♡♡ love // 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 ♡♡

         ——     she’s always admired liqin’s unrelenting determination when it comes to glory. and although her bouts of anger and way of releasing frustration is a comedy in itself, she doesn’t allow her loses to deter her from enjoying the game. she’s been playing way before xinyi, after all. “i don’t know why the lack of costumers in the afternoon is still a mystery when you treat them like that.“ she teases. the difference in the flow of business between her and noah’s shift is evident, specially to xinyi who’s had her fair share of experience in the cafe during both times. “you’ve gotten better” she says, before deciding that honesty is a better color on her. “..ish.” liqin isn’t terrible. in fact, she’s seen worse, but the fact that she randomly smashes whatever skill isn’t on cooldown remains to be her downfall, specially in arena. xinyi decides to keep this analysis to herself, however— at least until she asks for her help. she knows how annoying it is to have someone police your playstyle— she has her twin brother to thank for that. “of course.“ she humours her with a smile. “besides, there’s nothing better than pummeling a gloating asshole.” she adds after reading what the guy sent through private chat. the match didn’t last longer than a minute, and much like she anticipated, the opponent asked for a rematch and accused her of cheating, to which she responded with a zzz emoji as a way to express her disinterest. “i accept any form of payment.” she turns to liqin wearing a feign neutral expression. “but lunch will do.”

           · · · · · · ·「 ♡♡♡ 」— — the talent of being completely oblivious to sarcasm whenever it would come in any shape of criticism towards her, was something liqin had acquired by simply having a sister who loved to make fun of her. huffing one last time so the last remains of anger would leave her body, she placed her hands on xinyi’s shoulder and started to massage them, like a manager who was preparing her best player for the next victory. “ i treat them nicely, they just can’t handle being around someone as pretty as me or you -- they’re too flustered.” she half-joked, the anger from earlier forgotten. “ at least they don’t pester me like that baiyin-leech and minion spy, pester noah for whatever reason.” liqin explained; the thought of all these, well, her annoying customers almost sparking her fury again. “ and what do you mean with better-ish ? am i still not good enough ? liya told me my apm increased slightly ? --- what do you think i should fix ?” usually, liqin wouldn’t have dealt so calmly with someone implying that her improvement was barely visible. but when it came to xinyi & whatever she would say, liqin couldn’t help but be genuinely interested in her thoughts. ( eager to know how she could present herself in a better light. ) “ what- wait - you’re already done ?” she noticed, her lips curling into a satisfied grin as she read her opponent’s tempter tantrum in form of at least ten angry emojis and random key smashing. “ how about, you win against that loser for me again ? they’re making fun of me since a month - and in return  i’ll invite you not only to  lunch ... but a lunch date ? hmm ? i will even treat you to ice cream. ” 

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        ——    “ zeyuuuuu ~ ” that’d be the fifth time dachun called out to her friend, tone consistently whinier each time. she’s fully aware of how annoying she’s being, but how else was she supposed to get her attention? when dachun introduced zeyu to glory, she never thought she’d be fixated in it to the point she’s almost at her level, despite her character being new. she assumed her desire to catch up stems from wanting to clear similar-level content together, which only brought her immense joy. however, reality is much different to her expectations, and instead of spending more time together, she finds herself idling around the other as she plays nonstop.  “ you promised we’d go to the mall today ! ”

            · · · · · · ·「 ♡♡♡ 」— — deliberately ignoring her friend proved to be difficult as the constant whining would interrupt with her movements. her eyes would automatically shift to the other as soon as a word would leave her lips & into her well of patience ( which at this point was hitting rock-bottom). her usual calm expression was disrupted by a scowl, her teeth digging deeper into her bottom-lip, until it wasn’t the pain but the realization that she’d lost snapped her out of it. blinking at the screen, in a state of utter denial that she’d just lost , silenced her for a moment. then a deep sigh followed before she finally turned around. “ i’m not in the mood to go with you to the mall at all.” she rose from her seat, gathering her bag “ besides i hate shopping, so stop pestering me about it, dachun. it’s annoying.” 

           · · · · · · ·「 ♡♡♡ 」— — “ listen, you have to pay me if you want me to shape shift into that person.” suvi explained, dipping a piece of bread into the soup, annoyed that she was disturbed even when she was simply having a meal. she knew that taking money for something like that was pretty harsh, but considering the energy that was required for it, it could pass as some kind of labour. and in addition to that, that shit hurt, especially when she was supposed to transform into a completely new figure. “ and why do you want me to do it anyway ? don’t tell me it’s your crush and you just want to look at them.” 

@avngel: “ hey… lie down with me. ”

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         —— this is it. this is what the twenty-seven minutes ride on that worn-out, smelly bus is for. so she could laze about in the middle of the day with her two favorite things in the world: zeyu and strawberry milk. “well someone’s being forward~” she teases, as one does when they have a girlfriend with the most adorable reaction to anything. dachun takes advantage of the rare moments zeyu initiates rather than herself, and flops herself on the couch. scooting backwards until she’s nestled against the other, she brings the straw she was previously chewing on near zeyu’s lips. “sorry, the convenience store was out of chocolate milk.”

· · · · · · · · · · · ·「 ♡♡♡ 」— — “ it’s okay i just wanted to see you anyway.” she mumbled, taking a sip from the strawberry milk she despised so much.·“ do you like it though -?” she snuggled closer to her, wrapping her arms around dachun’s waist ; burying her face in her neck in sheer embarrassment. zeyu didn’t know why she still felt so shy around her. even when she did a thorough research by reading all kinds of shoujo manga ( feeling strangely connected to the heroine’s love interest ). after reverting to the ultimate weapon when it came to love, zeyu had expected to gain some confidence by using the same tricks the male protagonist·would. and yet nothing of it worked. she still stumbled over her words, her cheeks flushing in the attempt to initiate physical contact· for once. “ i mean... you know... if i’m more forward ? ” she asked, avoiding any eye contact so dachun wouldn’t catch her blushing.·

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         ——    ‘charitable’ may not be the go-to word when describing shuchun, but she isn’t heartless enough to turn down an auction and bid her afternoon away with a lucky fan for a good cause, even if she was just a substitute for jiali’s absence; but this also doesn’t mean she’s going to enjoy herself, either. in fact, it’s only been a few minutes since she’d sat down and she already wants to leave. 

[ sms ] help. i’m at a restaurant made for rich businessmen and their mistresses or wtv. [ sms ] its so fancy in here. i don’t know which fork to kill myself with.

              · · · · · · ·「 ♡♡♡ 」— — it was only a coincidence, that liya walked pass by that fancy looking restaurant which displayed their wealth and supposedly tasteful dishes by choosing the biggest window, so any other so-poor-creature could look through it with envy. usually, liya avoided these places, and she never had any reason to visit them as most of her friends didn’t either. that’s why she was even more surprised when she saw shuchun sitting there, looking worse than only miserable. liya contemplated whether she should just leave alone and head home ( tired from all the flying and dealing with called with the other part of socalities-scum ) but as soon as her phone vibrated in her hand, she knew that she didn’t have any choice anyway. 

[ sms ➝ shh shh chunnn ~~ 🤫  ]  i know. look outside. ✌

she waved, attempting to get her attention.

[ sms ➝ shh shh chunnn ~~ 🤫  ] is the food so bad???? ~~ or why r u looking as if u just returned from a funeral ???  

[ sms ➝ shh shh chunnn ~~ 🤫  ] want me to crush your date ?? or whatever it is ??

           ——    “ow, ow, ow— watch the face!” he whines upon feeling the extra pressure on his wounds. somehow, he expected her to pull something like that, but that didn’t lessen the pain any more than if he hadn’t. this isn’t the first time she reacted strongly to him coming home battered, and he knows it wouldn’t be the last either. he tries to tell her that he wins most fights, and whoever was at the receiving end of his fist has it way worse, but that doesn’t seem to lessen her worries. alec makes sure to be careful, or at least as careful as one could get  in a physical altercation, and all that he does for yeeun’s sake. “everything is fine.” he presses, trying to get through to her. its proving difficult when tears start rolling down her face, and the ache he felt hurt more than his body littered with wounds. “listen to me.” he wipes her cheek with his thumb, touch soft and gentle on her skin when he cups her cheek and forces her to look at him. “there is no one in this hellhole of a world i trust more than i trust you. put that in that worrisome lil’ head of yours, okay?” the smile he planned to infect her with leaves his expression, only to be followed by a conscience-heavy sigh. he knows it’s going to bother him if he leaves the conversation as it is, and although every fiber of his being dislikes the thought, he knows her well enough to say she wouldn’t let him go off that easily. “i don’t tell you because i don’t want you to get involved. i don’t want them to know of your relationship with me, cause they’ll come after you too. these are terrible people. worse than oogie boogie who wanted to eat santa claus and almost destroyed christmas had no one fucked with him. guess you can say i’m jack skellington, and you’re my sally. or the dog, whichever you prefer.”

             · · · · · · ·「 ♡♡♡ 」— — “ i’m sorry i didn’t mean to hurt you.” she softened her touch, regretting how she allowed her emotions to cloud her ability to think clearly. -- all the time, she wanted someone to tell her that everything was fine, but when alec finally spoke these words, they just knocked down on an empty shell of herself. “ i know, i know i shouldn’t have doubted you.” she tried to blink away her tears, embarrassed as he was now looking at her. “ i just don’t want anyone to hurt you  -- it’s stupid of me to keep on wishing that -” she halted, wishing what ? that they could just have a normal life ? that he would quit ? but even if he did, what would happen after it ? “ i don’t know.” she reached out this for his hand, guiding it down again. leaning over, she wanted to wrap her arms around him but stopped as she noticed that it’d probably hurt him, with his body covered with bruises. 

            ——    she doesn’t know how to respond to her sarcasm, or if she should at all. most people in her situation would have abandoned this person after such an ill-mannered answer. thankfully, eleanor isn’t one to find offense easily, despite knowing she isn’t the one in the wrong. she rarely is. instead, she apologizes for asking a witless question. eleanor is visibly startled by her abrupt and strong opposition against being taken to the hospital, which only heightens her concern. why does she refuse to go? is she wanted and on the run? she shakes the idea out of her head— clearly she’s been watching too much true crime series. “you’re allergic to hospitals?” she mimes, tongue protruding from between tight lips, an attempt to stop herself from laughing at the obvious lie she made up just now. eleanor isn’t exactly fond of hospitals either, but she wouldn’t call herself allergic. “alright, alright.” she says, like it wasn’t her intention in the first place. “i trust you.” did she really say that to a stranger she was just wary about seconds prior to this exchange? yes she did. “it’s less than a block from here, so try to endure it til then, okay?” with an arm supporting the girl’s waist, she began to guide her in cautious steps towards the sharehouse. “don’t worry, i’ll protect you.” bold words coming from someone who has the physical proficiency of a fish out of water. “i always carry pepper spray with me. and if that doesn’t work, then.. um.. i’m sure it’ll be fine!”

              · · · · · · ·「 ♡♡♡ 」— — “ i am, so what ?” yina retorted, feeling more irritable than she usually did. it wasn’t her being, hurt or paranoid. she was used to it. but it was rather the way the stranger reacted to her. instead of getting mad at her like they usually would, she was still treating her with kindness even when she did not deserve it. and that was what confused her the most, because someone actually being nice to her was such a strange concept, that she barely know what to do or say. “ uhm.. okay ? you don’t even know my name, but whatever.”  that was easy, she thought. wondering now if perhaps she was just about to go into a sociopaths house, and she would be the one dying. or maybe she really was just naive. --  whatever it was, she would deal with it later. if she still was be alive till then. “ i won’t die from walking a little. i’m used to worse, so you don’t need to worry about hiding my corpse.” she sounded casual, however, the way she clung to the other, dragging her heavy legs across the dirty ground contradicted her actions. “ i think it’s you who needs protection, small and weak people like you shouldn’t walk around alone at night -- . ” she groaned, the adrenaline was dying down and the  longer they walked, the more she noticed the pain that was slowly setting in. she was getting impatient and if they didn’t arrived soon, she would probably just collapse and die in the most pathetic way. “ are we there yet ? it’s that one, your house, right ?” she said, pointing at a shed.