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“.. ‘Elly’, is it? ‘Elesis’ is fine. Everybody else calls me Elesis, ‘Elly’....”

----but she couldn’t help but smile a little bit. It was a nice breath of fresh air. “You should save the words, ‘I love you’, for your lover. Don’t waste it on me,” she replied, sighing out à la everyday. “Did you eat, yet? I’m coming out for leftovers as per usual. I haven’t talked to anyone in a day or two, it would be nice to talk to you.”

... Really. ‘I love you,’ huh? As silly as it were, hearing those words full of bounce and the chaos it came packaged with was an open present to her self-ended isolation. Like a splash of water on her cheeks, like cold juice after breakfast, Lina’s freckles moving to the shift of her cheeks to her smile blessed Elesis’s day immensely.

“You are alright. I guess. That’s my opinion, anyways--ha.”

          ❛     .  .  .   you  want  to  see  a  picture  of  elizabeth  the  third ?     ❜          HE  MIRRORS  HER  INQUIRY  ,   curiosity  melting  from  timbre  and  brows  raising  in  slight  surprise .   none  had  ever  shown  an  interest  in  his  feline  companion  as  this  young  woman  is  doing  now  ,   and  the  minor  gesture  is  enough  to  have  heart  swell  with  warmth .   quickly  going  to  unlock  phone  ,   jumin  scrolls  through  a  plethora  of  candid  shots  of  her  before  finally  landing  on  his  favorite  picture  ,   tilting  his  screen  so  that  the  barista  can  look .   a  hint  of  a  smile  ghosts  over  his  lips  as  he  recalls  the  memory .          ❛     she  was  particularly  playful  that  day .   it  is  why  i  was  able  to  catch  such  a  shot  ;   she  is  otherwise  very  docile .     ❜

showers him with little stars. ; ___ ;

          it has been a rather eventful week, but none compare to the stress of yesterday. a whirl of events still cyclone in his mind that both leads to little mistakes in his typing whilst focused on the thought of saeran saeran saeran to keep him motivated on plowing through.

          he’s been hunched over on his laptop, working with haste to break into the agency’s systems & get his message through. two truths that he hasn’t found necessary to lie about himself were his love for honey buddha chips & dr. pepper, yet they remain untouched by his side. hope & dread makes his stomach twist too uncomfortably for him to even distract himself on his favorite snacks. it’s easy to immerse himself in his task. it’s something he’s done since his childhood, & he would have lost himself to emotional turmoil whilst hyperfixating on his work.

          saeyoung has always thought his life would be a lonely one, but he’s never quite realized how ( undeservedly ) blessed he’s been to have never been truly alone when he chose to pursue this line of work.

          he’s is vaguely aware it’s just past dawn & that he’s been working all night. but there is no warning him to twinkling stars that seem to fall from the sky—& onto him. the suddenness of it all jolts him upright with a gasp, a piece nearly getting stuck between his glasses before bouncing off, some sliding off his hair, others cluttered on his laptop. it would have been first instinct to glance up to the heavens—but amber eyes are drawn to more celestial things. he looks to the hands that hold out the remnants of star candy poised over his hair, then trailing to chartreuse gaze. &, like a gentle ray of light slowly peaking through curtains, saeyoung feels himself melt: shoulders relaxing / stiff fingers clenching & unclenching / a long breath in through his nose as chapped lips press together in a line, & then breathing out an unburdened sigh as he feels himself slowly, slowly smiling.

          ❛ ahh, have you been awake the entire time? i told ya you didn’t have to wait for me. ❜ he can tell when he places the laptop down the table to face her properly, a slight forming of darkened bags beneath her eyes. saeyoung laughs an incredulous chuckle, taking a piece of pink candy from her palm & popping it in his mouth. ❛ you can go grab food in the pantry instead of scaring the ghost out of me. but, i’m glad that you caught me. since... ❜ he takes another sweet from her hands, other hand moving to raise her chin & gently place the candy between her lips. ❛ i’ll get to cook for you like those married couples on tv! ❜

✹ ‹ ` * @draumars​  inquired :

[Text]: It takes a little while to figure me out. // mr han....... blease...............

text message starters .  selective .

[  JUMIN  HAN  ] :   hmm .

          FINGERS  PAUSE  ABOVE  KEYBOARD   as  he  reads  and  rereads  her  message  ,   lips  pursing  together  in  thought .   curiosity  has  gotten  the  best  of  him  ,   he  admits  ;   she  is  not  like  the  usual  women  hovering  around  the  business  /   money - hungry  and  ill  intent .   she’s  interesting  ,   and  perhaps  they  may  understand  each  other  better  than  he  had  originally  thought     (  are  you  ready  to  face  yourself  in  the  mirror ?  )

attempts to sneak by failed throughout the years but today, the other two had another plan in mind: a group hug, with lina wrapping her arms around his torso whilst hiding her face into his chest ( giggling, unable to hide her excitement ) and lucas wrapping his arms around both of them, coming from the right side. "happy birthday, albi." says lucas, having one hand to pat albi's head, messing up his hairstyle a bit more. "we love you, big brother. thank you for everything." lina says, then. — @draumars​​

   what’s this? he’s long since noticed their approach ( the other races are so loud with their steps that it’s impossible not to ), electing to do nothing about it given that the two never meant any actual harm. his ear twitches as he hones in on the sound splitting apart, a lone blue eye rolling to the side of his gaze to hopefully catch them in the act. they certainly weren’t attempting to mask their presence now, between the cracking of twigs and rustle of shrubbery as they moved, but curiosity holds the better of him to the spot, for what might inspire them to try sneaking past a miqo’te, indeed?

   “yo—” a single hand waves in casual greeting, but the giggling fit of a girl who was binding him where he stood like a little kid might tether onto their parent cuts him short. before he might forget, however, another arm wraps around his back and latches to his side, with a palm giving him a haphazardly loving ruffle of his red-and-white bang. immediately albi shakes his head to and fro to hopefully return it to its natural casual state, craning his neck to catch the hyur in his sights.

   “are ye finally admittin’ i’m yer big brother now, then?” the cheeky grin is directed specifically at lucas, complete with a brow bop to the other’s cheek for good measure, “or ya gonna keep tellin’ everyone i don’t get ta be big bro ‘cause yer taller ‘an i am?”