#lawlipops

today, hajoon had hoped to wake up early, in attempt to ambush his boyfriend(?) before he get out of bed to start his errands. luckily, hajoon had succeeded. as soon as he felt movement on the bed, hajoon wrapped an arm around his boyfriend’s waist and pulled him down again on the bed. “where are you going?” he mumbled, leaning into the other’s neck. he trailed a butterfly of kisses down kyumin’s neck, hoping it was convincing him to stay. “stay in bed with me today. why do you need to go out? your errands can wait but i can’t.” he smiled against kyumin’s skin, nuzzling his nose against him. hajoon pulled back to gaze at kyumin, tilting his head. “am i not important anymore?”

“yuns, you’re gonna need to talk to lala. she’s really upset about losing her job and uh--- well, i figured she would tell you herself but i’m gonna tell you anyway. she told me she’s thinking of leaving here.” asta stirred the tea in his cup carefully, glancing up at yuno to watch for his hand signs. “i think she’s just really depressed about the whole situation. i’ve been trying to convince her to stay but i haven’t been having much luck... maybe you can do it?”

it just so happened to be one of the rare occasions where bora and aries had gotten off their shift at the same time. besides talking to her at work, aries hadn’t really hung out with her outside of work. not since the blue district days, that is. aries managed to catch up to bora leaving the store, holding the door open for her. “bora, do you have plans for the afternoon? i was going to ask if you’d like to do something together.” aries paused, wondering if he had phrased it right. “we haven’t exactly spoken much since... well, since you know what at you know where. i-i mean, talking at work doesn’t really count either. does that make sense? ah, we can go get something to eat, if you’re hungry.”

as soon as it the new year, keyun was excited for valentines day; a holiday he once hated, he now loved. he was excited to see what him and his boyfriend would do for this year. normally the topic of their date would’ve come up by now-- but with valentines day next week, keyun hadn’t heard a word from joshua about it. now keyun started to wonder. was joshua simply just busy with work or had he been.... oh no. keyun’s mind started to wander. could... could joshua be seeing someone else? the ever-so-dramatic keyun thought so.

“okay, joshua, this is seriously the last straw.” the man shoved joshua’s phone in his boyfriend’s face. keyun swore, he wasn’t snooping. he just so happened to ‘glance’ at the phone while the screen lit up. that was all he needed to see though and it confirmed his theory that joshua was up to no good. “WHAT the hell is this duolingo app and why does it keep blowing up your phone? ‘learning languages’ my ass. i bet it’s a dating app for sure. are you cheating on me? is that why you haven’t asked me out for our valentines date yet?” he waved the phone around wildly, not even scared if he were to drop joshua’s phone. in keyun’s crazy mind, it would be joshua’s fault anyway, for ‘cheating’ on him. “DELETE this shit off of your phone and tell those duolingo people to leave you alone, right now!” 

jiwoo was a nervous wreck. despite how much he hated both cream and jett, in a weird way he had also come to love them. they weren't always nasty and cruel to him. there were some days that they were actually kind, and jiwoo couldn't believe that he just hid underneath the bed while he watch bb slice them in half. underneath afterlife––the area had been pretty large, and as of late a lot of remodeling had been going on. a lot of people had been shifting around, and just like callen had warned him (i think he did idk) kyumin wasn't the same person as he had been at the academy. the man was the one who had been in charge of the two person attack apparently, and he harbored fire powers now? anyone that seemed to disrespect him had gotten torched––jiwoo had to get out of here without being detected before kyumin saw him and he was next. as soon as he attempted to make a dash for it the man had bumped right into asta's chest with an oomf. on the ground he looked up at the older man that he hadn't seen since he 'shot' him.

blood. there had been so much blood. asta wasn’t scared of blood but he certainly didn’t like seeing so much.  asta had no clue what the hell was happening at his job but it had been crazy at afterlife to say the least. now he had to deal with a new leader with jett and cream gone (in which asta had felt rather.... relieved for it?). he didn’t know what to think of kyumin yet but he was sure he’d find out the man’s intentions sooner or later. perhaps this kyumin guy wasn’t so bad after all if he got rid of jett and cream.

“ a reward for waiting! ” chanwoo placed the dish of strawberry cheesecake in front of jiwoo, before sliding into the booth across from him. chanwoo had just gotten off work, quite literally, and asked for jiwoo to wait for him. he wanted to hang out with jiwoo since he hadn’t seen him in a while, knowing that the boy himself was busy with his new teaching job (it was teaching right?). chanwoo’s family restaurant was finally opened and chanwoo never felt happier. it finally felt like things were going back to normal, despite his old ‘normal’ being in the blue district. the red district--- or should he say, the gold district, was starting to finally feel like home. he missed the days where he would work with his parents, where he could see them happy, without worry. he missed the days when he himself had no worries. when he was happy. now, since they’ve opened this week, chanwoo couldn’t stop smiling. 

chanwoo stuck a fork onto the slice of cake, motioning for jiwoo to start eating. “you do like strawberries, right? and cheesecake? my dad’s favorite desserts to make back then was cheesecake. he can make all kinds of cheesecake-- strawberry cheesecake, raspberry cheesecake, chocolate peanut butter cheesecake, s’mores cheesecake... that one was my favorite.” chanwoo hummed before suddenly smacking a hand to his cheek, face flushing. “dang it. i started rambling about cheesecake! i’m sorry, jiwoo.” chanwoo straightened out his work apron, which he had forgotten he still had on. “thank you for waiting for me. how has everything been lately? i’ve been waiting forever to hear about your new job and how you like it!” 

“sunny, how would you like to go on an adventure to...?” chanwoo did a drumroll for himself before continuing, “to whimsical isle! it’s a group trip, and everyone is inviting their friends. i was wondering if you wanted to come with me-- us? if you wanted to come with us, i mean. i figured it would be a little bit of a break for you, since you’re always busy with volunteer work. plus, it’s whimsical isle! it’s supposed to be magical, amazing and-- wait, have you ever been there before?” 

after healing melody a few days ago, reno had wanted to get to the bottom of finding this sick guy who did this to her. hara suggested the two go to afterlife and see if they could confront the man themselves. of course, reno had went along with the idea, despite losing his ability to physically fight anymore. he had tagged along anyway, bringing a raggedy looking baseball bat he found the other day as his weapon of choice. 

upon entering afterlife, the two hadn’t been expecting it to look so... different? reno had only been inside a few times looking for melody--- hara had never been. though she knew this wasn’t exactly what a strip club would look like. “what the hell is going on?” she muttered, eyes looking around slightly confused by setting. reno leaned his baseball bat against the ground, pursuing his lips. they had been sticking out like a sore thumb, among people who had looked strangely dangerous. “alright, i’ve only been here a few times but i know for a fact that this shit did not look like----” he stopped short once his eyes fell on kyumin, squinting at the figure.  recognizing kyumin, his body stiffened and he didn’t say a word. hara turned her eyes towards reno’s gaze and she knew exactly why he was acting like that. “kyumin.” she greeted through grit teeth. “what’s going on here?”