#ofblueflames

↳ °  ——-   “   just   keep   an   eye   out   for   him.   don’t   let   hyunsik   die   down   there.   and   thanks,   taek.   i   don’t   know   what   I’d   do   without   you.   “   kt’s   voice   is   quiet   as   he   opens   the   door   to   his   office   to   let   wootaek   out   after   an    hour’s   worth   of   discussion.   the   prince   nodded,   hands   buried   deep   his   pockets   as   he   moved   into   the   hall.   there   were   more   words   said   -   familial   sentiments   -   and   then   a   loving   embrace   before   kt   shut   his   door   again   and   wootaek   moved   further   into   the   hall.   he’s   following   a   mental   map   in   his   head   of   the   areas   he’ll   have   to   traverse   when   he   encounters   who   he   assumes   is   one   of   the   idols   under   his   father’s   employ,   “   oh   –   sorry.   “   he   says   briefly,   attempting   to   step  around   him   and   continue   on   his   way. ↲

the  thing  about  miles  when  he’s  upset  is  that  he  tended  to  buy  things  on  an  impulse  . not  that  he  didn’t  have  that  issue  when  he  wasn’t  upset  but  normally  the  purchases  made  were  pretty  harmless  .  when  he’s  upset  though  ?  he  can’t  talk  himself  out  .  “  i  bought  a  bird  .  “  are  the  first  words  out  of  his  mouth  when  he  sees  the  other  and  almost  as  if  on  command  ,  a  muted  chirp  can  be  heard  from  his  room  .  “  he’s  a  cockatiel  and  his  name  is  r2  because  i’m  going  to  teach  him  the  sounds  that  r2d2  makes  .  “  

‘  changmin’s birthday is coming up.   what should we do for it?  ’

third  floor  circulation desk  days  were  the  best days  for  several reasons.  as  someone prone  to  sensory overload,  not  having to  work  on  the  main  floor  with  the  student body  was  a  blessing.  in  addition,  he  could  set  up  drawing tablet  and  unabashedly work  on  commissions. and  lastly,  it  allowed  him  to  invite friends  to  come  linger  a  while.  between a  mysterious  two  month  absence, her  spending  time  with  her  boyfriend,  and  helping  her  little  brother get  situated  at  sungkyunkwan,  namgi  hadn’t  spoken to  leia  in  person  for  a  little while,  making  her  his  first  choice  for  who  to  invite  to  come  by.  can  you  bring  me  a  coffee from  the  cafe  downstairs?  i’ll  pay  you  back.  two  creams,  no  sugar. he  sends  the  text,  then  sets  his  phone  down  and  continues his  work  (drawing) while  he  waits.