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Thankfully Kai is coming down from this grouch episode quickly and coming to his senses. Very rarely does Myungsoo resort to violence but he was beginning to feel like he wasn’t going to have to slap the other there in a moment. An audible sigh of relief escapes from his lips and his shoulders loose their tension. Myungsoo lifts his boot up onto the wall beside the two of them and flicks the fallen ashes away from it, eyeballing Kai as if he still can’t believe the other would possibly throw ash on designer boots.

“Good. Yes, it is what I wanted. An apology. Thank you. Apology accepted.” The fallen star stands up straight and runs his fingers through his bleach blond locks. Even though Myungsoo still looks a little burned by Kai’s actions toward him, he tries to let it roll off of his back. At least the other recognized his stupidity.

Kai’s assumption is correct, and Myungsoo does follow the other male down the sidewalk. The people were staring, but he usually isn’t concerned with such things. Let them stare. Myungsoo doesn’t care what they think anyway. 

“Fine, we’ll forget it. I won’t hold it over you that I fucking told you. That’ll be the last time I say it.” The fallen star pauses for a moment, grasping onto Kai’s arm. He allows his icy blue eyes to wander over Kai’s bruises, and he feels sorry for him. He could heal them, if only Kai knew that he’s a star. Myungsoo sighs softly, brushing his fingers in a gentle manner over Kai’s arm before letting go of his friend. “I would have probably resorted to giving them a verbal smackdown and then cried if they tried to beat me up. Or spat in their face and gotten beaten up anyway.”

Or released his shine until the asshole was blinded permanently.

“Next time, try to walk away.”

Myungsoo certainly was egging the situation on and making it worse, making him wish he could take back his apology. Almost. It was simply him being in a sour mood that made him think that way, it was hard for him to pull out of a bad mood once he was in one due to his own stubbornness. But instead of biting back at his words, he sucks in a deep breath and remains silent for a little while longer. At least he could think before he spoke, something he had struggled with for years. It had gotten him into trouble one too many times that he realized it was time for a change. And no, it wasn’t easy.

“Yeah, fine. I’ll let you tell me so. It’ll be the last time, though. So better soak it up.” He scoffs a little, his brown hues focused upon his sneakers as they walked in sync to one another. As soon as his hands are grazing against his skin, he finds tense shoulders relaxing. There was no use continuing to be upset over things that were out of his control. It rendered him soft, almost back to himself again.

Plus, he knew Myungsoo was only being so harsh and blunt because he cared. It seemed like he did, at least. “Yeah, I know. I’m listening to everything you’re saying I promise.” A small smile is present, for the first time ever since the incident. If one thing was for certain, at least he could get a laugh or a genuine smile out of him despite fighting minutes prior.

“Sorry, ‘bout your shoes. I know how you feel about that kinda stuff.” He holds back a laugh, but his smile grows wider as he glances over at the other male. “I did pretty well in that fight though, you gotta admit.” He purses his lips, wanting to at least add that tad bit in for his pride. Just another memory, and another thing in his past.

(SMS: Taem) : Oh wonderful. So this is now my problem, too. (SMS: Taem) : Bring it over, dork. Can’t be that hard to figure out, right?

@kkxai // regulus & kai // you don’t impress me.

As toxic tendrils of smoke make their way into his personal space, Regulus coughs, narrowing his brows to show his distaste. He lifts his hand up, brushing the rest of the smoke away so that he can attempt to breathe. Gods, Regulus fucking hates cigarettes. They are nothing short of vile.

It’s not until the ashes of said cigarette flicker down toward his designer shoes that Regulus feels his patience fly out of the window. “You’re being a real dick right now, Kai!” He reaches out and gently pushes Kai’s hand away from him, so that the cigarette swings in the opposite direction.

And then he’s told to get away from the other, and those words stab through his chest more than he thought they would. What kind of friends talk to each other this way? “You can’t go around treating people like shit whenever you feel like it suits you. I was trying to help, and maybe all I wanted was a fucking apology!”

Now the fallen star kicks lightly at Kai’s shoe, the most violent he would get really. Reaching up, Regulus has to allow his frustration to come out in some way, so he brushes his fingers through his hair. “I’m not gonna fucking go away, because that’s not what friends do. So you can fuck right off, swallow the attitude, and get over yourself.”

The realization that he was being a complete asshole hadn’t quite registered until his hand is shoved away, and a kick is delivered to the sneakers he had been wearing. He fumbles for a moment, the cigarette dropping to concrete below him which he could only assume was Regulus’ intention the entire time. 

Kai sucks in a deep breath, mulling over mentally about how he should exercise breathing and calm the fuck down. Anger taken out on friends, and friends who stick around for that, he couldn’t be more appreciative. It was hard to show, however.

“I.. fuck.” He brings a hand up now to roughly push through messy locks. He was, again, in realization about how much he made himself look like an ass. People were staring, he keeps his mouth much more quieter now.

“I’m sorry, okay? Is that what you were waiting for? Is that what you want? I get it.” Kai scoffs, pushing himself away from the wall his body had been propped against to begin walking in the opposite direction. He assumed Regulus would follow, after insisting his position of going nowhere.

“Can we just forget this? Seriously? It’s bad enough that happened. I know you were trying to warn me.” He dismisses it now, and although he hadn’t had wounds to show on his face(though if anyone looked close enough, he had bruises just beneath his jawline) he made sure he was wearing long-sleeves. Colorful bruises adorned his arms, his abdomen, a fight that he had gotten into despite Regulus’ firm standpoint in attempting him to avoid that at any cost. If anything, his pride was hurt and he was embarrassed. Not that he’d ever admit it.

in all honesty, kibum thought about taking a demo copy of the new album and send it to kai before it was released. tell him in a way that part of that album was about him, even if he didn’t remember. now though? that intention has been destroyed with something better and scarier. the young photographer is back into his life, would stay for a few weeks at least.

somehow, kibum doesn’t think it is all excellent news even when it feels like it.

❝ a place to go? ❞ he repeats, swallowing then. eyes shifted to the door, expecting maria to arrive at any moment. ❝ i think she wanted to take us out for dinner but… ❞ he looks back at kai and he finds his answer right there, in the same earnest expression that had won him over without even trying to. ❝ let’s go to visit this place of yours, we can make it up for her tomorrow. when inspiration is banging on your door, you don’t say ‘ no ‘ to it. ❞

as he is going to grab his backpack, his hand freezes mid-air. i’m all yours. those three words resound in his ears, make his heart skip a beat. weren’t those the words he had heard before in a very different situation? yearning sat low in his chest, heavy and hot. lips fought to move and keep the appearances. kibum manages to shoot him a smile, but the expression is not good, it doesn’t reach his eyes. still, he tries his best to keep his turmoil away from view.  

❝ maria will probably want us to start working on this as soon as possible, ❞ he points out, knowing that he should not be harboring false hopes, should not be thinking about scenarios that won’t come to happen. 

yet he doesn’t listen.

❝ so maybe we can go to the place you mentioned and then have dinner while we discuss the project? ❞ his heart thuds against his chest as a warning he can hear all too well. ❝ unless you have something else to do, of course, i wouldn’t want to take your free time away like that. ❞

The mentioning of dinner instantly made him realize that hours had probably passed by now with the sun setting. It was always like this, spending seconds and minutes within him that hadn’t felt like too long but yet would end up being hours later before he realized. It was as if relieving the past. Nervous habits ensue, he was chewing the inside of his cheek as he hastily got up to place the chair back in the spot it was earlier.

“Oh, no- no.” He stops himself and inhales, he was too quick to retort back about his schedule. Should he have lied to get away? Just for a bit, to collect his thoughts and return again tomorrow? He wasn’t using his brain, but he was typically used to going with the flow.

Kai swallows hard and shoots Kibum the warmest smile he could manage, “No, I’m not busy. Let me just show you the studio and we can uh, meet Maria for that dinner? That way at least you’ll have somethin’ to sleep on.”

at first, she had been worried about the sun. stories of vampires bursting into flames just by the idea of the star beating on them. even sparkling in the heat wasn’t real, with zero chances of her turning into a diamond or a bedazzled being. she wasn’t exhausted yet, the truth of it actually draining their energy than it was harmful, at least not as fast if you fed well enough. she could enjoy the sun so long she was prepared for it, and while she rather did stay inside during the day, being outside with kai as the sun made his hair and skin glow, was worth the hassle.

miha likes him, that had been evident now. probably had for a while, but it seemed that it just weaved together something that happened overtime without any words being said, or hints being thrown around. she liked it, how natural it was to fall into it, to hold his hand and be so close. it made her wonder how it was like to kiss him if the feeling would intensify if she presses her lips against his. but she was afraid of two things, his reaction and how her own new instincts would react to it. she didn’t want to think of his scent, not like that. ❝ even if it does bother me, I can’t turn back anymore. ❞ miha sighs, but she didn’t want to ruin the mood, knowing what that change meant.

she silently thanks him for the playful way their hands sway between them. it was adorable, something that would look like love to outsiders. but that was a topic for another time, maybe for another while. there was honesty between them that made her feel terrible of keeping her secret, with them being so comfortable, and perhaps she had to invite him over to her home to tell him when there was no one else that could listen. ❝ Is that so! you might have unleashed a monster with that statement. ❞ miha was snickering, already thinking of what to ask him. ❝ you mentioned stupid things, so what was the stupidest thing you have done when you were younger? ❞

they ended up at a park, the blossoms were already falling. spring was at its peak, and it had never looked this magical before. she hadn’t been happy for a while, not like this. ❝ well, if you mean neighborhood wise, its a snoozefest. wealthy, money, luxury. i can’t complain, though, because not many people have that. ❞

It hadn’t mattered how different their lifestyles were growing up, or how different they were now, if connection was there it simply was. He was the type to shy away at first, but now that he had begun to open up more to people it had gotten easier. Running away was not the answer to anything, as he learned the hard way through the years. The young Kai would have presumed Miha as the type to not ever understand him, therefore he would have pushed her away and ensured she stayed away.

Thank god lessons were learned and he could breathe easy now. Kai was inhaling the fresh air, eyes closing for a moment to relish the cool breeze that whips by. The more the sun set, the more cold air had enveloped them. He opted to take her to a restaurant after, not even mentioning it because he knew the petite female would not oppose.

“Please. Monster does not fit in any description or sentence with you in it.” Eyes roll, his elbow a playful jab into her side before he’s once again tugging her close to his taller frame. A simple stroll in the park is what ended up ensuing, sticking to the quiet sidewalk as children are heard laughing in the distance at some playground area. Soon enough, everyone would retreat inside. Lips purse for a moment, his gaze fixated on the way their hands were clasped effortlessly in one another.

“Sincerely stupid things. I mean, don’t look at me wrong but..” He pauses, laughing at his own memories of teenage years before he continues. “Got arrested twice, me and my so-called friends attempted to steal from cars. Don’t say anything about that, I don’t tell many people.” For risk of judgement of course, but as he speaks he has a smile on his lips because it was all history now. It didn’t depict who he was today and he figured Miha might find humor in it all. “Drugs, occasionally too. You know.. what they call stupid.”

Album Prompt Here. 

Wrong place, wrong time. Frustration and anger was an understatement, his slender fingers shaking as the cigarette is brought up between his lips. He inhales deeply before exhaling the white cloud straight towards the other male who was quite honestly too close.

Kai typically didn’t let words get to him too much, he had learn how to handle that mentally. But given the current circumstance and who it was, he was beyond bothered.

“God, what the hell do you want from me?” He spits back, flicking ashes on the ground towards their shoes on purpose-- like he wanted to egg him on too, have him feel just how irritated he was.

 ❛ couldn’t be helped with your disastrous taste .  ❜  she’s quick to  quipped back ,  attention pulled away from his frame as her ears picked up the sound of the duffle bag being taken .    a sly   smirk playing across her tiers at his words that were filled with wonder to where she got her hands on the clothes .  if only he knew , most likely he would have booked it out of there by now .  she wasn’t stupid enough though to tell him as she merely shrugs her shoulders .   ❛ smart , human boy .  ❜   her words dance out of out of her tiers  without much thought ,  exhaling as his presence finds itself out of her range . 

didn’t take long for him to be back  ,  head perking up as she found herself peering up at him .  eyes inhaling the visage of before her as a smug grin plays along her tiers .  she had to admit that she had good taste .   ❛  do  you think i’ll let you come with me if you looked like a mess ? no  , darling i have a rep to keep up.  ❜  soft is the tsk that pushes past her , her hand carefully coming to push his away as she shakes her head at him .   ❛  changed my mind . i don’t know how you’ll handle foreign horsepower and my baby is my prize.  ❜  it’s what she does  — taunt and pull and it wasn’t about to change as she got off his desk  ,  hands running down her frame to remove any wrinkles .     ❛  hurry up , kai  or i’ll be leaving you behind.  ❜  subtle motion she leads the way out of his place ,already being too    familiar   with the layout with the amount of times she had come unannounced .  

there were many things that zephyr was into   —  and cars were on that list .  one of the very few   inventions    created by humans that she had taken liking into .  much like how she cared for her prizes , the dragon was possessive . it’s the baby blue 1970 plymouth barracuda ; all  american muscle laid out for the viewing as she feels a swell in her chest .   hours of hard work poured into the vehicle , every single update upon the    old   classic car was done by her hands .  years of being on this earth gave her the time to dabble into some fields , most that dealt with craftsmen ship but those where little things kai would never know .   ❛  she’s a beauty, ain’t she ? ❜   yes that was pride in her chest as she hits the remote to unlock the doors .  ❛  she’s gonna be in the race , tonight .  i like ya, but not sure if you’re ready for the muscle behind this car.   ❜   she hums with delight as she heads over to the drivers side , carefully opening the door  taking her rightful seat behind the wheel .   ❛  you getting in or what ?   ❜   the soft purr of her engine breathing life into the beast she called her own . 

this was what she liked ;  the view of cars lined up to be displayed , hoods popped open to showcase the power underneath  . a crowd of bodies mingling scattered in all different directions as  she carefully finds herself pulling into the dirt road  .  sound of music playing was far from the ears of any local authority . it helped that the one that was behind this little event was the child of the man behind the constriction.  rich little humans that wanted to play with the big kids , if she had to be honest .   women in skimpy outfits , drawn to the winners   or with the people with the most luxurious rides .  she stood out like a sore thumb , not that she minded it as she parked her car by another import  — japanese muscle from the looks of it .   ❛  try not to get into any trouble , kai . ❜  her voice breaks the silence within her car ; aside from the music that had been lowly playing in the background , the ride had been casual . she doesn’t tell him because she thinks he will , but most of these people were bound to want to start any with a new face on the scene.   ❛   these kids have big pockets and i often enjoy emptying them out .  ❜   she muses as she flashes him a grin  , there’s no good to come out with her behind the wheel and let alone in a race .  this wasn’t like what most people would imagine  – these drag races were dangerous and a lot of these kids had a few bodies tucked under their belt .   

 ❛   also , i should remind you if you pick up any tail , to get it done here because i ain’t about to drive a horny girl in my car.  those types of stains aren’t good for my leather .  ❜   she’s cheeky with her words but firm as she undoes her belt before reaching out over to his side to open the dashboard taking out her pink slip  , hand pressed on his thigh for a moment to keep herself  stable before she pulls away with a coy smile .  it wouldn’t be her if she wasn’t handsy and she wasn’t about to change her antics as she climbs out .  lungs inhaling the scent of booze , drugs  and other substance her keen nose could pick up on .   ❛  so what do you think ? ❜    question lingers out of her voice as she tucks the ownership paper of her car into her pocket and slips on the leather jacket she had in the back of her car covering what little it could from her already exposed skin .   the chill of the hill air not bothering her .   

 ❛  god , i missed this scene.    ❜  

Yerin was truly something else, with her harsh words and blunt opinions. But she was the type to dish it, and he was the type to send it right back. At least, with her he learned how to play her little games. He wasn’t about to be feeding from the palm of her hand but he would go along with her, let her show him the ropes of her underground lifestyle. So, he was like her little toy and if she wanted him to change his clothes and act a certain way to “fit in”, he would. Without much complaint, too.

It shouldn’t have come as much as a surprise either that she wasn’t going to let him drive. Once his dark hues had landed on her vehicle, he felt adrenaline already pumping through his veins with excitement. God, how he’d love to get his own hands behind those wheels. “If only you knew what I could handle. You’re a tease, Yerin. Ever heard that before? Ah, don’t even answer.” He’s flashing her a smirk as he had climbed in on the passenger side.

Nervous was a quality he always possessed, but he was oddly enough comfortable as they approached the scene. It was a mad house almost, loud music blasting and voices carrying on through the night. A scene he had only been to a few times with Yerin, and a scene he wasn’t quite used to yet. Nonetheless, fingers are brushing through styled, chocolate brown hair to push the strands from out of his eyes so that he wouldn’t miss a second of what was unraveling here.

“You don’t have to worry about me getting into trouble, sounds like that’s my line for you. But, if trouble finds us.. I can handle my own.” He was still sporting a grin, wanting to reassure her but if anything she was probably going to be the handful of the two of them. At least that he could say for certain. But this was, again, Yerin’s scene. What she said, he took to heart. He knew these were a bunch of rich kids, snobby people who he didn’t quite belong with. It wasn’t his type of people in general, but he knew how to coat his words with honey and tell anyone what they wanted to hear.

Kai had his hand on the door handle, a sharp breath taken once a hand is planted firmly on his thigh. Of course. It was always a bit of surprise but he’s reminded that this is her and quite honestly, he didn’t mind. The moment it was there, it was gone. Just like the tease she was.

she wanted to tell him, should tell him. but how do you bring up a subject that was supposed to be taboo or a myth, downright not real? he would think she was crazy, might even be afraid of her in the end. there was a lack of control, something that she had been working on for the whole year now. so far, there had been no mentor. didn’t understand the rules either, only by hearsay. miha didn’t want to hurt him, either by telling or actually unable to control herself. the idea of hurting kai almost made her want to disappear, to keep him safe by not being by his side anymore.

but miha’s selfish, incredibly, and undeniably so. she risks it by walking close to him, shivering when she felt his finger touch the back of her hand, an innocent touch that meant so much to her. ❝ don’t feel discouraged. I will be president of something! ❞ she said it more to herself than to him. university had been out of the question as for now, but she got eternity to finish the dream that she started.

her hand was smaller, fitting perfectly in his, the lingering feeling of his warmth seeping into her cold dead skin. it was astonishingly intimate for something so pure. She didn’t ask for more because it had been enough, whatever he was willing to give would be enough.

❝ my dad, parents? i do. we don’t have a bad relationship or anything. it’s just… things did have changed. ❞ she was hinting at it, subtle saying that she couldn’t technically see them anymore or not as much as she would’ve liked. ❝ In the end, it doesn’t matter, you’ve turned out just fine. i bet she’s proud of you and loves you. ❞ he made it far, after all, something that she clearly admired. — the squeeze of his hand, made her look up with a smile, slightly bumping into him as she giggles.

❝ now you’ve made me curious, but you don’t have to tell me. ❞ they already talked a lot, but miha always wanted to know more about him. it was almost hypocritical of her to think that, knowing that there was a massive elephant in the room. ❝ ah, what makes you ask that? what gives it away? ❞

The weather they were blessed with today was warm, with that slight breeze to keep the heat from turning to sweat, and it did make him question why her hand felt so cold. But his warmth had hopefully been enough for her, it wasn’t too odd that her skin was cool to the touch at first. She was petite, much smaller beside him and he was basically a walking heater. It was a moment he wanted to cherish, the simplistic and casual touch that also meant so much. 

Who knew that they were both sharing similar feelings. Without those words being spoken between them, it was almost obvious that they didn’t have to say it out loud. He tries not to dwell too much and over-think every little situation because that was when he begun to ruin things for himself. And with Miha, he was adamant about not screwing anything up. “Ah, I understand that I guess. I hope that it doesn’t bother you too much, with things changing..”

He sucks in a breath, allowing their hands to sway gently at their side. It was in a playful manner, to give more light of the heavy topics he ended up pursuing. But he was thankful they could clearly speak abut anything to one another, without the judgment and more of the understanding. That they want to be there for one another. “Miha, you can ask whatever you want. I’ll soothe that curious mind of yours.” He teases, flashing her a huge grin.

The direction they were headed didn’t initially have a destination, but they’re approaching a park and he can’t help but steer her towards that area. It was a beautiful day, perhaps he could treat her to some food later. He gives her a gentle tug by her hand, to get her to follow close beside him. “Oh? I just grew up here, I kinda can tell when someone hasn’t.”

Angst/Ship Starters Here. “You didn’t miss me, not even a little?”

A little, an understatement. Surely Taemin was asking that out of the pure anticipation of his response. Which is typically why he lead him on, or joked back, just to push at his buttons.

Kai had been fixated upon an array of photographs before him, he had just finished completely developing them and was now in charge to pick the best select few. It was for a spread in a magazine, and it was up to him to ensure he had picked the most suitable. He was dressed in an over-sized sweatshirt and dark jeans, completely relaxed at his table as Taemin had bombarded in on him. At first he was trying to remain distracted, but more than anything it was hard to form proper sentences around someone who made his mind such a colorful mess.

Bombarded was another understatement though, the blonde male knew he was free to come and go as he pleased by now. It just inevitably became a thing, something he had expected now. But the photographs and task at hand was becoming difficult to focus on, his cheeks puffing as he exhales and stands up with arms against his chest.