Lee

Teagan: How to be a Legend 101 by Teagan Suarez... I'd sign up for that class tbh. YOU TOLD HIM TO SIT ON YOUR LAP AND HE STILL DIDN'T GET IT???? Who is this poor soul you're attempting to romance?

Teagan: Awwww Lee found love right in front of him all along 🥰 You're so adorable!!! Are you blushing right now? You totally are. I bet you have butterflies and everything.

Teagan: That's a good sign though. Don't they say the best relationships start out of friendship? You've already dealt with all the awkward getting to know you bullshit and let your guards down enough to be close. You're 50 steps ahead.

Teagan: YES! Do it. And send a cute note. Like... "these flowers are nothing compared to the beauty of your smile." Or even something less obvious like "thinking of you" to keep him guessing and wondering what you meant

Lee: of course its gonna be a boy, bc i wanna corrupt him and teach him the arts of driving u nutssss

Lee: UNLESS U ALREADY KNOW ITS A GIRL, DO U??????

Lee: love is a strong word, teacup, hold ur horses LKDjkf i barely recover my last failure. and it sorta gave me the same butterflies

Lee: I'm feeling like a teenager, stop it. not talking about my 'crush' symptoms again!! i like the note idea tho... sounds cute

“I’m a man of many talents, I don’t know why you’re surprised.” Joonie giggled again, nodding his head quickly in response. “He’s cute and feisty so I’m taking that as a compliment. It’s the cute, innocent face. My friend says that it’s why I get so many tips.” Joonie framed his face with his hands, wiggling his fingers as he did. He lead the way back to where he’d left his belongings, covering his mouth with his hand after he giggled so hard that he snorted. “I am a sweet and innocent bean, thank you very much. I am cute and honest and reliable and my heart is as big as my shoulders. I don’t have a devilish side, it’s you with your bike and spooky post-it notes. If you keep this up, I’ll be a sinner before the suns up.” He scrunched his nose up before offering Lee a fond smile. “Of course you don’t need to drink to have a good time. I’m having bunches of fun with you.” Throwing his bag over his shoulder, Joonie looked over to the tree Lee suggested. “No, that’s perfect. We can sit on the trunks but I don’t mind sitting on the floor if there’s only one. If it’s gross and damp though then you can have the trunk and I’ll sit on these bad boys.” He slapped his hand against Lee’s thigh and choked on his laugh when he squeezed. “What the fuck, Lee? Do you just like.. live at the gym?”

Lee found in that very moment how the thought of strangers hitting on Minjae was certainly not pleasant to have. That track of thoughts didn’t last long, though, as he was finding it too freaking, unbelievably cute to hear the other fucking snorting. He chuckled at the sound. He could laugh that off all day, he was sure of it. And the guys at the bar wouldn’t even matter anymore “Oooh, you don’t look very displeased about sinning with me, Joonie” Lee smirked as the words fell from his mouth, because, well— the other was certainly flirting back, right? No other reason why Joon would squeeze his tight like that and actually conder sitting on them in a determined circumstance, right... ? Ok, who he was trying to fool? If Joon was flirting back, he’d be agreeing with the possibility even without a circumstance, which he was giving... Even if only playfully.  Jesus, flirting was this hard? That’s the struggle normal people had when crushing someone? It was way easier back then... when he didn’t have to guess someone’s mind. Or maybe he was just making a big fuss about it and it was clear as hell to the other... The thing was that Lee was feeling like a teenager at that moment. And his friend between his legs was feeling like that too at the bare touch of the other’s hand.... think about something else, think about something else...  “Well, 4 times a week. And BJJ every single day because it’s awesome” he said, his ego as inflated as it could be with his internal questions about basic levels of flirtation. “And I’m having fun with you too, silly. Let’s go to get our ‘mischievousity’ into action” he said, pulling the other by the wrist so they could go “And remember that this was half your idea...” there was this playful smile on his lips.

Teagan: SO TELL ME EVERYTHING

Teagan: honestly, i just say fuck it and go all in. go hard on the compliments whenever there's an opportunity. even if there's not an opportunity, MAKE IT ONE. "this food is really good" "i agree, it'd taste better in the morning at your place" casual touches to his arm, hair, or hand are A+ flirting material

Teagan: have you broken out the heart emojis?? even someone oblivious should catch onto that

Lee: jesus i pity ur kid, I'll have to be there to support him through ur supervision/intuition/whatever voodoo thing ur doing!!

Lee: u should give people classes about how to do that.. ur good... i did some of that. I even invited him to sit on my lap, for fucks sake

Lee: but anyway, i know him its been a few years... never had looked at him this way, but now im kinda super heart eyes??? don't mock me pls or im gonna throw that stray cat at u

Lee: i don't do emojis, Teagan. this is ridiculous.

“If I wish we weren’t toxic as fuck as a couple and could actually be together? I do. But that doesn’t really change anything, does it? We are still the same people. With the same mistakes, the same idiot complex, and that couldn’t possibly work out”. @moondaejung

“11. You rock, Kass!”.

“Don’t be ridiculous... Of course, he is not. I know the guy for literally years even though we haven’t exactly been in touch before I moved to Spring Hill...”

“Excuse me? Bud, having a crush on someone would only be weird if I wasn’t single or if he wasn’t single”

1. Me because I’m hot as fuck.

2. @minjoon-song because he is sweet as fuck, but don’t tell him yet...

3. Me again because I’m irresistible as fuck.

“After everything we’ve done to each other? What are the odds that this would work?”

“That’s very dumb to ask... I don’t think relapsing is a choice, bud. I’m working hard so that will not happen, ever.”

“... is that too obvious?” @minjoon-song

“It would sting a little, obviously. But we both deserve to find happiness and we are not going to find it being together, so... I’d be glad, I mean, if he is happy about this person, there’s would be no reason for me not to”. @moondaejung

“Really? You know, between your never ending smirk, your motorcycle and apparently now your penchant for pranking, I never would have guessed that you were kind of a bad boy.” Joonie grinned at Lee, his cheeks puffing out as he did. “I can ask real nicely. This is more than a pretty face, there’s power in this pout.” He jutted out his bottom lip to emphasize his point, even fluttering his eyelashes. “Please? Pretty please? Pretty, pretty, pretty please? A please that’s as pretty as I am? For me?” He had to cover his mouth when he giggled again, even after he’d ducked his head. It was easy for him to be silly when he was with Lee. Lee had been his protector and he was safe. Not only that, Minjoon felt safe, which was a luxury he didn’t take for granted anymore. “If I hadn’t of laughed, would that have worked? We should write the notes, crumple the paper and then soak it in tea. When its dry, we can burn the edges. Its better with teabags but I buy loose leaf because its slightly better for the environment so we’ll probably have to soak a piece of paper to dab over the others. We can try to soak one to see if that gives it the same effect. Ooh. Maybe we could try with a marshmallow too. Everything is in my backpack, we just need a place to set up. I have to admit this mischievous arts and crafts is actually kind of fun. You, sir, are a bad influence.”

Ok, Lee had naughty, very naughty thoughts with that pouting. The other’s giggle barely broke the spell Lee found himself on “fuck, you are good” he said, his voice husky because, for that second, he forgot how to properly make sounds. He had to shake his head more than a few times to come back to fucking reality “with giggles or without giggles, you are like damn Puss in Boots, it’s like a superpower” he said. And then he heard the other’s instructions, trying to keep the details in mind; how come he had never thought about that?? Well, not that he had ever needed so, but he totally could use that in the future. Prank someone making them think there was some kind of ancient curse on them? Oh, maybe with this one, Nessa would shit her pants! Or maybe the revengeful little shit would just shit on his head and make him sleep outside... “I’m a bad influence?? You already had in you. Just needed someone to wake the devilish up” he pointed out as he pretended to be offended by the accusation. "How can I be a bad influence? I mean, I don’t even drink. The bad influence should be as high as the sun while tricking you into partying hard— well, we can still party hard, but sober as fuck” he suggested. "Maybe behind that big tree?? Is far enough so no one will see what we are up to. And has plenty of space and some broke trunks that we can sit on. Unless you’d want to sit on other things” and he so meant it to be a flirt. Would the other get it?

Daejung smiled to himself as he noticed Lee quickly getting the orange soda after he mentioned he knew his favorite flavor. Little things like these were enough to make his heart skip a beat, perhaps a way to fool himself that Lee still cared enough for him. It also felt reminiscent to the good, old days. When they used to spend their time being ridiculously domestic at each other’s apartments back in New York. It was nostalgic at best. He attentively listened to Lee’s explanation and introduction to every fury friend in the room. Nodding along and smiling every so often, cooing at the dogs with the names that were being told to him. Though Lily was in fact… not having it. He laughed a little at the grumpy chihuahua in the back. “Oh I can see that”, he joked. “And I think she found herself a new pillow to sleep on”, he pointed out as Nugget got herself comfortable on him. “A bulldog? No… does she make you sleep next to him when she grounds you?”, he joked, laughing a little. 

“Well, it’s really nice to meet your family”, he confessed softly. He could tell how deeply Lee cared for these animals and Nessa just by the sole tone of his voice. It immensely warmed him inside: that he could finally have a family, after all. The one that he always deserved. “Thank you… you remembered”, he smiled as he took the glass from his hand, referencing how he brought them orange soda. It was nice that things weren’t as awkward as their first encounter… though they were maybe about to get that way as Lee seemed to be ready to unpack everything. Daejung felt anxious as hell, he took a sip of his drink in an attempt to ease his nerves. “I… I think you should start your story. I’m… I’m certain the questions will arise after it”, he nervously said, sitting there facing him with worried eyes as he waited for him to start talking.  

Lee wanted to chuckle... yes, he had been grounded far too many times and had to stay with Freddie outside. But now, now he was getting the right mood, state of mind, to narrate the worst part of his life... so, no laughing. He had decisions to make. Where to begin with? With the part Moonie he already knew of the story but on Lee’s point of view? Or from his disappearing? Lee passed a hand through his hair, wishing for a millisecond that he could fucking run from there— a wishing that he immediately reacted to, shaking his head. He was already past the ‘running away’ as a solution, right? So it was absolutely not something to consider now. “That day... I ran back to my parent’s house” Lee told him, his eyes laying elsewhere as he remembered. It was so weird. When he thought about it enough he could feel the rush in his veins, the sorrow, the fear, the betrayal.  But he couldn’t let himself into that, not anymore, so he closed his, eyes, trying to keep himself away from those feelings... and opened them again, before looking at Moonie  “I confronted Mr. Hwan. Told him how many times we fucked in the bathroom and how many times it had happened right under his nose” he said with a smirk. Oh, yeah, the only good thing about that day was his father’s face at the truth. How scandalized he looked. “I bet he heard enough details to have nightmares, which I’m very proud of” he smiled kind of humorless, but also satisfied.

Then, Lee took a deep breath before start narrating the not funny at all parts of the story, in which he ran away and Nessa found him and helped him without asking questions. How, a few days later, he finally opened up about himself, probably trying to sabotage his odds of getting help— he spelled how he was mad all the time, furious, and sad, and Nessa offered help with treatment. Which was a surprise.  He was too mobilized to feel relief, but he wasn’t stupid enough to deny it or to not thank Nessa with all he had; when he realized, he was actually living with her. And taking medications. And trying to get a job in a near vet. And then he worked out some stuff he had done in the past— when he finally recognized his first overdose as a suicide attempt, which was a shock, he could barely believe he had been bad enough to try that like, a long time before what he thought it had been his first attempt. Then, he spoke about Borderline. About the diagnosis that was never actually closed as the psychiatrist thought it had been the drugs and the alcohol that led him to develop bad coping mechanisms. And to fucking obsess over Moonie. Lee took a few pauses here and then to drink some of the soda, trying to keep his mind clear enough... after all, he wouldn’t suffocate into things he couldn’t change, not anymore.