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Ren likes books. They’re quieter than people -- both his fellow shadowhunters and the downworlders he often dealt with -- so it’s not uncommon for him to wander through bookstores he finds in the mudane world when he’s in between hunts of projects. But this time, he’s not here for himself. He’s hunting for a birthday gift for one of the shadowhunters in the Institute that he actually respects. And they like mundane books. So here he is.

"Yes, that was my fault, but I miss my little baby Louis. You were cute back then and now you’re just really handsome. I wish I could have seen this little transformation," Ailee said with a small smirk. "Whoever dates you is lucky—"

"I’m tired and I don’t want to get up just yet…" Yoongi pouted befor returning onto his side and curling up into a small ball. Looking over at his lover he reached out and made a small grabby hand. "Can we cuddle for a little while then get up?"

Niel froze for a moment, having not really thought a whole lot through. All he knew he was craving them, and if anyone could get them, it was his Hyung. “Can we make them here? They can’t be that hard to make…can they? I clean up any messes…”

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            Three years ago.

"Jonghyun-ah, where are you going?" His mother entered the room running and trying to hold the luggage over his bed but Jonghyun was stronger and were able to avoid her hold and put it down on the floor, looking at her with a firm, almost hard expression. 

"I am leaving, mom." With a sigh, he communicated his mother, surprisingly much more calm than he expected himself to be. He was decided and there was no way of him going back on his decision. Not now, not ever. "If my opinion means nothing in this house I am leaving to somewhere I can think by myself and do the things as I wish." 

"J-Jonghyun-ah, please don’t do that, stay— I will talk to your father!" 

"And you think he’ll change his mind? Mom, I love you, okay? I really can accept a lot of the things both of you tell me to do and I never did anything against your will." He raised a finger and pointed to the several prizes he had on his shelf because of school. "But" A pause was needed, his eyes never leaving his mother’s. "I simply can’t agree with a marriage. If you and dad want to make a link between the two companies so go find another way. I am out of this." 

And with that, Jonghyun picked up his luggage again and walked out of his room, fastening his steps to the entrance so he could be free as soon as possible of that place. He didn’t want to fight his mother, he didn’t want to face his father. That was a nightmare, honestly, but he knew after a good sleep everything would be left behind. 

"So where are you going to do?" The old female asked him from his room, and he simply stopped moving, his sight locked anywhere in front of him, refusing to look back because he knew if he did, it’d be harder to walk out that door. 

"I am going to Seoul and I am going to study. You and dad can’t disturb my studies so please don’t even try doing that. I am asking you, mom. Leave me alone to live my life." The hold on the bag’s strap tightened for a moment when he swallowed hard, having never talked like that with none of his parents. But now it was definitive. Jonghyun opened the door of his house and stepped outside, pursing his lips together before turning around and bowing his mother briefly. 

      He was nervous. That call...it shouldn't ever happened. Biting down on his thumb and walking from a side to another on his apartment, Taehyung kept thinking on a good way to tell his boyfriend what was going on, because Yoongi would notice his nervousness easily. Taehyung couldn't hide anything from him. 'I need to go back'? 'My family want me back in England'? 'That thing I told you about needing to come back someday is calling me now'? Oh man, there was no fucking good way to tell him that. But he needed to. 

     So Yoongi arrived his apartment and probably had no slight idea of what was happening or was about to happen. Taehyung couldn't leave him behind, the chances of that happen was zero. If he had to go, so his boyfriend would go with him. "Um, baby..." He started, a little more nervous than he thought, rubbing the back of his neck. "Do you...do you remember when I said someday I'd need to come back to England? Um...so... I just received a call." And at every moment he watched his boyfriend's expressions, not wanting him to get the wrong idea of what he was saying. 

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My favorite thing about them - Her strong mind. Once she decides something it's really difficult to make her think otherwise.

My least favorite thing about them - Her bad habit of hittng me--

Do I find them attractive? - Yes.

Are we friends? - Yes!

Would I date them? - ...no? She's my best friend!

Would I marry them? - No!

Would I have children with them? - .....

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