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pulling his headphones away from his ears, soren frowns at the ongoing knocking. rent wasn't due and he wasn't expecting any deliveries, nor was koa to the best of his knowledge.. and neither of them have had any particularly bad hookups as of late, so what could the ruckus possibly be for? rising from his place on the couch with headphones now resting around his neck, dark haired male pulls the door open with an unimpressed expression — until koa's little sister comes into view, that is ( while looking equally shell shocked as he. ) “ so that's what the emergency was for, ” he comments, slow enough for her to read his lips. soren's all too aware of how much nico loves their couch ( he picked it out himself, even got it cheap! ) so, while moving out of the way for her to come inside, he signs a clumsy hello. “ koa isn't here right now, but.. feel free to hang out! i was just listening to our new mix. ” gestures towards his open laptop, toying with his lip ring in thought as he opens up the notes app on his phone where can i get you anything? is typed then shown to nico.

standing in the hallway facing soren, nico is filled with regret from all the noise she’d surely been making previously. not brave enough to speak, not in this moment, and in front of him no less, she merely gives a slight nod at his words. as he moves, she walks inside despite herself, but the moment he signs to her his best hello, she can’t seem to help the smile that’d been rising earlier from returning. she’s careful to watch his lips, to ensure she’s catching his words, but she knows he’s slowed his speech just for her. he’s trying his best to communicate with her, and his effort means more to nico than he even knows. once the phone is offered to her, she grabs it, quickly typing back a response.   —   i’m really sorry if i worried you with my knocking!! i thought koa was home.. he said he’d be…   as she works on her typing, she’s simultaneously walking towards the couch and plopping down rather unceremoniously to be done in front of the object of her affection. nico was never really good at those types of social things and such, though.   thank you for letting me stay anyways! i have been daydreaming about your guys' couch all day. i don’t need anything other than access to this beauty.   and with that, she hands his phone back with a smile still on her, hopefully unnoticably, slightly rosy face.

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looming was perhaps the best word to describe hajoon’s current neverending presence in dasom’s room. not meant to go unnoticed really, but there to simply be a watcher as things unfolded around him. of course, they were less than pleased with this, even if it was, after all, hajoon’s job. he takes a sharp inhale, doing his best not to lose his cool  —   “ should you like to tell the queen you intend to go out with no guard yourself, be my guest. surely, that would go over just splendidly. ”   his words don’t even really keep the illusion of calmness he’d hoped, but it’s nearly impossibly when the person standing across from him spitting their venom his way is dasom.   “ and, last i checked, my personal affairs aren’t any of your royal highness’ goddamn business. ”   were it anyone else, any other member of dasom’s family especially, he’d most likely never speak to them in this manner. however, dasom had seen him naked  ( and, harder so for him to admit, perhaps even begging ) ,  so it sort’ve felt like all bets were off on the front of formality.   “ i think you’d find being a bit more grateful for your round the clock protection could come in handy when some idiot at a club recognizes you and decides today’s the day to fight back against the monarchy’s unitary authority. but you probably don’t give a rat's ass about an annoying gnat’s two cents, right, princess ?  ” 

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sitting at a table, ready and waiting for his dinner, azriel was being made to wait much longer than he’d have cared for as she ate her own meal. hardly new to these games, having walked amongst people for nearly a millennium now  —  azriel still couldn’t understand the need for such useless human customs such as going on silly little dates. regardless, he would play the part if it helped him reach his end goal. impatience creeping up as he got closer and closer to nari, he could feel her energy, and like a man starved, his hand began reaching for his prize. taking pause, only for a moment, a wicked grin overtakes his lips. his face grows even nearer to the woman’s neck, lips nearly brushing her ear as he whispers,   “ that’s all up to you, now isn’t it ?  can you be a good girl and stay quiet ?  ”   and yet, hungry as he was, azri could still seemingly always find the time to play with his food before devouring it.