Angel

i cannot satiate my addiction like what the actual fuck i wake up everyday and check my phone then scroll on tumblr, pinterest, twitter to see his face and then i log into hsr just to stare and his face while LITTERALLY DOING NOTHING? I DO THIS FOR 4 HOURS AFTER WAKING UP AND I CHECK THE TIME ITS ALREADY 3 PM???

You’re scared.

Of what?

Phainon, to be honest.

It was literally a peaceful day after amphoreus was made real, and as a celebration, everyone who helped amphoreus was invited to tour around the place. You remembered greeting way too many people in a couple of minutes and shooting a look to the IPC.

Thanks to Cerydra, they didn’t do anything… For now at least.

Once the crowd started to die down, people left to explore, which left you, Mydei, and Phainon. Not a great trio but it definitely works! … You think?

But it’s never a good moment with them, especially since they’re rivals and Phainon is a pro at ragebaiting. And—not really surprisingly—they’re arguing about something childish while you stand there, looking back and forth between them.

You really wished you stayed with the Astral Express.

Sighing, you facepalmed, turning on your foot to leave them alone before it gets serious until hot air blew onto your back.

“Oh my Gods.”

Lo and behold, Khaslana.

You and Mydei blinked at eachother, “Stop transforming into Khaslana for every minor inconvenience!” You yelled out, trying to usher Khaslana down so he wouldn’t draw any attention to the three of you.

“It was Mydei’s fault!”

The Kremoan scoffed and crossed his arms, “You’re so sensitive, Deliverer.” Khaslana huffed and turned around, his back to the both of you.

You clasped your hands together with closed eyes and a pleading look.

Us everytime Phainon transforms for shits and giggles at this point