lands on the other’s hip.’’but we are okay now, aren’t we? i wouldn’t be here if we weren’t okay,baby.’’ he lets out a sigh.’’ yes, hot chocolate and we cuddle and go to sleep. and maybe a kiss if you insist but that’s all you’ll get. deal?’’ part of him is dying to know who haeju likes or maybe even loves, he’s not jealous though, not exactly. he just wants to know the person who hurt haeju and the other part of him feels guilty because he’d hurt haeju at one point as well.’’you good to get up? or wanna stay like this a little longer?’’

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there’s a smile that’s half smile, half slightly devilish smirk mixed together into one on olivia’s lips, head tilting to the side slightly as she watches him speak, eyes scanning every inch of his features. she’s obvious about it, but she’s hoping he won’t mind her checking him out. “well then, i’ll keep that mind and might even show up with a little bit of an extra surprise, just for you.” she breathes out, eyes finally stopping their traveling of his features to land back on his gaze. “soft isn’t bad, not sometimes. especially when it’s sensual.” olivia replies with a shrug, though his next words cause a smirk to form on her lips. “oh love… i meant have you ever had someone else be less gentle on you. no offense to the people you’ve been with, but if it’s all been soft, you haven’t experienced how intense it can all feel.” she continues to speak, scooting towards him ever-so-slightly so that she can gently run her fingernails down his jaw, stopping at his chin. “not to brag, since you just met me and all.. but i can promise you that there won’t be a dull moment between us if you happen to want me around more often.” liv tells him, tone shifting slightly, though she’s quick to gently cup christian’s cheek, a soft smile pulling on the edges of her lips. “i think we all have that habit when we want to, love. nothing to be ashamed of.” she starts, standing up only to hold her hand out for his. “baby, come show me where your stash is. we can pick together.”

experiencing new things and getting out of your comfort zone is how you make friends after all. if anyone who knows christian could see him right now wouldn’t believe their eyes. he’s the same christian, who hates talking when it’s not necesarry, he’s the same christian who feels uncomfortable when people he’s not familiar touches him. but he likes the way olivia touches him, the way she talks to him. ‘’yeah.’’ his eyes follow her every movement, and maybe it’s because he suddenly feels shy looking up at her eyes.’’i’ve never experienced anything other than soft.’’ it’s not like all of his partners in the past were soft, haeju is probably one of the kinkiest people on earth, but he could never bring himself do the things haeju wanted him because he was too scared of hurting him. he slowly leans into her touch before finally looking up to lock their eyes. ‘’i’m ready to experience something other than soft,right?’’ his hand makes it’s way to her neck, fingers stroking the back of her neck, soothing her.’’good news, i do happen to want you around more already.’’ he takes the hand she offers him, almost whimpering at the nickname.’’follow me. it’s in my bedroom.’’

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it only takes a second for haeju to get comfortable, the feeling of having the other close to him was something he’d been used to for years. sure, they weren’t together now, but that didn’t mean haeju didn’t feel comfortable with christian. he did and he always would. “i know that s-silly.” he teases lightly, resting his chin on the other’s chest as he looks up at christian with a grin. “we can talk about it, just — later. right now i just — i d-don’t even wanna remember my own name.” haeju says with a slight sigh, fingers clutching at the material of christian’s shirt as he burys his face into the other’s chest. but before he can get comfortable, chris is picking him up, arms instinctively wrapping around the other’s neck to not only keep haeju stable, but help christian keep his balance a little better. “mmm, i kinda miss hearing you praise me like that.” the silver-haired male teases, pressing a small kiss to the tip of christian’s nose as he’s carried into the elevator. it’s then that haeju lets go of the other’s neck, trying to become less of a burden on chris. “you don’t have to carry me the w-whole time, babe.” he mumbles out, tilting his head backwards as his eyes flutter shut, trying to concentrate on anything but the fact the world felt like it was spinning around him. “i — i dunno.. my first instict is to sleep with someone else to make the pain go away, but that’d only make it worse. for me and for the situation. i’m — fuck i’m a mess, chris.”

''don’t worry. we can talk about it whenever you want.’’ seeing haeju like this is never easy, christian hates seeing him like this because he knows something’s bothering him. christian gives him a soft smile when the other wraps his arms around his neck to support himself. ‘’ i praise you all the time,haeju.’’ christian lets out a small laugh but his eyes are filled with empathy and sadness. ‘’ yes, i do. or more like i want to. so stay put.’’ when the elevator stops, christian holds haeju even tighter than before, stepping out of the elevator to make their way to haeju’s apartment. he hopes that hunny is home so they both can try to sober little baby haeju up. ‘’ at least you know that it will make it worse. sleeping with someone else won’t make you forget what happened and i’m guessing it has something to do with someone you might like?’’ his eyes softens at his last words, i’m a mess. christian never considered haeju a mess, he was always sensitive and emotional but never a mess. he puts haeju down only to search for the keys to his apartment. ‘’ here we go.’’ he says, finding it in haeju’s pocket and he leans in to give the other a tight hug. ‘’you are not a mess,haeju. or maybe you are but that’s okay. come on, let me make you a hot chocolate.’’

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 chvmpcnge‌:

“well whoever’s told you that can kiss my ass, because as far as i can tell you’re not boring. maybe you prefer a simple, less dramatic life than most people but it doesn’t make you boring.” she tells him with a soft smile, a shrug of her shoulders following soon after she’s spoken. being alone and liking a simple life wasn’t anything to be ashamed of. “i’d tell you not to tell me such things because i am the type to pop in unexpectedly.. but i’m not sure i want to be the person to turn down such a generous offer.” olivia teases, nose scrunching up lightly with a giggle. “you don’t know if you’re — not to be extremely blunt here but have you ever had someone be a little less ‘gentle’ with things? that’s the only thing my mind can think of when you said you don’t know.” maybe she’s being far too upfront with him, maybe she should take a step back and reel in her usual self. but she’s curious, the light bulb in her head going off as he speaks. her thought process is one she probably shouldn’t have considering he’s a complete stranger, though he does live in the same buliding as her so perhaps that’s why she’s thinking the way she currently is. “there’s no such thing as being too outspoken, you have your opinions and thoughts and you’re allowed to voice them. if some people don’t like it, then that’s their problem, not yours.” she tells him as a smile forms on her lips once more, fingers gently coming up to his chin, tilting his gaze up so that they’re eye to eye. “and i mean it when i say i’m far more interested in keeping company with you than i have been with a lot of people in a while.” the female almost purrs, a smirk pulling on her lips. “alcohol it is, for the both of us, yeah?”

christian gestures for them to sit down while not being able to contain the smile on his face. she really was easy to talk to, he felt like he could talk about anything even though they met twenty minutes ago or less. ‘’ if i didn’t want you to pop up unexpectedly, i wouldn’t offer it in the first place.’’ he can just flirt back a little, can’t he?  ''uhm my ex... i mean he doesn’t like gentle that much but since i was gentle he didn’t mind, i guess. but me? no, i’ve never been less gentle with things. turns out im even boring in bed.’’ christian giggles. he might be joking about being boring in bed he’s definitely telling the truth about never being less gentle. he wouldn’t mind if someone was rough with him, probably, but he's never been the rough one. ‘’y-yeah.’’ his eyes follow her fingers until she gently touches his chin and he looks up. ‘’ i don’t know a lot of people but even if i did, you would probably be the most interesting one.’’ he tilts his head but instead of getting up to get the drinks he just stays still. ‘’yeah.’’ he whispers. ‘’ i probably have anything you can think of, i have a habit of drinking when i’m sad or stressed so...’’

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he doesn’t realize how cold his fingers feel to christian because he doesn’t feel how cold he is in general, the alcohol coursing through his system keeps him warm and content. not to mention the fact he’d lost track of time forever ago. “you do though. you look better than me, always. not just when you’re next to me.” the male slurs, a small sigh of content falling from his lips as the other tries to warm up his fingers. it’s then he realize just how cold they really are, the warmth from christian’s hands causing him to feel how cold his own body was. how long had he even been outside? he’s not sure, but christian is offering to take him back inside, to where it’s warm and he can’t help but to give the other a tiny giggle. “i caaaan.” haeju whines, the pout still evident on his features. “i can walk, i p-promise.” he continues, voice a little more quiet than it had been before. though his own intoxicated state causes him to wobble, reaching out to wrap his arms around christian’s waist for support. “jus’ help, okay?” he says with a small laugh, though the next words that come from the other cause his brows to knit together. “i-” he starts, shaking his head lightly before resting it on chris’ shoulder. “but what if i don’t wanna talk about it chris?” he asks gently, glancing up at the others features for a moment. “ugh, fine. you pick.” he breathes out, knowing that christian’s going to persist on carrying him no matter what he says. “i n-never said something wasn’t wrong. i- i just wanna f-forget about it right now.”

christian smiles at the other’s words, watching him wrapping his arms around his own waist before he holds him by the elbows to support him. he doesn’t think haeju is able to walk properly right now. ‘’we have to talk about it if you don’t want to,baby. i just hope you know you can whenever you want,okay? you can talk to me about anything.’’ he’s not about to do the same mistake he did with dorothy, if haeju doesn’t wanna talk about it, he won’t force him or get mad at him for not telling him. asking if he wants to talk is all he can do at the moment and if haeju wants to talk, he will. at least that’s what he’s hoping for.’’good boy.’’ a soft smile appears on his face as he picks haeju up bridal style.’’i get it.don’t worry, we won’t do anything you don’t want to but ━ ‘’he manages to carry both himself and haeju to the elevator, haeju might be the smallest person he knows but christian is not that strong either. he can’t evem carry his shopping bags for 10 minutes. but he doesn’t let him go even when they get into the elevator.’’what do you wanna do to forget about it then?’’

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 chvmpcnge‌:

she’s always been one who seemed to be in tune with the aura of a conversation, or just one that surrounded people in general. which is why she picks up on the fact that he attempted to ‘put himself together’ just as she had before arriving. good first impression, even better looking person. “well add me to that not very long list of friends then, sweetheart. i’m always around and usually far more bored than i’d like to be.” she teases lightly, finger coming up to boop the end of christian’s nose with a light laugh. “maybe not to you, but entering someone’s home without their permission isn’t a very good first impression, is it?” she asks, glancing over at him from behind her shoulder as they make their way to the living room. “you’ve got nothing to be nervous about. i don’t bite — unless of course, you’re into that kind of thing. then i’d defininetly consider it.” she’s naturally flirtatious so the words the pour from her lips are meant as nothing more than her teasing christian, however, if he were to comment back, she wouldn’t mind at all. “relax.” olivia starts, gently reaching out to place her hand on his shoulder with a soft smile. “well i’m glad i didn’t disappoint, though i’m not sure you’d tell me the truth if i did considering i brought food. you surely didn’t disappoint either, by the way.” the female continues to tease, eyes scanning the apartment before they land back on christian. “also, it depends on what kind of ’drink’ you’re talking about here.”

‘’let’s just hope i don’t bore you to death then. because uhm ━ i’ve been told i’m very boring and i can’t disagree.’’ his voice comes out weaker than he wants to, as if people thinking he’s boring actually hurts him. but it doesn’t, he knows he’s not that fun but it’s only because he prefers staying in and being alone, sometimes. ‘’lucky you, everyone i know loves to get in without even letting me know so i’m used to it. now that we’ve met, you can do the same whenever you want.’’ he mumbles, taking quick glances at her every now and then. ‘’i don’t know if i’m into it ━ i mean i don’t usually bite but i don’t mind someone biting me softly, i guess.’’ he turns around immediately to avoid seeing her reaction because what the hell was that? flirting or whatever it is, is not a big deal for him usually but when it’s with someone he just met, he can’t help but feel nervous because he’s not used to it. plus, it’s been a long time since he met someone cute. he stops in his tracks, staring at her hand on his shoulder for several seconds before relaxing into her soft touch. maybe, after all, he’s really making progress since he used to hate other people touching him but now, he kinda likes it even.’’trust me, i’m known to be outspoken, too outspoken sometimes. and i don’t lie, probably because i’m terrible at it. so, when i say you did not disappoint, i’m only saying it because it’s not the food ━ it’s the truth.’’ his eyes meet hers for a brief moment before he looks down.’’i’m not the healthiest person so, it’s either water or alcohol.’’

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haeju doesn’t really know how long he’s been outside, not really. he doesn’t really care, though. he wants to forgets and the cold breeze that consantly seems to sting his cheeks and nose is somewhat helping those memories to blow from his mind and into the wind. it’s just what he wants, yet, memories seem to follow him around no matter what he did. this time, though, it comes in the form of christian. there’s a smile that forms on haeju’s lips as soon as he realizes who it is. “baaaaaaaabe.” he slurs out, free hand instantly reaching towards the other, a giggle falling from loosely parted lips. “oh please, you’re beautiful.” haeju retorts, playfully rolling his eyes at the other with a slight scoff. “d-don’t put yourself down like that that, o-okay?” he continues, sitting up even more to reach out for the other to join him where he’s seated on the concrete. “carry me? why would you carry m-me, huh?” haeju asks, the confusion clear on his features as he glances up at christian, unable to stop the giggle fit that plagues him and makes his speach even more slurred that it was. “i can w-walk on my own, chris.” he teases gently gripping at the sleeve of the other’s shirt as he attempts to stand up. “there’s some to share, what do you mean???” he giggles, sloshing the remainder of the vodka around in the bottle.

christian catches the other’s hand quickly, and it’s freezing, which means that he’d been outside for a long time. good thing his hands are way bigger than haeju’s so that he can warm them up. ''i’m not putting myself down,baby. i’m just saying that i don’t look that cute when i’m next to you.’’ he rubs their hands together, eyes not leaving the other not even for a second. he can tell that something’s wrong, he’s not his usual drunk self. he would be up in his warm apartment, dancing like crazy if he was, instead of lying down on the cold floor, freezing his ass off. ‘’you can’t,baby. that’s why i’m going to carry you. your place or mine?’’ christian lets him to try to get up on his own for a minute before grabbing him gently by the arm to hold him.’’ i don’t think so. the only thing we are sharing is a cup of coffee or a hot cholocate. and you can tell me what’s wrong while i make them for us.’’ he opens his arms. ‘’  bridal style or piggyback? oh and don’t tell me nothing’s wrong because you are a terrible liar. especially when you are drunk.’’

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     suddenly her throat feels dry and there’s a dull aching in her chest when christian squeezes her hand. the action itself has a way of making her feel even more contrite than before and as much as she really does want to keep her mouth shut and move on, she can’t stop the word vomit that comes spilling out. “i got into a relationship with you when i had FEELINGS for someone else, christian. i can’t really see how that’s anyone else’s fault but mine.” dolly’s lips press together in a flat line, lifting her free hand to rub at the tip of her nose while she meets his eyes.

christian lets go of her hand as soon as she opens her mouth. last thing he wants to do right now is what he did back then, and if dolly feels guilty about what happened there is no point of telling her to not feel that way. but he is determined let her know that it doesn’t matter now even all of it was her fault or not. ‘’ so what? you can’t control your feelings,dolly. and our relationship has always been complicated, we’ve been in a relationship before, more than once and i only told you about how i really felt the last time. please, i don’t want to tell you how you should feel or not feel like the last time but i really don’t want you to feel guilty or feel like it’s all your fault.’’

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 the moon had already risen by the time christian started to walk back to his apartment from... well he’s not sure if he is in yet but taking cooking classes was not a bad idea, especially after tonight. they were kind enough to throw a small welcoming party for him and a few others who just joined in. he’s exhausted though, and smoking a joint on his way back home was a mistake. he’s so ready to enter the building and get to his apartment as quick as possible so he can enjoy a good night sleep but turns out he won’t be sleeping any time soon. what he sees is that his dear haeju lying down in front of the door. his eyes immediately catch the bottle of vodka around haeju’s small fingers. ‘’ i wouldn’t call myself pretty when i’m near you.’’ he figures he should at least let haeju do whatever he wants for 10 seconds before he takes the bottle of vodka from him and carries him into his apartment. ‘’ I’ll join you if you let me carry you to your apartment or mine. plus, looks like there is nothing left to share in that bottle.’’

pain. it’s been coursing throughout his heart, mind and soul for weeks and all the accompanying thoughts that have plauged his mind aren’t helping him deal with it either. he doesnt know how to handle it, doesn’t know how to cope, doesn’t know how to even fully feel. all he knows is that he wants it gone, wants the pain to just go away even if it’s for just a night. so he goes to the one thing he knows will numb his senses. alcohol. he spends most of his evening in his bedroom, downing shot after shot after shot until there’s only a third of the bottle of vodka left. it’s then he realizes how hot he feels, the room he’s in causing a thin sheen of sweat to form across his forehead and he feels trapped. after contimplating it for a momet, he stumbles out of his aparment, down the hall and outside. finding solace in the cold sting of fresh air that he’s hit with the second he steps out of the lobby, lying down on the concrete in front of the lobby’s door to let the cold surface of the ground creep through the material of his clothing, further numbing his mind and senses. he doesn’t know how long he’s out there, eyes focused on the sky, slender fingers still gripping the almost gone bottle of vodka as the sound of footsteps cause a slight giggle to pass through haeju’s lips. “t’s pretty isn’t it?” he slurred out, eyes traveling over to the source of the footsteps. “the m-moon.” he continues, pointing, sitting up to take another swig from the bottle in his grasp. “o-oh you’re pretty too.” he grins, patting the spot on the ground next to me. “join m-me please? i-i’ll share.”

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olivia had always been outgoing, always willing to meet and interact with new people because in a way, she thrived off of social situations and meeting new people. so when a number she didn’t really recognize replied to her mass text ( sent to everyone who lived in mulberry.. ) she was itching to meet the person behind the messages. he seemed friendly enough and willing to have dinner with her, so what could really go wrong? she’d meet someone new, the food that she’d been given wouldn’t go to waste and he’d not be hungry anymore. it was a win-win-win situation in her mind. however, once he pulled the door open, her brow raised lightly, eyes scanning his features as a small smile pulls on her lips. “being a ghost isn’t a bad thing, especially not around mulberry.” she jokes, nose scrunching lightly as she takes a step into christian’s apartment. “i’m olivia, i’m also hungry and i’d love to.. even though i kinda already did so without you fully giving me permission in the first place.”

christian cannot help but feel as if he is small under her gaze, is he too short? what if she is disappointed?  The minute she smiles all of his worries washes away. he already can tell that she is exactly the opposite of him, full of life and energy, and probably has a lot of friends too. he smiles and watches her as she walks into the apartment. ‘’ it kinda is when you get bored and have no one to talk to.’’ he is joking, of course, he knows he can always call haeju or hunny or even dorothy. ‘’oh,please. you don’t need my permission anyway.’’ his eyes scan around the house as they walk into the living room, making sure that his place is clean and neat.’’oh, would you like a drink? or anything else? i’m sorry, i’m kinda nervous.’’ he giggles softly, taking the food from her to place them on the table, painfully slow. ‘’it’s just ━ i usually don’t invite strangers into my house or don’t even text them back. i’m trying to get out of my comfort zone and i can say that i’m not disappointed.’’ 

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it’s a good thing that he showered this morning, now he only had to wear decent clothes and comb his hair maybe. he quickly changes his white hoodie to a black one, deciding that it would be better since he’s going to it. black jeans and black hoodie looks good enough to satisfy him as he checks himself in the mirror one last time. he doesn’t know what to expect when he makes his way to the door, he has no idea that the person bringing him food looks like but he’s definitely not disappointed when he opens the door finally.’’ that would be me.’’ he steps back for her to get in.’’i had no idea people knew who lived here, because i’m basically a ghost but you definitely got the right person. i’m christian and i’m hungry. wanna come in?’’

it doesn’t take her long to get ready, throwing on a t-shirt and some ripped jeans and her favorite pair of converse, her hair already being in a pony-tail meant she didn’t have to mess with it any. she doesn’t know exactly where christian’s apartment is, but with bags of food in hand she’s determined to find it anyways. she could have asked him what number it was, but she liked a small challenge. ( one that could easily be beaten by asking the first few people she happened to run into in the halls. ) after figuring out the number, she makes her way down the hallway, gently tapping on christian’s door with her foot as her hands were far too full to properlly knock. “i think someone here ordered some free food?” she calls through the wood, leaning against the doorframe. “unless this isn’t christian’s place and i got the wrong information from a few people i asked. or unless you changed your mind and don’t want free food.” // @chrisprk

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     dolly can ramble on endlessly about things that don’t matter when she wants to. sometimes she talks just to fill the silence but meaningful conversation doesn’t fall anywhere within her wheelhouse. there’s this uncomfortable sinking feeling swirling around in the pit of her stomach that she can’t quite place or get rid of. even though christian is sitting before her admitting everything she had accused him of before, it doesn’t FEEL satisfying. it feels worse, somehow. “it’s fine, honestly. we don’t have to talk about it. plus—” there’s a pause, her gaze drifting down to her fingernails as she shifts, slightly. her brows furrow together for a moment as if she’s trying to psych herself up to continue on. “you were kind of right, anyway.”

'' oh, of course, we don’t. i mean if you don’t want to. if you want to, that’s also okay.’’ he needs to stop himself before he starts talking nonsense, which seems to be a habit of his whenever he feels stressed. ‘’ it’s not about who is right or wrong. we were both right about what we said about each other.’’ christian slowly takes her hand in his, squeezing it, trying to reassure her that it’s okay and it’s all in the past now. ‘’ i don’t want you to blame yourself, i don’t wanna blame myself either. there is no point in doing that. we can try to be friends instead, right?’’