minchase-ingclouds

[minchase-ingclouds]

moonjisoo‌:

Hearing the man offering to take care of him was a definite shock, no one had ever said that to him, especially not someone he just met. “I’ll come back,” he mumbled against chase’s clothes, muffling the words. “it’s okay, i…i understand,” he didn’t smile this time he was just too tired and hurt to fake a smile. the random mention of a sibling made him lower his gaze a bit, not wanting to think about his own twin at the moment, and suddenly chase was straddling him, pulling his closer, and he could feel something stir within him, that cause something to rub against chase’s inner thigh. “Sorry,” he blushed unable to control that part of him as he shyly looked away. “I like calling you oppa.”

Chase hummed softly, petting his hair lightly. “Mmkay. I’ll - I’ll be, um, waiting for you,” he stammered shyly, cheeks just the slightest bit red at the promise. It was different to the men and women that usually promised they’d return, because this boy was hurting and wasn’t returning for a lapdance, whereas all his previous customers were simply - well - customers. And although he’d clearly come to see cute men in tiny panties and maybe distract himself from the pain, it felt to Chase that he didn’t want to come back for the tiny panties and distractions, but for the offer of comfort, for that tiny pinpoint of light Chase was trying to give him. Feeling his boner against his thigh was no surprise - after all, he’d felt many of those against him and no longer felt bothered when it happened, even if he was ‘straight’, as his ex-girlfriend had convinced him of so many times. Chase smiled at him and rolled his eyes, cupping his cheeks and getting him to look at him again. “S’okay. Part of the job, you know? I think I’d even be a little offended if you didn’t get - y’know...” he trailed off with a smile. “Hmm... o-okay,” he mumbled shyly, not used to being called oppa by anyone before, certainly not by a male. “If that’s what makes you feel comfortable..”

[minchase-ingclouds]

fvckaspen‌:

Aspen gasped and clutched at his chest dramatically, “What- I cant visit my favorite stripper? you wound me chase,” He slid down the chair, ending up spread eagle on the carpet, positioned next to Chases feet, “Oh, this is a good view,” he said as he peered up the other man’s gown despite not being able to see anything. “Those panties looked pretty good on you babe, why’d you cover up? You know I’ve seen worse,” He sat up and crawled over to chase, laying his head on the other’s lap when he was close enough, “How’s work going? when do you get off- I’m bored,” 

“I’m probably the only stripper you know,” he grumbled, before wrinkling his nose and extending one cleanly waxed leg to kick Aspen. “You’re such a perv!” He exclaimed, shaking his head to hide his small smile - he knew Aspen was only joking around, and that he’d seen Chase even more scantily clad before, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t awkward around it. With Aspen’s head in his lap he sighed and dropped his fingers into his hair, scratching his scalp lightly, comfortingly. “It’s okay. Just another half hour and I’m done,” he admitted, running a hand through his own glittery hair. “Did you have something in mind to do when I’m done?” He asked curiously. He was tired, but he didn’t want to disappoint Aspen by denying his adventure.

[Chase]

[minchase-ingclouds]

nicosmh‌:

     an uneasy feeling was settling in her stomach. she had noticed that chase had clearly been asleep, and she must have only woken him up now. she truly did not think this through, now, did she ?? nico’s gaze dropping to the floor, offering the bag of takeout to him before she could truly say anything, “i guess so ?? i don’t really know what made me think of it,” nico responded, sporting a gentle smile now that his hand was holding hers. it wasn’t anything she had expected to happen, but it was nice. good thing she could let herself feel comfortable enough around him, otherwise it would just end up feeling awkward for both sides. as he lead her further inside, nico could only do so much as scrunch her nose at the question – why was she here ?? what made her think it was a good idea to bother her friend like that with her mundane issues ?? “— oh…” not really the best way to respond to anything, but she tried, didn’t she ?? she allowed her shoulders to drop, letting go of chase’s hand as she walked over to the couch and sat down. feeling so small all of a sudden, nico attempted to answer, “i don’t really know. i just thought i’ll swing by, hang out with you a little bit – get out of my apartment, stuff like that,” surely enough, it wasn’t the furthest thing from the truth, but there was no way the artist could just drop everything on him without any sort of warning. “i’m sorry for waking you up. i hope the food will make up for it.”

raising an eyebrow at her awkwardness as she dropped his gaze, he noted that something was definitely wrong and he had to treat his friend with the utmost care. with a small smile, chase squeezed her hand gently and nodded. “well, i like hearing your random stories. tell me about why they didn’t work out,” he coaxed her. he pulled her to the dining table and urged her to sit down, before unbagging the takeout and laying everything out neatly. chase sat opposite her and broke apart his chopsticks, licking his lips and he grinned down at everything. “itadakimasu!” he chirped happily, ever the weeb as he dug in. he waved a hand dismissively at her and swallowed. “what? don’t even worry about that. i shouldn’t be sleeping my day away like that anyway,” he smiled, happily munching on the food she brought. the truth was, he was tired from all the late night shifts at the strip club, but obviously nico knew nothing of that part of his life. “you should never feel bad about that. i love when you drop in, especially when you have food.”

[minchase-ingclouds]

cielmins‌:

     “hey !! it’s not like i can change that, can i ??” of course she could. she wouldn’t do it, even if they paid for her to do that, but… the option was still out there. she would rather stick to being an obnoxious little sister, than the one that doesn’t do much to keep the cheery atmosphere in the house. sometimes it was all they had, and she couldn’t risk losing it, now, could she ?? “you see… it’s the same with me. well… – only that i don’t feel the need to kick anyone’s ass unless they do something really wack, ya feel…” the student trailed off and once she was handed may the cat, she beamed, “it’s me, obviously.” she countered, raising an eyebrow, looking suspiciously at her brother before she could burst into a muffled fit of giggles. as soon as she heard chase’s last response, ciel could only do so much as move her head to the side – there definitely was some truth to what he said, but it’s not like she was going to let him have it. she wouldn’t be herself, if she ever did, really. “— why would you say something so controversial, yet so brave ??” ciel questioned, “i am cute, and i deserve to be told that i am. ya girl needs validation !!”

Chase pouted and pinched her cheeks. “Aigoo, look at you, little baby. You’re the biggest coconut-lookin brat I’ve ever seen in my life,” he cooed. “Oh, I know. You’re scary when you’re angry. But I think we do a good job at taking each other, right bug-eyed coconut dick?” Even when he was insulting her, he couldn’t help but thing his little sister was the brightest star in his life. “I’ll have to agree with May on this one, then,” he said fondly, scratching the cat behind the ears as well as ruffling Ciel’s hair simultaneously. He chuckled, looking around for his wallet before grabbing it off the counter and searching for his keyes next. “Yes, kid, you’re very cute,” he smiled, turning to her and rolling his eyes, “but your ego is too easily fed. C’mon, grab your stuff, let’s go to the store now.”

[minchase-ingclouds]

“you were my new dream” was the most romantic thing i’ve ever heard in my entire life disney fucked me good for the real shit

[minchase-ingclouds]

[minchase-ingclouds]

When the door suddenly swung open, Chase squealed like a girl and one hand flew to his chest while the other flew down to cover his underwear - ahem, panties - despite the fact that he was covered to a certain extent. Sure, the open white button-down didn’t do much to cover his raunchy choice of underwear, but he thought at least the stripey thigh highs covered his legs enough to be counted as semi-decent. “Please, you would never touch me like that.” Letting out a huff when Aspen reached up to ruffle his head, Chase reached for his silky dressing gown and wrapped it around his body firmly, grumbling as he sat down on the bed opposite the chair - he liked to nap between dances, okay? “Aspen,” he whined, “give me some warning next time! What are you even doing here?”

[Chase]

[closed starter] @minchase-ingclouds

Aspen made his way into the club with an unusual pep in his step. It was uncommon for him to be in a mood that wasn’t him wishing death on every person he came in contact with, and it was even more rare to see him exhibiting his emotions on the outside. Maybe it had to do with finally coming out of the depressive episode that he’d been in for weeks. He felt lighter, and who better to share the feeling with then one of his best friends. The security knew him well enough by now that he only had to give a short nod before making his way to the back rooms. He could probably maneuver the maze with his eyes closed considering how much he was in the building. He arrived at the door quickly, only giving two short knocked before opening the door, not waiting for an answer, “I hope you aren’t naked cause I don’t know if I’d be able to hold myself back,” He joked as he walked into the room, noting that chase did have something on, although it wasn’t much, “A man after my own heart,” Aspen ruffled the other mans hair as he walked by, collapsing sideways on one of the big chairs in the room and ending up in a position that shouldn’t’ve been comfortable. 

[minchase-ingclouds]

chase had been in his stupid banana-themed pyjamas (back in his blonde phase, ciel had insisted he was a banana head and had bought him the pjs, and who was he to decline a gift from his beloved baby sister?) taking an early evening nap, and if the knock on the door hadn’t woken him, he was certain that the rumbling of his stomach would have.woken him anyway. scratching his belly and blinking sleepily as he made his way to the door, chase peeped through the peephole only to see nico. as soon as he opened the door, she just started rambling and he wasn’t really sure what to do. yawning and rubbing at his eyes cutely, chase tipped his head to the side and pursed his lips (although it was clear by the loud rumble of his stomach that he was very interested in the boxes of takeout she was holding). “sounds like you really had to get that off your chest, nic,” he said sagely, before taking the takeout boxes from her and reaching for her hand, offering her a small smile and rubbing his thumb soothingly over her knuckle as she hesitantly stepped in. “come on,” he murmured, tugging her into his apartment and shutting the door behind her. “what’s brings you to my humble abode? surely it’s deeper than wanting to tell me about your failed tinder attempts.”

(( * — closed starter ;; nico x chase ( @minchase-ingclouds )

     “— have i ever told you that i used tinder twice before and… it didn’t work out, at all ??” nico thought she’d mention, even though she wasn’t exactly sure why. she was never the one to air out things like that, and this seemed like something she would rather keep to herself, and yet… she was stood there, leaning against the doorframe, a bunch of chinese takeout boxes in a big bag clutched close to her chest. she then shook her head lightly and laughed despite the awkwardness of the situation, “about that…” she’d eventually trail off, deciding that walking further in was a good idea. she still, however, didn’t want to intrude, so her steps were slow and careful – what if his sister was around ?? or worse – asleep ?? “i deleted the app because i figured that i feel so much better when i am not seeking out for anyone, and i am not the type to just casually hit it and quit it…”

[minchase-ingclouds]

moonjisoo‌:

Hearing all that Chase had to say made everything he was feeling very raw and visceral, as if he could finally feel the pain begin to surface as sweet words brushed against his skin in small wisps of breath. A pure heart not many would’ve said that about him, certainly not his father who still blamed him for the disappearance of his twin, the favorite star child who was supposed to be in the limelight of the family name. “I really didn’t want to go to a pharmacist, I would’t even know what to ask for. T-Thanks for telling me all of that, it’s really sweet, Rosir.” he mumbled, smiling over at the man as best as he could through the pain. “It’s a pretty name.” he said and left it at that, not wanting to dive into how the rest of the words stung a bit. Crying in a strip club seemed like the last thing one would do, but now all Jisoo could do was hopeless cling against the man, arms around his waist as he felt his lips brush against the male’s skin. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t planning on crying like this, I know I must look hideous to you, oppa.”

Chase frowned at Jisoo when he insisted on not going to the pharmacist. “...Tell you what. I work here same time every Thursday to Sunday. Come back? And - and I’ll have the stuff. Okay? I... I would offer to just take you after my shift but...” He cleared his throat, gesturing to his pink sweater and frilly thigh highs. “I would hate to ruin the, uh... illusion?” He smiled shyly, a faint blush colouring his cheeks as he fiddled with the hem of his oversized sweater. Chase bit his lip and ran his fingers comfortingly through his hair, scratching lightly at his scalp. “Thanks. My sister helped me pick it,” he blurted out, the blush only deepening at his dumb habit of blurting out random facts when he didn’t know what to say. As Jisoo only clung tighter, it seemed like he would be there for a while, so he carefully hooked his knees on either side of Jisoo’s hips, sliding into his lap and pulling him into a proper hug. Straddling the younger, Chase guided his face to his neck and stroked his back and hair. “Shh. Let it all out. And - and you don’t have to call me that,” he laughed, shaking his head. “Rosir is fine.”

[minchase-ingclouds]

cielmins‌:

     “oh, i know,” considering that this wasn’t the worst stunt she had ever pulled, she felt inclined to agree. at this point, chase knew that his remark won’t truly leave an impact on her, so she could only do so much as let out a silent laughter, promptly throwing a peace sign right after, “some companies are required to test their alarm systems every once in a while, so i thought… why can’t i do that, right ?? turns out, everything is alright – your big brother instincts are still alive and kickin’ !!” ciel commented, moments before dropping her arms to her sides at the mention of may picking favourites. apparently, this comment was a joke, but it still felt like it wasn’t, for some reason. “— don’t you bring the child into this, charles. she didn’t do anything !! it was all me !!” as the scene was unfolding, her smile have never seemed to leave her features – how could it ?? “ma’am, you’re walking on thin ice here… – you are not allowed to pick favourites like that. not in this house,” ciel trailed off, walking over to both, her brother and their cat before she could gently pet her head and scratch behind her ear. “i am not hitting on them !! is it really flirting if i tell you they are cute, after the fact ??” she countered, “i am innocent, i swear.”

“You say you know but you’re still the worst,” he snipped back childishly. Chase rolled his eyes, pouting back at her. “You trigger every big brother instinct in me,” he grumbled, “like seriously. You just have to exist and I’m like, there’s someone somewhere who I have to beat up to protect you.” Chase made kissy faces at their cat as she purred and nuzzled at him, before rolling his eyes and passing the cat to her. As soon as May was in Ciel’s arms, she purred and nuzzled at her face too. “Clearly she’s disloyal and can’t remember who her favourite is,” he said. Chase laughed and shoved her lightly. “C’mon, sweets, you know as soon as you say someone is cute you more or less make it your mission to make them admit the same about you.”

[minchase-ingclouds]

cielmins‌:

     she didn’t think he would take it that seriously – in all honesty, ciel didn’t think he would take it seriously, at all. but… what could she do now ?? play a long game, still ?? it’s not that her heart was breaking, but it still pained her to see her brother so worried about a thing he clearly hasn’t done. it was meant to be a joke, and now it turned into this mess. surely enough, the pout quickly disappeared, replacing it with a gentle smile as soon as he embraced her in his long, lanky arms, “let’s… let’s just drop the honorifics right here and there, weenie hut senior,” she finally spoke up once they stepped back a little, “i was just joking – it’s still in the fridge. the house was just awfully quiet, you know ?? but… i didn’t mean to wake you the fuck up, so for that i should apologize.” ciel admittedly felt bad for waking him up – he must have been really tired from either work or school ( or even both ), and she knew that it wasn’t pretty from her own experience. “i kinda feel like i am going bonkers from staying home and studying all the time, so i might as well just take you up on that offer and get out of here for once,” she replied with a shrug of her shoulders, “i won’t let you pay, though. we’ll split the costs – i still got some money left from last week’s tutoring sessions with jimbob. he’s a cool kid. his mom’s mad cute, too.”

At her confession, Chase’s jaw dropped once more, betrayal washing over his features. “You’re the worst!” He declared snootily, folding his arms across his chest and looking away with a grumble. “You can’t just whip out that pout for no reason! You know I’ll do anything when you pout like that,” he grumbled. “Ratchet shit-smelling rat bag,” he couldn’t help muttering under his breath, “this is why Mayonnaise likes me most,” he added, smiling smugly when the cat in question happily trotted into the kitchen at the call of her name. He bent down to pick up the kitty, kissing her on the forehead and shooting Ciel dirty glares over the fluffy head. “...Fine, we’ll go out. And Ciel, please, for the love of God, stop hitting on your kid’s parents.”

[minchase-ingclouds]

moonjisoo‌:

Jisoo felt himself stiffen slightly, muscles tensing all at once as Chase came closer to his black eye. The bruise aching and throbbing, but the way the man was handling it all was in such a soothing and caring way. He didn’t expect this, to be treated like this anywhere, his friends would get angry, people who knew him would start asking questions that he’d quickly deflect or lie about. So why was it that right now he couldn’t even do it properly in front of a total stranger? Hearing that Rosir had been hit in the eye made Jisoo glance at the male scanning his features trying to find the lie, and he couldn’t and his heart sank in that moment. “I’m really sorry someone hurt you, I wish it never happened, I wish it would stop hurting.” he mumbled. Shaking his head he hadn’t really done anything except head straight to the strip club after getting out of his home. “Haven’t really done anything.” he felt almost a bumbling fool unable to speak properly with another person, but maybe he was just too captivated by rose colored beauty to be coherent. “I should know you by? alrighty then, rosir it is.” he smiled. The moment he felt Chase swipe the tear away, he began to sense the incoming break, but he adored the way the other man spoke his name. Letting his features fall into the male’s chest, he finally let it out, slowly the sobs began to come in as he wrapped himself into a tight embrace with this new man.

Pursing his lips, Chase shook his head lightly. “It was a while ago. Yours is still fresh. Jisoo, I don’t... I don’t know anything about you, or the type of person you are, who gave you this or why they gave you this but... but you seem like you have a pure heart. And just... from the way you’re reacting right now, I really... I really don’t think you deserved this,” he murmured, fingers delicately tracing around the other visible cuts and bruises littered across his face and exposed collarbones. “You shouldn’t be at a strip club, then, you should be at a pharmacist,” he whispered, biting his lip and looking at him with concern. Swallowing heavily, Chase scratched the back of his head. “Yeah, I just... stripper name and all. Probably best if you don’t know my real name,” he admitted awkwardly, dropping his gaze almost shamefully - and whilst he’d never felt ashamed of what he did, he did feel embarrassed, and would hate it if word got out what he really did to make a living. When the other finally broke down in his arms, Chase was quick to stand up, still standing between the other’s legs, and pull him into his body, cradling his head against his stomach and gently stroking his hair. “Just let it all out, Jisoo,” he murmured, fingers carding through the soft hair, one hand guiding his arms to circle his waist and cling to him tighter.

[minchase-ingclouds]

The sudden shout startled Chase, making him fall off the couch he’d been dozing on. “What?” He mumbled sleepily, wincing as he rubbed his head and sat up. He didn’t know what it said about him that he responded to pinky pie lookin’ ass dipshit, but he decided to blame it on the sleepiness and the fact that there was no one else in their dinghy apartment for his little sister to be calling. “I - I didn’t steal your yoghurt!” He protested, eyes wide as he walked into the kitchen behind her. His jaw dropped at her accusation and further more at her rambling. “Hey, this cotton candy headass bitch pays for your goddamn yoghurt,” he snorted, bumping her hip with his, although he knew she did earn her fair share. As soon as she whipped out the pout, however, it was over for him - bottom lip trembling, he immediately swept Ciel into his arms and cuddled her tightly. “Oppa is so sorry!” He wailed, rocking her side to side. He pulled back a little and frowned at her, chewing his finger nails. “Let me take you out and we can go buy you an entire new pack, okay? And we’ll go looking for that other pesky pack of yoghurt too, got it?”

(( * — closed starter ;; ciel x chase ( @minchase-ingclouds )

     “— yah, pinky pie lookin’ ass dipshit !!” ciel shouted with such love and respect for the elder, clearly – what’s new ?? “i wasn’t kidding when i told you that i am going to shove your head up someone’s ass if you so much as even think about stealing my yoghurt…” she then trailed off, closing the fridge before turning to face him, brows furrowed in faux annoyance. to be completely honest, ciel could never be angry with her brother – it was all just a game she liked to play and see how far she could get without making herself look suspicious. her favourite yoghurt was carefully placed behind the biggest container on the shelf, it was intact, not opened, and she knew that. “do you ever think what would happen if i ate something that was yours ?? just imagine it – walk a mile in my gotdamn clown shoes, dude. i feel betrayed and used, i cannot believe my very own cotton candy headass brother has done that shit to his genius little sister !!” she continued, sporting a pout that she knew would make chase feel somewhat guilty of a thing he hasn’t even done, “dishonor on you, and… on your cow !!”

[minchase-ingclouds]

moonjisoo‌:

Jisoo had never ventured into a strip club so he had no idea of what to expect, but not even in his wildest thoughts did he ever think his face would be held so gently by a man as beautiful as this. His lips trembled at the question, a breaking damn on the verge of falling apart, but he contained it as he’d been doing for years. Nobody could know the whole truth, only small details that left out any bits of information that could potentially damage his father’s career. Words failed him in that moment as he simply nodded, staring back at the other who held him so gingerly. He knew the first rule was to never touch a stripper, but the other had so freely taken his features into their grasp and he couldn’t deny the warmth that stemmed from the contact, and slowly he leaned into his touch. “i’m okay, i’m pretty tough actually.” he mused, forcing out a little smile as delicate fingers came to rest on the man’s arm. “Jisoo.” he simply stated without warning. “My name’s Jisoo.” simple and sweet as he finally smiled freely at the other, but one stray tear fell from his good eye, and he could nothing to catch it. “okay maybe it does hurt a little bit.”

At the obvious way the other was trying to hold things together, Chase felt his stripper persona crumbling even more, leaving only a timid young man with a penchant for caring for others. His heart ached for him, his own eye throbbing in sympathy at the memory of how it felt to be hurt like that. One hand remained cupping his jaw while he used the other hand to gently trace his fingers around the bruise, being careful not to touch and hurt him more. He had no reason not to believe the other’s obvious lie, but the words made his heart clench,  knowing he must have lied about it time and time again. “I’ve been hit in the eye before. I know it hurts,” he murmured sympathetically. “Have you at least put ice on it? Gotten some antiseptic cream for these cuts?” He asked gently, not wishing to overwhelm this man he barely knew. At the sudden blurt of his name, Chase smiled wryly, suddenly remembering who he was supposed to be being. “Rosir,” he said softly, giving him a sad smile, “that’s, uh... that’s the name you should know me by,” he added quietly. He reached up to brush away the tear quickly. “You know, Jisoo,” he said, liking the way the other’s name rolled off of his tongue, “I get the feeling that what you need right now isn’t a lap dance, but... a hug?”

[minchase-ingclouds]

since his arm had only just healed recently, chase hadn’t worked the pole in quite a while. moving to palm beach was new too, since he was used to the way things ran in the place he worked at in new york, but he knew it wouldn’t be long until he was settled. he closed his eyes when he performed, wanting to be swept into the music and not look at the people gathered there. after finishing his set, using a small towel to wipe his sweat away without rubbing away any make up, he was approached and informed that someone already asked for a private after his dance. stifling that feeling of pride that was ripping through his chest, as well as playing down his nerves, chase sauntered into the room and attempted to emanate confidence, feeling pleased as the other looked him up and down - and even more pleased that his first session of the night was at least someone attractive. at his words, however, he squinted a little more closely at him and his jaw dropped. “oh my god,” he murmured, dropping his rosir persona and quickly striding toward him, hands gently cupping his jaw as he kneeled in front of him to make it easier. “...you okay?” he asked gently, eyes flicking up under his lashes to raise an eyebrow at him. “this looks painful.”

stumbling of the unfaithful and swift hands colliding with tender skin, that was all he remembered before throbbing pain seared up into his system. jisoo found himself wandering, eye sight obscured from the black eye he sported as he staggered into a strip club, he’d never entered this place before, but being of age now he wandered in unabashedly, lips curving downwards until his eyes met with one of the dancers. the man had captured his attention, skin washed in lights as his body swayed to the music, something inside the boy stirred as he took a seat, before he was motioned to a private room. “um, it’s my first time here,” he mused, trying to get a better look at the other male, blushing as he couldn’t stop staring at his features or his body. he was truly beautiful. “jisoo,” he uttered his name without being asked as he looked at the other. “my eye doesn’t usually look like a smushed grape, i promise.” he said not stifling the giggle the came forth. @minchase-ingclouds

[minchase-ingclouds]

𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 ｌｅｆｔ, 𝕚 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓎

╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ chae hyungwon. 25 he/him. have you seen charles “chase” min? they used to be so +confident before their heart got broken. now they just seem to be very -timid. i think it had something to do with (tw: abuse) his sugar mama emotionally/physically abusing him, but who knows how accurate that is. i know, we should get them hair dye to help cheer them up! maybe then they’ll start acting like fairy floss and cherry blossoms blooming.

basics

name: charles min

nicknames: chase, whatever nicknames his sister gives him, rosir (his sTriPPEr NamE)

age: 25

pronouns: he/him

sexuality: heterosexual (he thinks) ((but is actually bisexual)) (((he’s confused ok)))

tldr

traumatic childhood backstory etc in the bio below so if ur here from dee’s intro on ciel then jump down there hey

anyway bc of the traumatic childhood backstory, chase and his little sister ciel moved out when he turned 18 and she was 14/15ish

long story short he became a stripper to support them

when he was about 20, he met tiffany, a rich business woman who frequented his strip club because she thought he was stunning and had seen him on a night out with the girls

she wasn’t that old, maybe 7 or 8 years older than him, and approached him one night asking for a private session where she then asked if she could take him out on a proper date

they dated for a while and she became his sugar mama, asking him for sexual favours but paying for pretty much everything, EVERYTHING he wanted and even offering to pay for things for his little sister too (she was stubborn and refused tho)

only a few months ago, tiffany had an STI scare and insisted it must be chase’s fault bc - you’re a stripper, you’re a whore, i bet you cheated on me - and when he told her that no, he’d been loyal, and if she had cheated on him and had this scare then he thought they could work through it and stay together, she continued to grow more agitated and (tw:abuse) started to throw things and hit him

when his little sister found him in their lavish penthouse (courtesy of tiffany, ofc) he was covered in bruises and cuts

together, they decided to move to palm springs to a shitty little apartment since chase was done with tiffany, wasn’t going to use her credit card ever again or even speak to her again and now we’re here, his arm’s just healed after being broken but his heart still hurts and he kinda misses tiffany - after all, they were together for four years

bio

born in new york, new york, chase was a curse to his father from pretty much the moment he was born; with his mother dying in childbirth, his father had a love/hate relationship with him, since he reminded him so much of the wife he so loved but was also the very reason she was gone

when he was 4 his father remarried a woman named stacy who was pregnant with a little girl ( @cielmins )

speaking of ciel! if you are here because you were redirected by dee (thanks for palming this bit off to me btw sweetheart) then buckle up kiddos, cus we’re about to go for a RIDE

stacy was never all that nice to him, mostly put up with him because she loved his father, gerald or some other basic dude name

of course, stacy absolutely ADORED ciel, since she was her actual daughter, but chase never resented ciel - in fact, quite the opposite, since he adored her even more than their parents did

yes, chase is literally the most doting big brother that could ever exist, would move mountains for his baby sister if she asked (she would never ask because she’d figure out how to move the mountain herself), but that doesn’t stop the pair from being literally The Worst™ to each other and general public nuisances of the meme variety

side note - although nobody ever told ciel that she and chase aren’t related and are just step-siblings, she has a big brain and figured it out eventually (chase couldn’t be prouder of his genius little sister, although the difference in their ethnicities was probably the biggest tip off)

home life was not so great - stacy was constantly feeling undermined by gerald’s first wife, knowing he would always love her just that little bit more, and the more insecure she felt, the more she’d take it out on chase, and the meaner she was to chase, the more distant gerald was towards her and to ciel. it was kind of a cycle.

just before chase’s 18th birthday, ciel pointed out that they could run away, just the two of them, and take care of each other like they always do. her big brain pointed out that as an 18 year old, he could be her legal guardian

so, at 14ish (maybe 15? idk how old ciel is tbh) and 18, the pair moved out

when it became apparent that they weren’t coming back, stacy and gerald said fuck it, got a divorce since they were really only together for the kids at that point anyway, and ciel and chase were pretty much independent from then on

he and ciel even adopted a kitty named mayonnaise britney spears min - but you can call her may for short

as two teenagers they uhhh weren’t so great in the funds department and chase took it upon himself to provide for them so that ciel could focus on her studies - sacrificing his own education, he put himself through odd jobs here and there until one day shortly after his 19th he was approached by someone who told him he’d be great at ‘twilight modelling’

turns out by ‘twilight modelling’ they meant hhhh stripping

well, one look at ciel’s immaculate report card and the pleased twinkle in her eyes when she started talking about scholarships and college and stuff, chase was absolutely fuckin gone and knew he’d do anything to keep that look on his baby sister’s face so - hoo boy, here we go, ya boi turned to stripping

it actually took him a while to let ciel know, he told her he was, well, twilight modelling because he didn’t want her to know, but when she did eventually find out about one and a half years later, she help him come up with his rad stripper name - Rosir, because it’s french for ‘pink sky’ which matches ciel’s name, but also ‘the colour you turn when you’re embarrassed’, which suits him

a year into stripping, he meets tiffanny, and yk, all that stuff in the tldr, she pays for all his loans, buys him all his fancy designer brands, gives him plenty of allowance (which ya boi saves cus he’s not an idiot), even buys him a car and opens up her penthouse for the two of them

of course, when shit hits the fan, he has to give up his fancy car and leave the penthouse with ciel, now the two of them live in a shitty little apartment in palm springs because he doesn’t want to blow al their savings and since his arm was kinda uhhhh broken after the ordeal, he’s only just been able to get back into stripping (since he stil isn’t qualified for anything)

(tw:emotional abuse) before he started dating tiffany, he was pretty sure he was bisexual. tiffany had him confused for years because she told him that liking it up the ass didn’t mean he was gay and he could enjoy bottoming for a woman without being bisexual; he was totally straight, she would insist, and he started to believe that and to this day he struggles with whether or not he’s straight or bisexual because he knows he finds men attractive, but he isn’t sure if he would date one --> this was a form of emotional abuse that went on for literal YEARS

(tw:emotional abuse) should i mention that tiffany was kinda lowkey the worst and also tried to convince him to stop being a stripper several times? things like “you don’t have to strip, you’re basically my personal prostitute baby” and “you don’t need an education, i’ll always be here to provide for you, you’re all mine baby boy” and when she’s mad uhhh “you’re my little whore, got it? no one else’s” so............. yh let’s just say ciel wasn’t a fan but chase, well, he was blinded by those hearts in his eyes

but don’t feel too bad for him! chase actually kinda likes stripping now, thinks it’s made him feel much more confident with himself and his body, having always felt maybe he was too gangly and thin and awkward, and he likes the feeling he gets when people can’t take their eyes off of him

despite the fact that he’s a stripper, he’s actually real sweet and innocent. has only had sex with tiffany, has never even kissed a guy and hasn’t even really kissed many other girls except for a few awkward dates he’s had here and there - most he’s done is private dances for paying customers

anddddddddd now that he’s been saving, and is finally free of tiffany and of his shit ass parents, with encouragement from ciel, ya boi has finally, finally started college

it’s a little scary since he’s older than most of the people in his classes, but he’s studying to become a kindegarten teacher and cannot wait for the day that he can hang up his lacy black garters and pick up a whiteboard marker

so, still stripping and working part-time as a waiter to pay the bills, chase is starting a new chapter of his life (signified by his brand new pink hair, courtesy of ciel), and whilst he doesn’t know what the future has in store for him, he’s ready to face it with a big smile and with his baby sister (aka his favourite person in the whole wide world) by his side

wanted connections

well hello beautiful people! if you’re still here, i must say, i’m rather impressed, so without further ado let’s get into this

ride or die best friend - chase only met this binch after moving to palm springs, but they happened to see him entering the strip club and figured out he worked there and, uhh, with persistence and a promise not to tell anyone, they became great friends and probably visit his shitty apartment to play with may and piss off ciel all the time

classmates - everyone needs a study buddy! if u got an ugli in college, throw em his way

gay awakening - now, chase isn’t necessarily going to date this person or even develop feelings, but as a beautiful man he’s going to turn chase’s sexuality upside down and cement his suspicions that yes, he is bisexual no matter what tiffany said (taken: moon jisoo)

honestly open to anything! hmu if you have any plots you’d like to chuck at him or any you’d like to fulfil <3

signing off for now,

yours faithfully

mich 

[minchase-ingclouds]