#tenderlovc

akira was a little early for work so he decided to head into the cafe to grab a cup of coffee. working the night shift, he never really knew what might come their way. to be honest, things always seemed to happen in the night, after all. as he stepped inside, a familiar face appeared at the register. “oh,” he exclaimed with a chuckle. “weren’t we at your place the other day?” he asked, scratching his head. it’d be embarrassing if he had mistaken her for someone else. “didn’t expect to run into you here.”

           eyes  narrow  upon  his  confident  approach  ,  it’s  usually  one  way  or  the  other  when  it  comes  to  moonbyul  .  she  approaches  them  or  they  shyly  approach  her  ,  she’s  almost  unsure  what  to  do  with  his  demanding  tone  .  it  causes  her  to  stutter  over  her  words  which  is  very  out  of  character  for  the  femme  .   ‘  i’m  sorry  ,  excuse  me  .  you  are  ?  ’     //     closed  starter  for  @tenderlovc​!

                                 putting the finishing touches on his appearance, minghao made his way to tae's place, deciding to surprise him! they were still getting to know one another and what better way than doing something interactive? he smirked to himself as he knocked loudly on the door.    ❝ tae !! tae !! tae !! we're going to have so much fun! you better be ready !! ❞     patience? who even needed it. he knocked again for good measure.    ❝ if you don't open up soon i'm going to eat one of the things i brought for you. ❞     a hollow threat but he would use anything necessary to get the door open and onto the next part of the night. the more FUN part.

“ c’mon, i thought you said you’d be home... ” he grumbles a little, pulling out his phone to text him, wondering where he is.

“you never even told me why, though i suppose it’s not hard to guess,” bentley huffs, folding his arms across his chest and squinting his eyes at the other. “it’s because my parents cut me off, right? i no longer have my trust fund, and i obviously can’t take you anywhere fancy on minimum wage, so you figured i was no longer worth your time and decided to just ghost on me.” 

he’ll grit his teeth at the pain; sharp droplets of freezing rain burning one of several gashes on his body. titus was familiar with this outcome more often than not. it is what’s expected of long nights chasing after ‘things that go bump in the night.’ gazing at his own reflection he’ll sigh, now titus must face what he dreaded more than fighting creatures with abnormal powers: retrieve his belongings from his ex’s house. finally he’ll move from the side of his car, following the pathway that lead to the other’s door. he was thankful the apartment building had its familiar warmth, but subconsciously titus’s familiarity had found himself within soonyoung’s suite. ‘it’s about time you return the key, idiot’ he thinks. walking into the living room area, he’ll look around for the box of his accumulated items he’d left around when they were dating. too exhausted to search for the other, titus just wanted to leave as quickly as he came. of course, the universe just loves to torture the blue haired boy and he’ll speak up, “don’t worry i’m not robbing you, i just came to get my stuff like i promised...and give your spare key back, guess.”