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"I'm not possessive, I was merely asking."

She's right though, Leo isn't the type to dwell on such mundane things as feelings but what is his, is his alone. And nobody could tell him otherwise; her teasing only proved she knew exactly what he was thinking, and for a moment there he feels a little embarassed to even continue the thought yet as competitive as he is, he wouldn't back down from a good banter. "You think you could assume what I think, Jimin?" he asks, taking a step forward to close the distance they have.

"That's Leo to you." tone a little stern than earlier's, he lets her drag her fingers on his shirt, his eyes never leving hers within the ministrations accompanied by her voice. "Is this how you treat the prince, then? Without any respect?" he adds, his hand holding hers now to stop her from touching his lips again, because it was a little too warm for his liking. His walls diminished as he feels his voice getting softer, eyes trailing along her features--his thoughts barely registering in his head. "How dare you touch me?" he murmurs, leaning closer to her, keeping the hold on her hand so he could hold it higher, almost barely reachable, away from his face. Leo closes the gap between them even further, his lips barely gazing over hers as he smirks.

“With how much I want to drink right now it’s either somewhere cheap or I completely bankrupt myself.”

“I can pay for right now, you can pay me back without interest. Then again, your list is kind of piling up now.”

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year?

“If I am deemed to be worthy, I guess. Relationships are hard to manage, it takes two to sail the ship and I need a partner for all the crimes I will commit, so I need a dedicated individual to be by my side, whatever happens. If they can do that, and if I think there might be a chance, sure, why not.”

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you?

“Yes. But they did, anyway.”

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you?

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends?

“No, they’re all shit.”

55. Share a relationship story.

“Romeo and Juliet, the greatest and stupidest love story of all. Who the fuck would pretend they died to rekindle a long, lost love? that’s fucking stupid.” He teases, sighing at the fact that he really couldn’t get the stupid love story that a lot of people admire. “I don’t know what kind of story you want from me, it’s not even your bed time yet but I’ll try...?” He muses, scratching his nape as he tries to think of a story. 

“Once upon a time, there’s a lion and a sheep. The sheep was training to be the best sheep in town that produces the best kind of wool, and the lion was trying to be a lion. The lion was supposed to eat the sheep one night, because he was hungry, but he was met with the most beautiful prey he could ever meet. The lion contemplated, the sheep did not beg for her own life but they befriended each other. The sheep shares her hay to sleep on when the nights are cold, and the lion would give the sheep a rabbit he hunted. Their friendship grew until the sheep needed to go, because she was going to be the producer of the best wool, she would need to travel across the world in order to be protected and cared for as the lion stays. The lion, with no means to follow her, tried to roam across the land and sea to search for her. Alas, they never meet again.”

57. Things you want to say to an ex

5. Are you in love?

“At the moment? No. I’m still rekindling my torn self-love and that’s what I’m focused on right now.” It sounds weird, to talk about himself, but he did choose this, to be bombarded with questions about his private life. Leo shrugs, pushing his hair back as he adds. “It’ll come.”

9. Describe your perfect mate

“Someone with the same sense of humor as I do, which normally revolves around dark humor, satire, and maybe... physical humor. I don’t ask for a lot, but I think it’ll be nice to have someone who knows how to communicate, because I, for one, don’t.” 

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl?

“I wouldn’t try and lie, and say no. Because I have. At first, I thought crying is a sign of weakness, but I’ve lost people, I’ve lost a lot of those who truly knows who I am and what I am capable of. They were worth it. Not anymore, of course, I moved on.” 

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept?

@jaenv 

“Anywhere that sells cheap drinks.”

“cheap drinks taste nothing but a bland aftertaste of soda. that’s what it really is, do you really want that? because i don’t”

15. Do you have any piercings?

“No. At some point I thought about it but no, I don’t think I’ll get it.” He shrugs, tapping his fingers along his thigh. “Then again... nah, no. I don’t think I’ll get it.”

16. Do you have any tattoos?

“This one, yes, I do have.” He hums, accordingly. Leo points behind him, gesturing a position. “Around there, somewhere. It’s the kanji for love, don’t judge but I really like Gaara from Naruto and I liked the “birthmark” on his forehead so I copied it.” 

17. Do you like kissing in public?

“I don’t particularly like it, just because I don’t feel comfortable doing affection in public. But I do compensate, normally I like holding hands, but that’s basically about it.” Besides, kissing in public normally lead to something else than just kissing.

20. Do you shower every day?

His father would’ve wanted him to join the team, and he is, but not as fully as how his younger siblings are. A family, is what they call it, he just calls them his parents and them, his siblings. 

It wasn’t a different idea from how he established the relationship to be. His mother dealt with the fact that he wants to live on his own, despite the circumstance, and his father blamed himself for not being good enough. His dream, when he was a kid, was to be someone whom his father is proud of and he couldn’t seem to identify the difference of that and what he has accomplished to himself.

Leo sighs, at times, he thinks that his relationship with his godfather shouldn’t be better than how his relationship with his own father is but what can he do? Is his father here? No. His duty as the King strains him to be the leader of a population only some can deem reputable, and he couldn’t even care any less. Baekhyun, on the other hand, had been supporting him throughout his own adventures. 

“Perhaps, one can say that this is a dream come true.” His life, is what he is pertaining to, yet he couldn’t seem to agree further. “When I was a kid, I was always fascinated with cars...because that’s the only thing I could connect to my father. He loves his cars, he has a fuck ton of them, now that I have my own life, I can’t tell. I guess it’s still there, but isn’t that the idea of how to live your life? To get another dream once you’ve fulfilled the others?”

Maybe it’s just the weird atmosphere they have at the moment, or maybe it’s the true nature of their relationship, but he would be honest if he says that Baekhyun is more of his father figure than his actual father. He wouldn’t tell him personally, because why would he? Their relationship is far more complicated than normal, their feelings are buried deep instead of being shown, and that’s a good thing, because Leo, as far as he knows himself, wouldn’t show any affection toward the other. 

Not in a million years. 

Yet, today may be different, as how things should go. Different. It’s not at all a negative connotation to anything, it’s just...different.

“Live in the moment, there’s less regrets.” A seemingly nonchalant response which is paired with an easy rolling of her shoulders to emphasise the woman’s casual response. Irrespective of appearances, Soojung’s intent is not to give the younger a life lesson or lecture him about how he ought to live his own life. Any impression of such a thing is hopefully chased away via the daubs of humour which flourish upon her features within the next moment. “Right now, I’m craving a lot of bingsu.” Her vocals are matching her expression now, jocundity winding itself around such an utterance and continuing to linger on into the next. “Eating the whole bingsu menu isn’t something that will cause any regrets.” Those carefree, amiable vibes live on.

A soft sound of affirmation, simultaneously reaching for the keys belonging to a vehicle which has been sat silently in its allocated spot for some time. That is about to change. “I’ve been practicing a lot since the last time.” An utterance which is intended to reassure him that their drive wouldn’t be the same as it had been the last time; her slightly flawed driving has improved drastically. In fact, now that Soojung has had a lot more practice she’s found she even enjoys being the one behind the wheel from time to time. Without another word, she leads the way down to the aforesaid vehicle which is patiently waiting for its two passengers. A thoughtful expression crosses her face as she situates herself into the driver’s seat, a second of two elapsing before such a thought is voiced. “I’m craving an iced coffee…. Do you think if we eat the whole bingsu menu, we’ll be able to get iced coffee too?”

How are you, have you been taking care of yourself, have you been seeing the world, have you finished your studies? Those are just a few of the flurry of queries Soojung has balanced upon the tip of her tongue. They have a lot to catch up on with one another. Two years in fact. However, for now there is no rush. Right now, Soojung is more than content with living in the moment.

Here she is, with her sentiments about life and how to live. It’s not a bad thing to live in such idea, but at times he feels like he’s not living at the same way others do. In fact, he hates how he needs to live in the shadows sometimes, because nobody can actually accept what he is, and within societal norm, it’s not natural to have any kind of supernatural element in the world full of humans and mediocrity. “We can’t all live in the moment, some live in the past, some in the future. We’re just... in the middle, right now.” He shrugs, pushing his hair back to wipe the sweat on his skin. Turning to her with a smile because nothing ever changes, the little things, he supposes, especially with her love for sweets.

“Soojung, I don’t think your stomach can fathom any suggestion of bitterness and sweet, with a pinch of caffeine.” His eyes went wide for a second there, because he knows it wouldn’t go well with the things they’re going to eat (he will be honest about the fact that he might just get one bowl and she will eat the rest). Jaehyun follows her to her car, walking behind her, then catching up after some time. “I think we should eat the bingsu first, then maybe we can get iced coffee later. How do you think about that?” He raises his brows, gesturing her to unlock the car as he waits by the passenger seat. 

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“Yah!”

Naeun’s jaw dropped once hearing that not-so-subtle jab at her height. Narrowed eyes leveled on his face as her bottom lip poked out, her sulking expression deepening. Even if twisted ankle felt like someone stabbing her repeatedly, being called short felt worse.

Okay… maybe that was a little dramatic and shallow but still– Leo knew she hated her maturity being equated to how tall she was. “I’d rather crawl than be called a shortie high school student again.” Stupidity clearly accompanied dramatics. As she span on her heels for her theatrical exit, she screamed in pain, her hand catching her swollen ankle as she fell to the floor in tears. There was no avoiding this, three days out from her showcase and she’d possibly ruined her chances of participating.

Looking up at her friend through her damp lashes, her hand finally reached out for him, “I don’t.. know what I’m going to do. Leo, I can’t sit out… I can’t.”

“It’s not my fault you’re short.” He shrugs, obviously teasing her at this point. Then his expression subtly changed with the idea of her skipping the appointment he already planned, or at least, will do if she agrees on it. “Look, it’s not going to be fun if you sit out for the whole event if you keep this up, now would it?” he says, almost too sternly. The idea of her not agreeing over the fact that she needs to be checked is almost absurd, she needed this, and her own stubborn countenance doesn’t seem to fit within the equation that Leo already calculated in his head. 

He sighs, dropping down in a squat to look at her with a hand leaning forward to flick on her forehead. “Keep that up and you’ll have your ankle out of your jolt. It’ll probably be worse.” He clicks his tongue, reaching a hand forward to pull her arm around his shoulder. “Stop being stubborn, you wouldn’t be able to dance if you keep straining your ankle anyway. Maybe we can ask your coach to make an alibi for you to dance next time.”

Heiran had known that Leo wasn’t quite as on board with the idea of trying a new place but that hadn’t stopped her from twisting his arm into giving it a try with her. As many said it was always good to expand your horizons and experience new things and she had thought in a strange way this might actually do him some good, though of course that had turned out to be a wrong assumption when he’d complained the moment he sat down. If it hadn’t have been for that strange feeling she would probably have giving him a friendly scolding to open his mind up to trying new things but she was far too distracted for that.

Of all the people she could have run into it had to be one of the creepier clients who attended the establishment she worked and she didn’t doubt he wouldn’t make his way over at some point, giving away the truth of what she did to her friend and that was something she couldn’t allow to happen. 

Despite her discomfort she still responds to his teasing with an amused roll of her eyes as she found herself back on her feet. “You have to try new things one day, you know. Like there are these things called fruits, vegetables and herbs. Mind blowing I know but you should give them a try instead of living on cheese curds and spam sticks.” Despite how calm she was trying to speak there was still an obvious waver of worry there beneath her words and not a second more was wasted as she moved straight for the door.

At that time, it took him quite a lot not to yawn at the fact that she’s telling him things he already know. It’s not a bad thing, he thinks it’s quite the contrary but the fact that it gets on his nerves, when he should be in charge of what he needs to do or what he wants to do, is, as obvious as he should put it, entirely up to him to decide. Leo could only shrug at the idea, that’s the only thing he can do anyway, without feeling like he disrespects her opinion. “Come on, let’s go before that waiter give me that stink eye for sitting us down but not ordering anything.” He shuffles out of the way, gesturing her to follow him as he steps out of the establishment. 

He’s not an idiot. He may be, sometimes, but not to the fact that she feels uncomfortable with an idea that he thinks may be related to her personal and private life. They may knew each other, but not too much to be in tact of what is happening and what truly bothers them. “Hey, if you can get all the coffee you want, I can get all the cheese curds I want. I don’t judge, so you shouldn’t, either.” He shakes his head, walking beside her as he slips his hands in his pocket for a change. Leo thinks the weather is nice, too nice, yet he also knew that the bipolar weather can be an effect of a bigger phenomenon around the world that causes the heat of the sun to be too much for them to handle. 

“So what do you want to try to eat first?” He raises a brow, turning to her as they walk along the other people by the sidewalk. “I’ll probably grab something to drink first while we walk around, what do you think? It’s kinda hot.”