#diggin it

Me, calling to the house: Night, bitch!

It might be a tourist attraction to the people of Fosc Or but to Junmyeon archaeology was serious business. He didn’t get to dig in the dirt as often these days with having a near-boyfriend and a bookshop and being a fulltime bird-dad and everything. It was rough being all of those things at the same time. So when he heard there was a trip to Andorra he signed up right away.

Bringing a small wooden block to lean on he was sitting away from the ground as he used a small shovel, several brushes and an oil lamp. Working diligently before he noticed someone approaching. Who dared to invade on his fun personal time?

“Ah, Mister Inguk.” He smiled at the other man. Even if it was one of those smiles you summoned on your face to be polite; not that he had anything against Inguk. He barely knew him really but he seemed to be nice- that one time he had taken away the murderous students from in front of his shop. That had been good.

“What brings you here to the Andorra trip? Are you chaperoning the students?” he asked the teacher with a small laugh. It seemed like keeping the students of the academy in order would be more than a full-time job. He felt bad for the other, even if Inguk had chosen to be at the academy himself. “Are you also interested in archaeology?”