(!* he doesn’t really know how long it’s been — since he’s had a chance during the week for a few minutes to himself.  most of chanyeol’s time recently has been spent on training, and training hard — hitting xmen level recently has had him running sim after sim, following the orders of xavier with a smile on and a ready attitude.  he knows what he signed up for, but there are things that he’s missed — people that he missed upon realizing the lack of time.  chanyeol can’t say he didn’t know that this would happen but the afternoon off makes him feel grateful.

and he can’t think of anyone else he’d rather spend it with than jung daehyun, coined ronin and his very first pupil [ which, chanyeol knows he shouldn’t pick favourites, but ….. ].  and yeah, maybe he’s been in the training rooms way too often recently to the point that people raise their brows when he stumbles in on an afternoon he has free but this is for his precious pupil, someone that he’s taken care of since beginner level and watched as he grew stronger, and stronger still.  to say that he’s proud of daehyun is the understatement of the year.  he can feel the burning excitement, the anticipation to where his shining star will go next — 

so today, he thinks, is a good day to figure that out.  he flops into the corner, all long limbed and heavy bodied to whip out his phone, slides out a message and he waits.  daehyun will come.

he always does. ) 

| txt | hey, you know the drill.  i got something ready for you, some come to our spot ! 

| txt | i’m already here waiting and i don’t have a lot of time so don’t make me wait or idk, you’ll get one of those slaps on the head that guy in the american show does