#inhomp

“No dude, I’m listening.” Mia frowned, resting her chin on the back of her hand. “You can talk to me, yeah?” They were sat in the coffee shop again, both of them working on their own stuff, casually chatting about anything and everything. But their conversation had turned from casual to talking about some deeper stuff, and now Mia was concerned.

“B-beer?” Eyes wide, Jiyeon stared at the stranger. “Um… t-this is a bookstore… we don’t… we don’t have any beers…” He was drunk, she suspected, something she would’ve realized a lot sooner had she been more aware of... everything, really. “But, um, t-there’s a bar close by I think?? I-I’m not sure, I’ve never been, but, um, I know people that have so... so maybe you could go there?? I, um, I’d show you, b-but I’m not supposed to leave, so I can’t, I’m really sorry...”

“Many people are surprised the first time.” The water gently slid along the wound in her patient’s hand, healing it carefully. “For burns and cuts I can use this method of healing more easily than on sprains or broken bones.” Those required time to adjust no matter how quickly Nuwa fixed them, so she stuck to mortal methods a lot of the time or made her patients wear a cast regardless. Mortal bodies had difficulty dealing with being rearranged. If her patient was in a life-threatening situation however, Nuwa always used her healing powers. She didn’t trust the hospital’s instruments to do the job as well.

“Everyone makes stupid mistakes, my son. Even when you are over ten thousand years old,” Inari replies gently. He taps Inho’s cheek. “Do not crease your face so much, you will look older than me soon.”

Aryeh didn’t pause in his flipping through pages of returned books looking for damage. The words came as a bit of a surprise, but Aryeh didn’t know what to say to them. Was the other looking merely to vent? Or did he want distraction? Perhaps it hadn’t been a wise choice for the boy to ask the other if something was the matter (and his face has shown that something was), but Aryeh had known Inho for too long to ignore the upset that manifested in the other.

‘I’m sorry there’s so many weak minded children here’ is what the Goddess really wanted to say, but she refrained from doing so. “I was saying I can’t agree to that because I have a natural...air of confusion I bring along with me wherever I go.” she looks over him, taking care to note the slight irritation that slipped through his words. “But, I can try to tone things down, forgive me. I’m still adjusting to things here.” She was fibbing a little—she knew how to control her powers, but it was...exhausting having to completely restrain herself and not have any sort of outlet. Surely, he could handle some little spats that had broken out, it’s not as if anyone had killed. Yet. But she knew she couldn’t let go of that much, it was too risky, and too much for this place.

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Ever since Taemin had introduced the idea that someone else with animal characteristics were wondering around the island, he found himself obsessed with the idea. He wasn’t sure how much like an animal this boy was, but even having physical features would be enough for Kibum to relate to him. Not that he was going to literally stalk him but he did keep it in the back of his mind when he went about his business on the island, keeping a sort of eye out.

It shouldn’t be that hard to find someone with fox ears but so far, he was the only person there with any sort of distinguishable features outside of the norm and even he wasn’t fully comfortable with having them on full display all of the time. He was confident with himself, sometimes overly so, but he could only take the comments about them so much at a time and he still wanted to have a sense of normality sometimes.

It had actually been a while since Mingyu had been on blind dates, or any dates for that matter. He was always either busy with his dog, busy with other dogs (and any animal in general), or busy with the gym. His friend was getting worried that Mingyu had been focusing too much on animals that he would completely forget his people skills and just lock himself with a horde of puppies, so said friend set him up on a blind date.

Apparently, his date was someone really good looking, which just made Mingyu more nervous than relieved. Although he was quite confident in himelf, he couldn’t help but feel anxious at the thought of rejection. What didn’t help was that his friend kept him on edge. He had no idea what his date’s personality was like, what they liked or disliked, what their favorite animal was–hell, he didn’t even know the name or what the person looked like. He only knew that his date would be wearing a beanie, which very lowkey got Mingyu excited.

He was waiting patiently inside the bakery, his feet giddy from excitement. He hadn’t ordered anything yet, as he didn’t want to spend money (if ever his date was a picky eater). When Mingyu heard the door open, he immediately looked up and saw a very good looking boy with a beanie. Perhaps he was his date? Mingyu approached the other shyly, which was quite unusual for someone of his height.