#expcont

“You’re good at this. You might not feel like you are, because you see other people’s talents over your own, but you are good at this. I swear it.”

SEND ME A ▲ FOR MY MUSE TO WAKE UP TO YOURS CLIMBING THROUGH THEIR BEDROOM WINDOW.

☼┊”What’s love got to do with it? Your tactics are a little ..”

Minho was no stranger to handing the younger a heavy hand when they played around. He knew they matched up to the same amount of child-like madness, and knew Taemin would be able ( or have no real choice in the matter, anyways- ) to take his restless prodding.

“Are you usually this dry mouthed? You just say whatever silly thing comes to your mind these days, huh?” he chuckled with complete amusement. Despite his teasing, he admired this growth in the younger. Gone of the days when there wasn’t much he’d have to say, fast-forwarding to now where his mind has speaking it’s loudest; even if they were silly, silly things. He was proud of him, anyways. It was just another thing to be fond of. 

“Step up your game a little, Taem,” he snorted, “You’re not charming anyone at this rate, Drama King.”

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“Did you hear that?”

“Hear what?” Adrien’s voice comes as a mumble in response to the question he let hang for a moment. His fingers had been furiously tapping against the cracked screen of his phone; of course, before he’d slipped the phone back into the pocket of his hoodie to meet the idol’s eyes. Ah. How he could forget, he was in the presence of a celebrity — how could he be so disrespectful? His posture straightened and he sighed, before wearing a wry smile. “...as long as it wasn’t someone scream or something, I think we’re good... I think.”

How they got into this situation was... questionable. Adrien always ‘knew’ his roommate Alex was some big shot with connections, yet didn’t know the extent of the meaning behind the older’s usage of the word “high profile”, but soon enough he had to swallow his speculations when he met SHINee’s Lee Taemin at an informal turnout. They weren’t acquaintances by all means, to Taemin, Adrien assumed he was but a face with a name that rolled off the tongue easily, but he could never be too sure of his own position in Taemin’s mind, with the older’s friendly demeanour. 

Adrien’s mind drifts back to the current situation, where they’re split off from the rest of the group, Alex included, and now its just the two of them alone at the mouth of an abandoned hospital. Urban exploration was something like a hobby, more so something Adrien did with his friend group back in high school, and in a way to try reconnect with his past, he’d invited Alex and a few other friends to come and join him. What he didn’t expect was to be separated so early on, before they’d even began their adventure... and worse, with someone (’a celebrity!’ he internally screamed) he’d barely talked to about his friend’s soundcloud account or something.

Whether the sound was a hallucination or not, he wasn’t sure if he sensed fear but... this was his responsibility. The reason they were here in this moment, was his fault. If anything happened to his partner (that he didn’t willingly sign up for having), he would be in trouble. So he should keep an eye on him. 

“Alex is... uh... not answering but...” He glances back at the phone he put away. There’s nothing. Shit. “...it’s gonna be fine, man! I’ve been here before, its... safe? Haha.”

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this was a guessing game the two shared, somehow this feels like a trick to make her think a lot longer ( and make her appear to be the biggest idiot around. ) she taps her bottom lip with  her finger, eyes squinting once to form them into a glare towards the older male. “i’m not good at these damn games, i can’t believe you…” she murmurs into silence, nose scrunch into thought. 

their conversations can last a while, their topics were out of the ordinary. people don’t manage to see these particular side of the woman but he manages to learn something new about her every time they’re together. her legs swing forward, they’re hanging over by the edge of the apartment building she resides in; all the way to the top. she thinks of all the places he likes to go, the places he’s been to through out the years. 

something finally came into mind. 

“your bed,” straightforwardly answering with her eyes meeting his, she bursts into a fit of laughter at her answer because she knows she’s far off but he did ask for one ( even if pitmans guessing. ) “oh, if this your way of me guessing what your favorite place would be then bringing me there ‘cause you’re tryin’ to be all sweet and romantic.” she coos, fingers wiggling with her smile widening even further. 

it’s a joke. hana hopes taemin understands that. 

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poor guy, she thinks. exhaustion is on the rise with the way he’s constantly going city to city for performances and she rarely sees him. and she happens to be occupied with her own motives, focusing on the child that she bought into her life. hana shakes her head, knowing the statement that slips right out from his lips was sarcastic. yet, hearing and understanding his lifestyle she had an assumption that what he’s currently dealing with what heavy baggage. 

“hey,” she finally spoke out loud. with arms stretched forward in order to press her palms into his cheeks. 

tap, tap, tap! 

she lightly places impact on his cheeks, eyes directly on the other male. “look here, relax. i don’t need you to suddenly lose yourself while i’m around. i don’t want to be a witness and be behind bars.” hana rambles off to the older male, a small whine at the concept that she could be in trouble if he ends up being reckless because it’s just the both of them in the room.