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Does the gang know where he live at this point in time? I can imagine a world in which he just forgets to tell them (accidentally or on purpose) where his apartment is. All meetings are organised either on campus or at someone else's place. They all just assume he lives in a tiny apartment without enough space to host them all and apo and pyro's place has an incredibly comfortable couch so its fine. And he's the type to walk other people home, not the type to be walked home. (Similar to how in canon abolish just does his own thing and nobody really notices what he's up to unless it directly involves them) Which is all fine and good until he falls asleep in the back of the car and nobody knows where to bring him to.

oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo yes. Perfect. Strip away that man's barriers! He's sick he's achy he's not in full control of what he's saying and visibly confused as to why they aren't just leaving him to walk home. Apo will just pick him up and carry him inside (she said to come in twice and he didn't fully wake up, so this is the fastest way to get it done. Pyro, stop laughing.)

He would not tell them where he lives. That means they might show up at his house. Hard pass, no thank you. He will keep showing up at the applespice apartment that nobody told him the address for. But. He's asleep and there's nobody who knows where to take him or even if he has any other friends who can take care of him (no.) So he gets dumped on the applespice couch, and wakes up dehydrated and disoriented at 4:28am to a shadow looming over him (Pyro getting ready for class) and. reacts very reasonably, for a human weapon who doesn't remember how he got here.

(Pyro gets yanked to the ground with Abolish on top of him, discovers several kinks in rapid succession, and only doesn't wake Apo up shrieking bc Abolish covered his mouth. Abolish identifies him as human and lets go quickly but Pyro has already sorted him into the same "traumatised and Very Good with violence" slot they put Apo in and they're not even wrong. Abolish is ashamed of it but Pyro's like "no that one was my fault I forgot you were here. Apo yells at me for looming all the time")

Sun, mumbling: Says the one who always had it...

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Since you asked for prompts I thought of one: Ren gets jealous after seeing reader spending more time with MJ or Kavin than him even though they’re usually attached by the hip.

Hi anon! Thanks for the kind words and prompt. It turned out a bit long and i can only hope i've interpreted it correctly, lol. Enjoy! (might be a lil ooc tho, depending on how you see him)

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Ren is definitely not a jealous person.

He’s more of a passive side character, in the words of Kavin. Calm and collected is basically synonymous with Renrawin Aira.

So why the hell is he irritated?

“Your face is gonna get stuck if you keep scowling like that,” Thyme says, snacking on his usual yoghurt cup.

“Don’t you have something better to do? Go bother Gorya. And for the love of god, wipe your chin. You’re making a mess.”

Thyme sighs longingly, looking at the direction where his girlfriend sits with Kaning and Kavin, the former’s head buried in a textbook while the latter two make sappy faces at each other. “She told me she’d kill me if I interrupted her.” A dreamy smile graces his face. “I love her.”

“Great.” Ren mumbles distractedly, and Thyme finally snaps out of his Gorya induced stupor to observe what exactly is bothering Ren so much.

The scene in question is you and MJ studying together, heads bent down, occasionally leaning closer to highlight something on each other’s respective book. You’ve graciously shared your earbuds after finding out that he pretty much has the same music taste as you (Unlike Ren, who only listens to obscure artists no one’s ever heard of because he’s cool).

Ren’s jaw clenches as he watches MJ do a dramatic hair flip and your stifled laughter as you try and mess his hair up.

“They look pretty cozy, don’t they?” notes Thyme, glancing at Ren. Seeing his face look annoyed, the boy brightens, already sensing an opportunity to further annoy him.

“Her and MJ look pretty cute together, don’t you think?” Thyme says nonchalantly.

“No they don’t,” Ren says, voice unusually loud and eyes still fixed on you. He and you had become friends out of necessity, when your respective friends coupled up and MJ was somewhere getting piss drunk. Both of you enjoyed riling each other up, whether it was him taking away the books he knew you wanted to read from the library, or you stealing his pens when he was being melancholy because he usually had all the best stationery.

You usually hung out with him. So why were you randomly hanging out with MJ? And sharing earbuds with him? And playing with his hair?

“Earth to Ren,” Thyme singsongs, waving a hand in front of his face.

“How does Gorya even stand you without wanting to punch you in the face?” Ren finally snaps, glaring at Thyme, who just shrugs in a you-tell-me manner.

“Hey guys,” your voice sounds and he turns away from Thyme to look at you. MJ’s arm is casually slung across your shoulder as he checks his phone.

“Did you actually study or just fool around?” Ren asks acerbically, while Thyme snorts.

“We actually finished a lot!” you reply, genuinely happy and oblivious enough to not notice his tone. “MJ, you gotta be my study buddy again. We almost finished half our portions today!”

The man shoots you a thumbs up and you reply in kind when his phone rings. “Shoot, I have to take this. See you tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow,” you confirm, and Ren watches MJ leave with a slight frown on his face.

“I’m gonna go annoy Gorya,” Thyme announces, striding away to where she sits.

Ren’s frown merely deepens, when a cool hand is placed on his forehead, smoothing out the wrinkle in his brow. He flushes faintly.

"Wouldn’t want to ruin that million baht face by getting frown lines early, hmm?” You smirk, removing your hand and collapsing onto the seat Thyme vacated.

Ren already misses the touch.

“So what’s the deal with you and MJ?” he asks, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.

“We’ve agreed to study together,” you say, eyes closed as you enjoy the breeze. “I can bounce all my concepts and theories off him, and in return he gets tutored. A win for both of us.”

“you could’ve asked me,” Ren mumbles.

“What?”

“Nothing,” he says, but of course you’re the most persistent person he’s ever met.

You pester him until he snaps.

“You could’ve asked me, okay?”

Silence reigns upon the two of you. “…What?”

“You could’ve asked me!” He explodes, looking slightly frazzled. “You don’t have to study with him, he’s never present in any class!”

“Ren-”

“And what was with the sharing earbuds and playing with his hair?” He continues, clearly worked up. “I’ve known you the longest and yet you’ve never shared so much as your playlist nor touched my hair-”

“Cause I thought you’d make fun of my music taste because it’s basic! And don’t you usually take an hour to get your hair to make that swoop? You glared at that girl who tried to touch your hair-”

“Oh my god, shut up!” Gorya shouts from across, brows drawn together in an exasperated furrow. “You both like each other, you idiots.”

Another stunned silence reigns, with the exception of Thyme, Kavin and Kaning making a series of oohs.

“You like me?” both of you ask at the same time, and laugh awkwardly when it’s simultaneous.

“Um, well…” you fumble, not looking Ren in the eye in the hopes that he wouldn’t see your flushed face. “Do you want to maybe go out on a date? Tomorrow?”

Ren looks slightly taken aback, but pleased. “Aren’t I supposed to ask you that?”

“It’s the twenty-first century,” Kaning says sagely. “With that being said, drop by the flower shop, Ren. I’m sure Uncle Gawao can give you a discount.”

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