☾ *– kind of a pretty boy, isn't he? ☽

      SATURDAY afternoons are for him to laze around. if there’s one thing that cain is best at doing ( aside from causing trouble ), it’s probably slacking. he has two assignments due for his potions class, another two for herbology, and one for his charms class that was probably due a month ago - but, well, cain has never really bothered anyway. so when he receives a text from contact name ‘best bro 😤✊’, he eagerly jumps out of bed and heads straight to the lake where he’s supposed to meet hansol.

‘ hey! ’ he bounds up to the figure by the lake, grabbing a pebble from hansol’s hand to throw into the water himself. ‘ um? ’ cain shoots a questioning, almost incredulous glance at him. ‘ no way. don’t tell me you actually believe that bullshit. i can’t even survive on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches alone, so how could the giant squid possibly do so? ’ 

he furrows his eyebrows as he even vaguely considers this, but a grin quickly forms on his lips as he thinks of something else, and playfully nudges hansol. ‘ hey, maybe if you were really curious you could dive down there right now and ask it yourself. then you could prove your friends wrong, right? ’

“ i know... “ hansol paused. he thought it silly to be even considering such a thought, but one could only wonder especially when he didn’t know an inch of what is true. “ it’s just that the more i think of it, the more it sound plausible in my head... weird, innit? hey. pb&j sandwiches aren’t that bad. “ he argued with a smug grimace before throwing another pebble onto the lake’s cold surface.

the throwing soon turned into an unspoken challenge of who can throw farther between the two friends; or at least hansol considered it so. 

You can keep your bowlers black, your top hats sleek and tall, for I’m the Hogwarts Sorting Hat and I can cap them all.

Attention students - please welcome ＣＨＷＥ ＨＡＮＳＯＬ to Hogwarts! He is a SEVENTEEN year old SEVENTH YEAR STUDENT and HALF-VEELA. Would you like to send him a letter?

partnership has never worked out for suzy- she didn’t seem to have that many friends, as she was too reserved and lawful, spring didn’t even have a good relationship with her sisters, as they always rebelled against her motherly words of advice. luckily, the west wind seemed to be opposite of that. there was no room for disagreeing with them, therefore, they got along well and suzy enjoyed his company. “i have to agree on that one. tell me your secrets, how do you do that?” she giggled bouncing in one place lightly. “also, do you spray perfume wherever you go just so people know that you’re coming, like she did?” spring wondered, sniffing the air around in a ridiculous matter. sometimes she acted like a child on christmas morning. “really.. you’ve seem to have matured a bit.” observing him closely, her eyes caught how his features became sharper. “huh? why?” his question wiped the naif smile off her face. “i’m not sure, i don’t usually keep track of my eating habits.” a truthful answer left her lips, her mind working on reproducing memories of the past week.

“defend yourself all you want, it’s not going to make the expression less weird,” she frowned a little. “but your right. i don’t understand why people feel the need to turn almost every word into and abbreviation or replace words with different ones, giving them a new meaning.” fingers snapping a couple of times, her eyes widened as she remembered a recent occurrence. “a young woman came into my store a couple of days ago, requesting a bouquet of orange roses. when i gave it to her, she told me i always ‘slay’ my bouquets.” her voice had the tone like in movie trailers - exaggerated and sublime, as she placed a hand on her chest. “i almost got a heart attack, thinking i that i slew my flowers.” she complained, letting out a long breath. it was a stressful day until she asked her part timer about the word usage. he looked at her weirdly, but it wasn’t like she could have asked anyone else.

a obnoxious whine left her lips. “don’t mom me, you know i’m right.. and yes, a part timer,” she laughed silently at his reaction, shaking her head. “are you planning on pulling something on him? i don’t mind if you do, but just let me know. he’s, i believe, twenty six and not very graceful, so i need to be prepared for the damage. he already managed to make a whole shelf of vases fall oh him,” suzy wasn’t annoyed. if anything, she was dumbfounded at the man. “good, then i’ll keep sending you flowers. don’t keep any flights away from me,” her chin bobbed towards him in an accusing manner. it contrasted with the mellow grin on her face, seeing the way jeonhgan treated her bouquet. “oh please, you don’t need to apologize to me. you know how my relationship with them is. my sisters are a nuisance. they probably throw all the work on your brothers, anyway. “ she murmured, finally spotting a taxi and hopping in without much thought. when he joined her, she looked over at him. “do you want to go to your place and get some rest? you’re probably tired.” usually they went straight to her flower shop to prepare. but suzy couldn’t help but worry about him.

“ beats me, i guess it’s safe to say the genes are behind the reason. “ jeonghan jested. “ fortunately for me i hogged my brothers of all the good genes, what was left was ones inclined to chaos & shenanigans. and no, i don’t spray perfume wherever i go — even as a flight attendant, that is just a waste of well-earned money. “ hundreds of years jeonghan has existed with mortals yet he always found their wage system insufficient. he could’ve gotten himself a raise if he decided to work as a pilot instead of being part of the cabin crew; but he knew he wouldn’t be as content with his life as he was right now. desiring for more would inevitably lure him into downfall, he always kept that in mind. it was always better to lie low. “ really now, after all this time, do you still view me as a kid?  “ an easy laugh erupted. “ alright. that might be contradictory to what i’ve been thinking, but i believe you. “

a look of indifference grazed his features for a while as it later turned into curiosity. the word was only one of the odd things mortals add to their vocabulary nowadays. “ bonkers. what does that mean, slay? “ as much as he was acting in distaste, before he’d know it, jeonghan might be using the word out of context just because it appeals to be used. he would’ve given the other a judgmental gaze if one were to tell him he’s “slaying” when he’s not. and so of course he understood where suji was coming from, that would simply just be weird to hear. “ i want to try and blend in as much as i can but these mortals never run out of things to surprise me day to day.. somehow i still feel archaic. “ he smiled.

     the wind brothers are hardly the most peaceful, relaxing people to be around – however, if he had to pick one for a companion, the west is as good as any. they’re both reserved in their own way; junmyeon likes the quiet, likes solitude and the sound of his own thoughts, while jeonghan’s brothers speak more than enough for him. there’s always been this poise about the west wind. he’s hardly much older than junmyeon ( though to mortals, a century is quite the gap ) so there’s always been a little something there in terms of admiration. he hesitates to call it hero worship, because that might be a bit too much. 

     it’s with near teeth-chattering glee that he notices the man inside of his – well, the corporation’s – store, bent over as he examines a couple of travel-oriented bags hanging on the wall. his approach is quiet, but no so quiet that it would imply teleportation or an attempt to sneak up on the other. “ if you’re looking for one with good support, those are farther along the aisle, ” he says, hoping to be helpful. 

@gdjeonghan

“ employees lingering around me as i shop always made me uneasy, “ he responded with a sigh before eyeing another bag. jeonghan didn’t even bother to look as to who approached him, merely from the other’s voice it was enough for him to figure out it was junmyeon. “ anxious might even be the term. don’t you feel the same way? “ curious; how much of a long time he spent around with others yet he manages to cave in to the comfort zone of his personal solitude in his own ways. 

she scrunched her nose subconsciously at his comment, lower lip pushing out into a pout. denying it was useless. the amount of work that came with owning a flower shop had her full attention. the passing time introduced more customers, orders started piling up, people waited in queues just so they could show their heart to the girl with the welcoming smile. on top of that, when she felt a splurge of energy, a search for a part time worker began. “you’re right,” softly humming, her head slightly swayed left and right. “but that would also mean that spring hadn’t occurred in 200 years.” suzy put a lot of trust in jeonghan in many ways. deeply accustomed to his presence and aware of his nature, she subliminally opened up and grew attached to him. even if spring lived in her fingertips, it would never materialize as flawlessly without his help. she couldn’t do it alone. “and that would either tear me apart from inside or make my body explode from the bottled up energy.” pout replaced by her usual smile, she moved to stand next to him, nudging him slightly. “you do look different, though.”

the way she turned her head at the expression was exactly how puppies duck their head to the side when they hear an unfamiliar sound. “that’s new.. hundreds of years pass and you think you know them but then they go on and turn their…yikes on you.” she couldn’t stop herself from lightly teasing him about it. it took her a while to get used to constantly changing manner of talking, but weird phrases always got to her. suzy would usually complain about it but meeting up with jeonghan and almost smelling the refreshing aroma of nature blooming had her in too good of a mood for it. “indeed,” a nod. “waiting,” a whisper. his soothing voice lulled her and something about the comment made multiple thoughts slowly trickle into her head. she stayed quiet, eyes involuntarily moving drown from his face and focusing on the collar of his coat. the buzz of her thoughts could probably be heard from the other side of the airport. “sorry,” a crooked smile was sent his way when she snapped out of it.

“that’s how babies cope with the unknown world around them, you shouldn’t pout at it,” suzy had a weakness for children, they reminder her of spring. though, when she tried to put herself in his situation, her mind quickly traveled to spells that she could use to settle the state of affairs. she squeezed his forearm emphatically. “i admire you for managing to elegantly cope with it,” she beamed at him. “i found a part timer to help me for a couple of months. though, for now the customers aren’t having it,” one painful sigh later her eyes were focused on the bouquet jeonghan showed her, which paired up with his words and made a perfect cliché. she loved that. that’s why her hands flew to cup her own cheeks at the speed of light. “i am so happy you don’t throw them out,” she was very obviously thrilled. her hands moved away from her face when they were outside to wrap her coat tighter around her frame. “good question, i haven’t heard anything from them either. you know how they are…” they were different from spring, more feisty and feral. especially autumn. being the oldest, suzy felt like she had to look after them, but they refused. it made her an outcast and she spent the bigger part of her long life quite lonely, jeonghan and a couple of other guardians keeping her company. it was another reason why she was so dependent on the west wind. “any news from your brothers?” she raised a brow before looking around for a cab. suzy didn’t do technology, cars included. she did have one in 1930s but as soon as gps was invented she placed automobiles under the ‘no’ folder in her head.

the guardian couldn’t help but chuckle lightly at her words. it was an impossibility; spring not occurring would be chaotic, especially when suji has to deal with the fact that the season won’t be arriving any time soon. jeonghan himself knew it firsthand how passionate she was as is reflected in the season she was personifying. times like these make him think to himself, what could of have happened if he was assigned to another sister, to another season? it was only one lucky chance, and the bloke usually did not believe strongly on mere chances. “ maybe it’s the hair? “ he prompted as he absentmindedly combed through his long hair. “ you know i get more beautiful by the day... i could give aphrodite a run for the name. besides, it’s not only me who has changed. “ he cast a playful, accusing look at the other. “ hey. have you been eating well these days? “

“ there is nothing wrong with the word. “ surprisingly, jeonghan was quick to defend his choice of vocabulary.  “ i have heard worse as time goes by and i’m quite certain you’ve heard them as well. i’m starting to think that as this earth grows older the evolution of mortals is becoming... concerning. trends these days give me a headache. “ his words were laced with mirth. he sure sounded like the old man that he was, roaming around for seven hundred years and more. fortunately he was eternally trapped in a twenty one year old’s body, which to him had more perks than disadvantages. suji seemed lost in thought again--- and every time she did so he rarely bothered to snap her out of it. it was always a curious thing to wonder as to what she might be thinking about. “ it’s fine, “ he assured her with a small smile; a respond he was used to saying.

eyes focused on him, spring observed how step by step he was making his way towards her. something about jeonghan’s features seemed different to suzy. the face in front of her didn’t match the one in her memory, the thought making her nose scrunch. she took a moment to observe him, a warm, almost motherly gaze wandering around his face. though, it was always like that. during preparations for spring she constantly got so accustomed to seeing him around that once they met after longer periods of time, suzy never forgot to point out that something was different about him. she didn’t forget it then either. “why does it feel like i haven’t seen you in two hundred years? ” judging by how her voice was barely above a whisper, it was more of a question directed at herself than at him. 

tucking on her scarf, the girl looked around, eyes in search for something that would suggest what time it was. a soft hum left her lips when she noticed a clock hanging right over the gate. “i didn’t know when your flight landed,” a silent laugh accompanied the excuse she offered before actually answering him. for a moment, silence echoed between them. “a little bit over two hours.” a sheepish grin on her lips stayed ever since she stopped laughing. “time passed quickly, though,” the way suzy said it made it feel like she wasn’t only talking about her waiting for jeonghan’s flight to land at the airport. with that, she perked up, her smile turning brighter and her frame becoming straighter. for a while now, suzy had been throbbing with energy. it made her jittery and electrified the tips of her fingers. the nature in the shop started looking brighter, different aromas of flowers becoming stronger and mixing together into a very rich and familiar scent. and that particular day, before suzy even realized it, she was out the door of her flower shop, headed to the airport to wait for the other member of her team. 

“how was your flight?” a question that jeonghan heard her ask close to a million times. suzy found his job rather interesting. working as flight attendant suited who and how he was. “any annoying passengers?” she had heard about those a number of times. in stories like that suzy found a lot of entertainment, because even if humans were considered intellectual among other mortal creatures, sometimes they were just so… stupid. “did you keep my flowers?” she looked him over. spring had a tendency of shoving a small bouquets (if you could even call those that) of flowers in his hands before almost every flight. she knew that nothing will happen to him or the plane, but irrational paranoia often took the best of her. it was like a rule she seamlessly followed. give jeonghan a small cluster of stephanotis, preferably jasmine or waxflower, before every flight for good luck. “do you have all your things with you? can we go?” two more questions flew his way. suzy was a quiet type. but the comfort of someone she trusted and knew for a long time always made her open up and talk and/or worry more.

jeonghan blinked, curious himself but letting suzy cater her thoughts as she continued to stare at him. “is it merely an illusion, or is it really two hundred years since we last saw each other? at this rate, we can never be too sure. “ he jested with a faint smile. “ you’ve been busy. “ his tone took on a subtle accusing manner, playful. at one glance he could tell something has changed with suzy as well, and perhaps it was because over the years they’ve grown better and accustomed to blending in with the rest of the human population. change was something he knew would happen inevitably; there was no reason to fight or reject it. jeonghan himself changed over time; the people he was surrounded with, the airlines he was working for, even the very way he dressed and presented himself. yet somehow despite the changes, he could tell suzy’s warmth never faltered. the very essence of spring was engraved in her mere presence, signifying that the cold days were nearing it’s end.

“yikes. “ instead of asking for an apology, the bloke found himself uttering the phrase. it was one of the many he picked up from foreign passengers and the vigorous youth which he meets on almost a daily basis. absentmindedly, he began rubbing the back of his neck. “ i’d ask for an apology... but we’re all accustomed to waiting, aren’t we? “ his smile returned. jeonghan always felt calm and secured with suzy around. sure, a lot of faces turn to forgotten ones in his life as a flight attendant yet hers were one of the few that remained a constant in his life. she had her way of making him feel as if he was back home; together with his parents and his brothers who do not waste any opportunity to raise hell every second of the day.

suzy stood in one place, eyes glued to the green numbers and letters on the screen. twenty minutes… ten minutes. she patiently watched how the numbers kept changing, the corners of her lips tucking more and more upwards with every second that passed. some people cussed at her for being in the way, some elbowed her or nudged her while passing. though, suzy kept quiet, not even sparing them a look. karma takes care of humans like that. besides, it was understandable. they were hurrying to check in and catch their flights.

an announcement rang loudly in the airport, making some people stop, others kept moving, ignoring the gentle yet robotic female voice repeating the same thing. suzy was one of those who listened. ‘this is the pre-boarding announcement for flight….’ she didn’t hear what came after, as it wasn’t something that interested her. though, it made suzy’s eyes rip away from the the board and she looked around, blinking slowly after realizing that staring at the annoyingly green numbers caused her eyes to sting. rubbing them with her fingers, she murmured something in a language only she could understand. minutes later, her gaze was once again on the the board, searching for that one particular flight. three minutes. a gentle smile once again reached her lips and she finally moved away from where she had been standing for at least an hour, finally opening the space for humans to pass without worry.

many people were around her holding cardboard messages, flowers, chocolates, gift bags, waiting for the flight to land and for their family, friends or other loved ones to come out. humans found flights scary, as airplane crashes appeared in headlines frequently. and suzy understood why, when the gate finally opened and passengers started coming out, some people waiting screamed and jumped out of joy, shedding a tear or two after seeing a familiar face leaving the airplane. like that, people that were around suzy started leaving one by one to wherever was their destination. but she stood still, hands shoved deep in her coat pockets and eyes glued to the gate. another fifteen or twenty minutes passed when a familiar figure appeared in her sight. a warm smile found a place on her face when her eyes caught his gaze. and she gave him a look. the look that was only familiar to them. it’s time.

@gdjeonghan

being a flight attendant was the job jeonghan was born to do, aside from his duties as one of the guardians of the wind. he was a natural at being civil towards others; a perfect mixture of not too friendly to the point of being chatty yet not too stoic to refuse being receptive of others. or years he blended in with humans and learned to adapt as one of their own--- landing mundane jobs to another, yet something about being in the air made him feel the most normal. he liked being suspended hundreds feet up in the sky, as he was both there at a certain place and not there at the same time. it also helped a lot that the job paid him well. 

once the last flight he had for the day landed, a sigh escaped his lips. as much as jeonghan liked to travel from one city to another and never staying at one place for a long period of time, he still had to face reality that this was his life now. at some point he would have to go back to being in his apartment and kill time ( mostly browsing through old libraries to find good reads, sometimes he drops by suji’s flower shop too with two coffees in hand. ) his brothers had lives of their own and it has been a while since he heard from them, saving him from inevitable headache. thinking about his siblings made him smile to himself as he clutched the handle of the black trolley he was carrying, making his way out of the plane with the rest of the cabin crew.