MY HEART IS BEATING FOR YOU!

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manami  seemed  like  a  sweetheart,  and  while  teddy  had  picked  up  on  some  flirting  on  her  end,  it  wasn’t  something  he  had  seriously  considered  because  he  didn’t  want  to  inflict  the  complications  on  her  that  dating  someone  like  teddy  normally  came  with.  from  an  outsiders’  point  of  view,  manami’s  life  seemed  stable  and  who  was  he  to  fuck  that  up  for  her?  so  he  starts  curving  her,  making  himself  harder  to  get  ahold  of  and  hoped  she’d  get  the  hint.  but  then,  he’d  run  into  her  at  that  bar  last  night,  and  when  he’d  gone  to  the  parking  lot  to  drive  himself  home…  fuck,  his  head  was  throbbing.  “manami?”  he  slurs,  trying  to  blink  the  sleep  out  of  his  eyes.  “what  –  where  the  fuck  am  i?”

“hi,” she coos at teddy as she reaches down to brush some hair from his face. “oh, my place. you were so smashed last night you couldn’t even tell left from right.” a lie but she doesn’t want him to freak out once he realizes he’s stuck in the room that she so carefully crafted for him. a few pieces of furniture that she knew he owned were bought and placed. he should feel right at home. “you’re probably hung over,” she muses reaching for the advil and holding it up to his lips while grasping the water bottle in her free hand. “take this and then i can make you breakfast.” all a part of the plan, how could teddy want to leave her once he realizes everything she can do for him. he wouldn’t need to lift a finger, wouldn’t even need to think about having to take care of the mundane things of life if he were with her. 

chansung  rarely  had  time  to  leave  the  house  these  days,  trying  to  meet  his  deadline  for  his  webtoon’s  bi-monthly  update  -  and  so  the  attention  from  another  woman  other  than  frances  was  surprising.  he  hadn’t  even  known  how  to  react,  but  thankfully  he  doesn’t  have  to.  chansung  snorts,  gently  linking  their  arms  together  and  leading  her  back  towards  the  bar.  “easy,  kujo.  i  wasn’t  even  able  to  smell  her!  do  you  think  she  was  like,  an  environmentalist  or  something?”  he  rubs  at  the  stubble  he  hadn’t  had  time  to  shave  before  leaving  the  house,  shooting  frances  a  sheepish  smile.  “don’t  think  we’re  busy  just  yet.  want  me  to  buy  you  a  drink  so  we  can  catch  up?”

“who is kujo?” hopefully not more competition she’d have the fend off, she’s starting to lose her patience. frances glances over her shoulder, giving the other woman one last glare before she’s turning her full attention to chansung once more. “she smelled gross, i stick by that... too dirty.” or maybe she was just bitter. “but i would like a drink. i don’t mind whatever it is.” he could probably give her just water and she’d be proud to hold it in her hands just because he gave it to her. sad. 

lainey has to admit she’s curious, since it’s beginning to look like cora is deliberately giving her the cold treatment. (she’s dismayed to feel a twinge of concern, which she quickly shoves down. cora is not the focus in this situation.) still, she’d like to let cora speak before she decides how to react, and it’s with more interest and less trepidation that she heads over to cora’s place. caught in the midst of lowering herself down onto the couch when cora’s accusation comes out, lainey glances over, raising an eyebrow. “and who exactly did you hear this from?” she says coolly, leaning back and crossing her legs. “was it avia? you’re going to trust what she says?”

Sticking her tongue out at him she shakes her head, “No way! Just not her isn’t enough information!” Noki pouts, shaking both of the drinks a little bit, “You got them cus you’re cute, and a cute guy shouldn’t be without a cute person by their side you know!” She didn’t count, she knew that, so she continued, “You have to tell me your type so I can set you up with someone!” Noki pauses, stretching out her arm to shake Noah’s boba at him, “If you don’t I’ll drink your favorite! And I won’t help your wound!” She was joking, she was sure they both knew this, but that didn’t matter any for the time being. She just wanted to know what Noah’s type really was!

Okay five! Five was - five was… oh no. Quan pauses, seemingly listening to get telling him to sit still for a brief moment before the real reason for his sudden stillness was reveled in a sheepish smile to Cora, the prince scratching the side of his neck while he does, “I… forgot what five was.”

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☆:**:. Clumsy… but then again, he had only been trying to get to work in a timely manner ( he can’t lose a bet just because he had decided to sleep in ). He brushes himself off, shaking his head. “No worries. Thanks, you got some long limbs.” He looks up. “Shit, you’re tall. And pretty. Yo, my name is CHANBIN.”

Cora’s hands hover for a couple seconds longer while she makes sure he was steady on his feel before she lets them fall back to her sides once more. Hearing that she’s tall wasn’t exactly new, Cora more often than not towered over most people. Though the rest of his statement has a startled laugh escaping her before she can help herself. “Oh. Thanks. I’m Cora. It’s nice to meet you... I guess better than if I would have been helping you off the ground.”

“It just seems like you’re completely passing by any hard work I might have put into this. I was like twelve when I started out, it was hard,” she said with a slightly frustrated tone. Crossing her arms over her chest, she is still feeling fairly prickly. She can’t help it. She’s had to go through some serious issues being young, being as strong as she could, and being surrounded by not always the greatest people.

❝  yeah  ,  the  before  usually  included  some  knocking  .  maybe  some  prior  mention  that  you’d  be  here  .  ❞  they  aren't  too  bothered  by  jennifer’s  sudden  appearance  but  mild  boundaries  should  be  set  .  right  ?  right  .  ❝  there  wasn't  anything  on  the  agenda  .  i  wanted  to  sleep  early  ,  maybe  even  have  a  bath  .  bubbles  included  .  now  it  just  seems  that  i’ll  be  here  ,  preparing  my  upcoming  funeral  .  ❞  an  overdramatic  statement  ,  they  know  this  .