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"Yes." The single word left his lips so quickly, Felix almost thought he had imagined it. But then he realized he hadn't, and that was probably a bad thing. Or was it? It was really hard to think clearly with Han's face hovering just a few inches from his, his soft, pretty eyes basically staring into his soul. This felt like some kind of ambush- he had just been making them popcorn, leaning against the counter while the air popper worked its magic, and suddenly Han was right in front of him.

How rude, to not even give him the opportunity to get flustered and make an escape.

The whole thing wasn't computing in his brain. Maybe he had misheard. Or maybe Han had gotten drunk before coming over to play video games? That made no sense, but it somehow made more sense than a sober Han asking to kiss him. "I mean- what?"

felix’s reply is instant, which he’s very glad about because his impulsive question had been much the same. yet there’s a confusion right behind it that he doesn’t think he should just gloss over, not after everything that’s happened to felix before. so he lingers there, inches away from felix’s face, waiting for more realisation to seep into his best friend’s expression.

there’s a slight bit more life in felix’s eyes when he speaks again, and so han smiles a bit wider, a bit of amusement and a lot of love for his friend in the expression. “kiss,” he repeats then, but it’s all he says, because he thinks it’s safe now to cross the last bit of distance, so he does.

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it’s been quite a journey, from the day yoongi shot his brother’s son in the head to this moment in time where he is seeking out the second of jordan’s victims in order to figure out how bad the damage is. jennie was his first concern, of course, but after going through the demigod’s things and finding himself a journal written in a mixture of english, spanish and ancient hieroglyphs, he’d soon discovered the extent of jordan’s reach. jennie, it appeared, had not been the worst of his crimes, and now all the stories yoongi and him uncovered about this particular norse demigod acting strange are starting to make a gruesome sort of sense.

so, after careful consideration, his first stop is the norse demigod’s home, wondering in what sort of state he’ll find the young man - and if he will still find him at all, as well. with the pages of translation tucked under his arm, he searches for the right name on the list of mailboxes and once he figures out where he needs to be, he casually heads inside towards the right door.

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If there is one upside to her part-time job at the bakery... No, no wait. Rewind. If there is an upside to working in the bakery other than the fact that her boss is the incredibly dropdead gorgeous Persephone, then it is the fact that she occasionally gets to take something home with her that is nearly gone bad or that they obviously won’t be able to sell anymore. Today is her lucky day, because the chocolate cake with absolutely lovely soft pink frosting she is carrying in a small box was accidentally handled too roughly and thereby entirely ruined.

Now that is not something you serve to a customer, of course, for people like a nice thing to look at - doesn’t she as well? - but to eat it’s still perfectly fine, and so Adaline had offered to but it at a reduced price and take it home. Though home is not exactly where she takes her cake, for her father and brother are probably sleeping and she doesn’t want to accidentally wake them, so it’s to the park she goes, and in the park where she sits down on a little bench.

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the island is ... something, for sure. he’s a bit overwhelmed and that’s putting it lightly, what with all the gods going around looking decidedly not entirely human and everyone just acting like that’s normal. it’s been an interesting few days in which he’s sought out the nearest convenience store as well as checked out the things there were to do. the people who welcomed him to the island were nice, he’s got a job now as a veterinarian at the pet store and everything is going rather well - he’s not sure how long that will last.

today the biggest struggle mainly is; where does one go to get a good cup of coffee? he decides to try his luck with the people nearby, letting his gaze wander over them as he automatically picks up on their surface thoughts, until it stops and then lingers on a blond young man who seems the nicest out of everyone there. extremely nice, even, and the light feel to his thoughts brings a smile to jordan’s face as well. plus, this guy’s thoughts are actually in english, meaning they will at least be able to understand each other.

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“Hey, no need to be so hostile!” Felix held up his hands in surrender, taking a few generous steps back. Okay, so randomly touching people’s arms to see if he’d get future visions was not a good idea. He probably should have been able to figure that out based on common sense, he supposed, but he had just been excited to test out his alleged powers some more. He didn’t really think someone was going to overreact this much.

“If it makes you feel better, something good is going to happen later! But probably only if you don’t rip my head off and get arrested for murder.”

Hades’ eyebrows rise ever so slightly at the demigod’s instant defensive stand and words, before they draw together again in a frown. Who does the little critter think he is to be so rude? First the demigod reached out to put a hand on his arm as if they’d known each other for ages and now he’s getting snippy because Hades doesn’t quite appreciate the sentiment?

Then the demigod starts to talk about good things happening later and he huffs out in clear affront.

“I had no intention of ‘ripping your head off’ as you so eloquently stated, but even if I did I’d make sure there would be no ‘arresting for murder’ to follow that act. Plenty of shady places to be about such business around this island.”

His eyes take in the demigod a little more properly, studying the lines of the young man’s face and trying to determine whether this kid is just clueless or being purposefully annoying.

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Someone was following him, Felix was sure of it. The last ten minutes, he had heard someone’s footsteps just a few feet behind him, but every time he looked back, there was no one there. So either someone was following him, or he had officially lost his marbles. Deciding that he did not want to be caught unarmed if the mysterious follower caught up to him, he took the heaviest object he had out of his bag: a magic 8 ball. Yes, he had taken to consulting a gimmicky toy in an effort to figure his life out. And no, it was not working.

After another few minutes, he heard the footsteps come right up behind him and he spun around, holding the magic 8 ball up in the air so he was ready to lob it at an attacker’s face. But he stopped short when the person spoke, because they really did not seem all that scary. “Huh?” He blinked, lowering the hand that held the spherical toy.

“I wasn’t planning on killing anyone, I just thought someone was following me… I was gonna, you know, scare them off or something.” He paused, frowning. “Have you been following me?”

tohil’s eyebrows rise in amused surprise at the boy’s explanation for the heavy ball held in his hand. he listens with increasing amusement to the words spoken, until eventually the demigod suddenly inquires whether he’s been the one following him. that causes his expression to shift from the slight disbelief to a hint of mild derision.

“do you really think someone who’s been following you would admit to having followed you, especially if they came with such bad intentions that you feel they’d require a heavy...” his gaze wanders back to the demigod’s weapon and he smirks lightly. “...magic 8 ball to their face?” he allows that question to sink in for a moment, then shakes his head lightly. “i was following you, but only for the last minute or so. you dropped this.”

holding up the notebook that dropped out of the demigod’s back when he took out the ball, tohil leaves it in the boy’s sight for a few moments before taking it back in hand properly and calmly clasping hands behind his back.

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[ SMS ] I could tickle you [ SMS ] I mean, it’s really hard to talk when someone is tickling you ^^ [ SMS ] Or maybe I could bribe you with cake? [ SMS ] Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaase don’t tell Hyuna I hurt myself at the gym??? I don’t wanna get lectured! D: [ SMS ] I’m bringing you cake right now, so you’re legally not allowed to tell. 

Aislinn can’t help it, but when she checks the messages she gets in reply to her rather threatening one, a laugh makes it passed her lips even though she is still in the middle of the Zero to Hero. She raises a hand in apology at the nearest people surprised by the outburst, but is not embarrassed in the slightest by it, simply bringing her phone up a bit better so she can type a reply back.

[ ✉ → Felix ] It better be chocolate cake!

She shakes her head lightly as she tucks her phone away again into the back pocket of her pants, but after but a moment’s consideration she pulls it back out and sends another text the young boy’s way.

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it was a good day. the sun was shining and instead of insufferable heat, a slight breeze was waving through the streets. which was a reason, why jaehyun had decided to spend his day off outside again but also he felt the need for a picnic again and that was a thing he always loved to do!

so with a basket, filled with various sweets and fruits, and a few butterflies, sitting on his shoulders or flying next to him, he made his way towards the park. occasionally he watched the people that passed by him, smiling like he always did because some people just needed a smile from a stranger and jaehyun was always ready to be that stranger.

as he got closer to the park, jaehyun began to regret not taking his ukulele with him. of course he could enjoy his time no matter what but he would indeed like some kind of activity to spend his attention on. yet, the thing, or rather the person, that took his attention, was walking straight his way.