#𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐄.

⤷ @sikyungmk

so here's the thing about doyun: he's a constant buzzing in certain people's ears, he's bad at math (and says it's because he's queer), and he can and will leave deadlines until the last minute and claims he works better under pressure while he shifts his weight from one foot to the other in front of sikyung's dorm door and two coffees in tow because he knows they're going to be up for a while because of said deadline he pushed off. this wasn't the first time that doyun has shown up at his dorm because he needed help with an academic assignment (practicals, he was totally fine; academics were just a beast that could not be tamed without copious amounts of medication that he had stopped taking somewhere between leaving high school and starting at lumera).

so when doyun sighs at himself and rolls his eyes skyward at his own ineptitudes, he thinks maybe he should really stop waiting until the last minute to do his assignments. and then he remembers that he's been thinking the same thing for the last several years and that hasn't changed yet, so he'll probably forget his apprehension after his assignment is done and then continue to put things off until he graduates by the skin on his back. c's get degrees, after all. (nevermind that augs would turn a stern look that looked out of place on his cute, fuzzy face for that statement.)

he shuffles the coffees so they're in one hand and finally reaches out to land a knock on the front of sikyung's door, quickly moving the drinks back so he doesn't accidentally drop one—least of all sikyung's. that's his in today, his bribe for his friend because it's not an uncommon occurrence for doyun to show up only a few days before he has an assignment due and whine that he needs help. he just keeps going to sikyung specifically because he likes to bother him, and well he continues to entertain doyun's dramatics and that's good enough for doyun.

ㅤㅤㅤof  course  ssam  had  tried  to  get  sikyung  to  do  the  work,  emphasizing  that  he  needs  to  start  figuring  out  what  he  wants  to  do  with  his  life  because  if  he  doesn't  then  he's  going  to  end  up  right  back  on  the  streets  once  he's  out  of  lumera.  it's  a  common  fight  between  them,  one  that  makes  fire  dance  in  sikyung's  eyes  and  has  him  shutting  down  anything  that  ssam  has  to  say.  he  knows  deep  down  that  his  companion  is  just  looking  out  for  him,  but  when  it  comes  to  a  future  sikyung's  not  even  sure  he  wants,  he  hates  talking  about  it.

ㅤㅤㅤthere's  the  slightest  bit  of  anger  still  coursing  through  his  veins  when  he  hears  the  knock  at  the  door.  at  first,  sikyung  ignores  it,  not  wanting  to  deal  with  whoever  the  fuck  is  coming  to  bother  him  (  probably  his  fucking  neighbor  having  some  more  shit  to  say  ).  yet,  when  he  hears  the  knock  again,  he's  huffing,  ssam  moving  off  of  his  lap  so  sikyung  can  stand,  brows  furrowed  and  an  angry  little  pout  on  his  lips  as  he's  tugging  open  the  door,  "what—"  the  anger  charged  sentence  drops  from  his  mouth  at  seeing  doyun  on  the  other  side  of  the  door,  a  coffee  being  extended  towards  him.

ㅤㅤㅤsikyung  being  offered  coffee  automatically  makes  the  fire  sizzle  from  his  eyes,  but  coming  from  doyun  ?  it  suddenly  has  his  heart  beginning  to  beat  a  faster  pace  in  his  chest.  oh,  what  a  simple  boy  does  to  him—  something  that  has  ssam  rolling  his  eyes  and  walking  back  from  sikyung's  side  at  the  door  to  his  comfy  little  corner  of  the  bed,  eyes  closing  once  again.

he's always been a easy target, despite trying to avoid being noticed at all. it wasn't as if he was often bothered by people, but he hadn't started to properly grow into himself as a freshman then. could teeter between too awkward and too honest, saying how he felt and unable to catch when he was being talked down to. the fire that fluttered before him was warm and a bit intimidating, and when he drew his gaze upwards and looked into the other's eyes, he thought that there was something sad in them.

if anyone told jonathan a year ago he'd gain a pseudo-sibling out of that fire, he'd chuckle aimlessly and wonder why anyone would really care to bother.

sikyung treated him sometimes as he was someone to take care of, but never someone to coddle, and over time it turned into this: a comfortable kind of relationship—a head on his lap and no sign of anxiety or worry to riddle his body. it was calm and for him, calm was safety.

calm enough that without looking away from the screen he gently flicks the other man's forehead, brows furrowing as he swiped through song after song. his finger rubs over the spot he flicked gently in a unspoken apology soon after, not wanting to actually cause harm despite the playful unspoken 'shut up' that colored the previous action. he could barely feel sikyung's heartbeat from here, and he wondered when he allowed someone else to get that close to him.

"none of them feels right, though," he murmurs petulantly, switching from the upbeat les beautes du diable to the more soft il tempo delle cose, only to frown at the choice immediately after. "shit," he huffs into the air, absently chewing on his lip as he moved from one song after another in rapid succession. "if... if it's not perfect it will ruin the mood..." it was peaceful where they were, the area shaded on the quad, barely any students milling about although it was in the middle of the day. he enjoyed the time they shared like this, sikyung seemingly always willing to hangout despite his initial grumpy demeanor.

ㅤㅤㅤit  was  a  strange  feeling,  to  care  so  much  about  another  person  that  life  was  just  easy  around  them.  sikyung  never  thought  he'd  ever  have  that  again,  not  since  his  brother  had  passed  away  all  those  years  ago.  it  was  partly  because  he  was  afraid  no  one  would  like  who  he  was  aenough  to  be  able  to  tolerate  him  and  the  other  part  was  that  he  didn't  let  people  get  close  enough  to  be  able  to  do  was  johnny  does  to  him.

ㅤㅤㅤthat's  clear  with  the  way  sikyung  lets  johnny's  finger  collide  with  his  forehead,  a  small  little  ow  leaving  sikyung's  lips  and  not  an  outburst  of  rage—  flame  overtaking  the  skin  on  his  body  and  fire  dancing  in  his  irises.  sikyung  would  let  johnny  do  anything  to  him  and  that's  more  of  a  show  of  trust  than  anything  else  in  the  world,  especially  because  he  knows  that  johnny  would  never  hurt  him  intentionally.  the  way  his  finger  caresses  the  skin  where  he'd  flicked  him  goes  to  show  that.

ㅤㅤㅤsikyung,  watching  johnny  above  him,  can't  help  the  little  smile  that  sets  on  his  face.  completely  amused  with  the  was  johnny  was,  quirky  in  his  own  way.  he  knew  how  much  music  meant  to  johnny,  but  sometimes  he  could  be  a  bit  too  much  of  a  perfectionist,  "johnny,"  he  starts,  trying  to  get  the  younger  boy's  attention,  "baby—"  sikyung  grabs  ahold  of  the  other's  hand,  intertwining  their  fingers  together.  maybe  it's  a  bit  of  a  ploy  to  get  johnny's  attention  away  from  his  phone  as  sikyung  snatches  the  device  from  his  hand,  but  the  second  their  fingers  are  settled  together,  sikyung  knows  he's  not  letting  go.

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it was a quiet sunday afternoon around the luna dormitory. many students were either at clubs or hanging around the more popular parts of campus. haotian however preferred to spend these times away from the hustle and bustle of student life, and spend some time in the luna dormitory gardens. sitting on the stone edge of the fountain, haotian held an open book in his lap. nestled against his right leg was bo, his trusty companion.

the shiba inu was a bit grumpy that afternoon though. haotian had promised him some delicious milk buns if he'd just sit still for a while and not distract the magic user with his yapping. he'd been a good boy for at least an hour and now it was time for his reward. the companion had started nudging haotian's legs about five minutes ago but the other did not budge.

haotian, engrossed in his text book on soul magic I of course had noticed his companion's antics but had chosen to remain silent. fingers decorated by many different band-aids gently flipped through the pages and gave a deep sigh when he finished reading the chapter he'd been working on. bo had become insufferable by now, having jumped up on his hind legs, muttering unintelligible things, and was now pawing at haotian's shoulder bag which was placed next to him on the cold stone.

"you're too impatient.." haotian mumbled as he lifted his gaze from the book and glanced at his companion who simply snorted in response. pushing his glasses further up his nose first, haotian then reached towards his bag just as bo had managed to stick his nose underneath the flap. "alright, alright." the young man flipped open his bag, rummaging inside it with one hand before holding out a slightly flattened bun. bo didn't seem to care about the food's appearance though as he immediately snatched it from haotian's hand and began gobbling it up.

ㅤㅤㅤhe's  not  sure  what  he's  doing  at  lumera.  maybe  it's  the  fact  he  likes  to  have  a  place  he  can  somewhat  call  home  or  maybe  it's  the  fact  he's  finally  found  a  few  people  that  have  begun  to  give  him  some  glimmer  of  hope  again.  despite  all  of  that,  sikyung  had  never  wanted  to  be  a  hero.  at  least,  not  any  longer.

ㅤㅤㅤif  his  mother  was  still  alive  it  would  probably  be  a  different  story.  he'd  want  to  live  as  much  of  a  fantastical  life  as  she  did.  sikyung  even  remembers  a  time  like  that  when  he  was  younger,  daydreaming  about  the  kind  of  person  he  would  be  when  he  grew  up  as  he  followed  in  his  mother's  footsteps,  but  when  she  was  gone,  daydreaming  wasn't  really  an  option  anymore.  he  doesn't  even  know  why  he's  thinking  about  any  of  that  right  now,  especially  after  a  long  day  of  classes  that  he  did  not  have  fun  in.  

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