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❝You may have just spoiled your surprise.. Asking me what I’d like for my birthday- even though it’s four months away- tsk. I thought you were more stealthy than that!❞ He eased the woman; Laughing lightly while waving a dismissive hand, he couldn’t help but admire the flabbergasted expression she wore or the shift in her eyes’ gaze as she tries to think of anything that could tell him otherwise. This was probably more cute than that time his cat Zhu burrowed into his pillow case to try and hide from him. ❝If you give it about a week or two, I’ll have completely forgotten so you can try again, but try something else, okay? Even if your attempt failed, it still made my night and I am very fortunate to have a friend that cares as much as you do.❞

❝I– Ephram, what-❞ What kind of question was that to begin with? First off, when it comes to bedroom chronicles, he isn’t one to share(mainly because he has no chronicles to speak of) and he’d probably be as useless as that little metal stud near the pockets on a pair of jeans that don’t even reach your ankles. Perhaps he should just remain quiet as instructed, but how do they recover from the likes of such an intruding question? ❝I don’t even know why you’d be interested to begin with.. I rarely have time to breathe so don’t get to.. y'know- do stuff. Plus, I think that’s a little personal.. and embarrassing to talk about.❞

❝I will,❞ He pauses briefly, giving the male’s arm a little squeeze before releasing his limb and putting on a more genuine smile. ❝I always make sure to because I know you’ll end me if I don’t. And before you ask, I’ve packed a few protein bars and some snacks to keep my energy up in the mean time, okay? I’ll only be out for a few hours. Plenty of water too- it’s just a hike so I didn’t pack anything unnecessary.❞ Lu Han reassured the other, careful of saying anything that may cause alarm to the male. And here he was thinking that he, himself, was a worry wort. Someone took that title for sure, whether they wanted it or not.

❝Do you think that's really true? Or is that just some bullshit you compiled in a sentence to try and make me feel better? I understand that I made a decision and I have to stick with it because I can't go back,  but really-- 'you just move on' is not what I want to hear. Who knows how long it'll take to move on.. if I had said something- maybe even stopped that woman, she wouldn't have.. have walked into the street..❞ Heaving a heavy sigh, he covers his face with his palms, hunched over in his seat with his elbows propped upon his knees. Fatal accidents occur all of the time, but seeing one in person changes a person. He had never shared a thought of the impossible becoming possible, and once again, reality strikes. Death seemed so far away, yet the woman wasn't any older than him and lost her life in a matter of seconds; It is imminent and everyone will die some day, so this could possibly be a sign to just enjoy the time he has instead of brooding as if he has nothing to live for in the first place.

A loud laugh erupts from the elder of the two and he shakes his head gently; One of his hands bury their fingers into the other's soft strands of hair to tousle them lightly, a mere sign of his ever-growing affection for the younger. Maybe it'd help if he didn't treat the male as a child, but it was inevitable considering his antics and his attitude reminded him of one. Either a child or a canine-- but not just any canine, possibly one of those oh-so-vicious pitties with their cute little noses and tail-wagging that could swat a fighter jet out of the sky. ❝Well, when you decide to act like an adult, I'll treat you like one. But you're acting more like a puppy that hasn't been fed, so I can't help but coo and call you cute names; even if you don't like them.~ Oh, also, you're paying for the pizza tonight, I paid last time. It's part of being an adult- something you claim to be.❞ Lu Han grins, more satisfied with his logic than he'd ever been. Perhaps he could finally give his wallet a rest.

❝I suggest we leave things as they are. Do you actually want to get accused of stealing and tampering with evidence?❞ His brows arch in genuine concern for the other- baffled as to why he'd even want to tamper with another's belongings to begin with. No matter how curious he may be to figure out what the third party was up to. Although, it was partially their fault as to why the man was unconscious in the stairwell. ❝They wouldn’t tell us anyways, but that doesn't mean we have to be bull-headed and fuck things up further; besides I'm an idol and so are you. If we get caught stealing or dabbling in illegal matters, our careers are fucked-- especially because we’re living in Korea now and we are Chinese. OR are you going to over look that factor as well? You're too precious to me, for me to allow you to get caught up in something stupid. I'll fix this.❞ Lu Han bobs his head once, giving either of the younger's shoulders a squeeze. ❝Go home, okay? I'll handle this and call you later. We can even go for food-- my treat.❞

❝Well how am I supposed to do that when social media is my platform for my work? I mean.. I could ignore it but I have thick skin. My haters are my motivators.❞ Proud to proclaim, he's smiling in such a fashion as he warily looks at the male, licking across the swell of his lower lip to moisten the tier that had grown dry. Ignoring these messages, comments- negative feedback in general wouldn't change the fact that it will remain there whether he sees it or not. It seemed that just these thoughts alone exhausted him, and instead of remaining stuck on the situation, he motions for the male to follow as he saunters further more into his home- looking for some where to sit which ends up being the sofa where a few of his pillows remain from previous nights of crashing there after work. ❝If anything, I'm okay right now. Words never really bother me.. not anymore. So have a seat-- enough about me, you can figure quite a bit out on your own if you look to the press. I'm an idol, I have no private life. But I want to know about you- tell me something cool! Like, do you travel? What do you like doing to pass time?❞

❝You want to see it??❞ Typically, most people would take pity or apologize for the misdeeds of others-- not that Alex didn't in particular, it was just strange to show someone other than his manager the things that others might say of him. As far as he knew, the insults rebounded from his skin as if they were water droplets and his skin was waterproof; Numerous counts of prejudice due to his race and his style of music, yet there were just as many counts of genuine fans that were there to defend his name as best as they could. They were one of the reasons he'd continued to chase his dream as long as he has even after the backlash from leaving in the first place. His fingers were already acting on their own, unlocking his phone and scrolling through his gallery until he found a few screenshots of some of the more.. intense commentary he'd found. Why he had screenshots? Not a clue. Perhaps it was a fuel for him-- to do better and to push harder towards his goals. An unchanging expression was all he wore now aside from the hesitance in his reach as he held the phone over to the male, who would now be protecting his life- a tender bite to his lower lip giving away the anxiety building from the anticipation of his reaction. ❝To be fair, there have been worse things said but.. As you can see, this is some of the things that have been said.❞

❝...❞ Silence follows her proposal and for a moment or so, he's focused on controlling his expression so his frown doesn't deepen. Apparently, his drawing wasn't as impressive as he hoped it'd be. ❝If you don't like it, don't force it. I was hoping it'd at least make you smile or something because it felt like you'd been in a rut lately but I guess not.❞ Briefly, an apologetic smile is forming across his lips and he folds the paper in tow back in half, heaving a little sigh. ❝It's okay though, I'm practicing so when my drawing gets better, I'll draw you another cat. In the mean time, I wan vanilla ice cream- with chocolate syrup. And a hug.❞ Expectantly, he lifts his arms up from his sides and extends them towards the woman. There was a possibility that this may alleviate some of her guilt so anything would work even at the cost of his own well-being. Not that it was in any danger- he was just genuinely butthurt.

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