#trickerxlife

Dakota had did what he had done for the last two birthdays for Aiden; something over the top romantic. They started their day by going to the nursery and getting beautiful flowers to plant in their garden, filled with sweet lovey dovey coddling while they picked out flowers. Then a lunch where Dakota made Aiden a delicious fresh salad, and they sat outside enjoying all their hard work. Then of course a visit to a spa for their afternoon. Now with freshly manicured and pedicured nails as well as relaxed muscles, both men were seated at a very nice italian place, the wine and appetizers already on the table.

The wolf had considered when he wanted to propose, but he figured at dessert would be best, having his boyfriend turn him down before the entrees would make for an awkward meal. "You still awake there, babe?" Dakota teased, Aiden still seeming quite relaxed from their massages. "Enjoying your birthday?"

to say that he detests this kind of gathering is too much of an understatement. doesn’t know what purpose he serves there, truly, but this time, in lieu of his father’s presence, he’s been asked for once to come. it was based upon requests of plenty, according to his father’s secretary, and he was advised to attend on the basis that he’s going to inherit the company in less than two years — if everything is going according to plan. in the meantime, he is working the nine-to-five job as their recent employee, ascending from his supposed ‘intern’ status. this was all acquired from his father’s plans, who… for someone who’s as distant from his own son, has taken the time and resources to build a faux persona idealized for uriel. he wants to scoff at it sometimes, at how risible it is. yet, he’s resigned to this fate, as long as his father doesn’t meddle with any of his private business. and so far, that one has been well-kept.

tonight, however, that somehow becomes fragile, and that’s exactly why he loathes being amidst these people. trying to pry into his personal aspects, carefully but also manipulatively, it feels like they’re attempting to find those needle holes to insert themselves into his life, somehow. and his later business. he has always harbored the suspicions over that towards everyone, especially those who know him as the successor of the jung corporation. and tonight, everyone in the ballroom seems to notice, especially since he doesn’t show up in this kind of events often. this is the kind of social anxiety that he understands tends to happen to his lover, and he shares the sentiment. the stray thoughts lead to the filaments in which he wonders why his lover hasn’t read his messages since the afternoon.

then again, it’s understandable. minjun is more than just busy most of the time, it’s almost like an oasis when they can spend lazy evenings with just the two of them. he sighs, once again checking his phone to see if there’s a reply. none. it places a fleeting frown on his face, but he doesn’t let it linger, knowing that people might scrutinize him sometimes. he offers a smile to the woman who tries to strike a conversation with him, asking if he’s busy. he doesn’t turn it down, wanting to keep his mind occupied. asked about the company’s prospect, he can answer eloquently, comprehending the nature of it just fine through briefings and whatnot. he might not sit on top, pretending to climb the ladder just like anyone else, but his father is no fool.

“Some humans are a lot to handle, but the rascal above is the worse of all. What do you think of you and me making a mess out of Earth for the fun of it to piss Him off?” Lucifer suggested in a amused tone, but even like so, the fall angel didn’t let his small show up, as he didn’t had any reasons to smile really. The deity that used to be his father and the one almighty he bent his back for, killed the woman he loved and protected, along the child she was carrying, so it was time to had them suffer as well.

muse: Ileanna for: Lucky (or whichever of your muses you feel fits best)

Ileanna tapped away at the keys of the computer in front of her, sending an email off to a client asking about mixing prices, before looking over to the laptop she’d been de-fragging for a customer for her other job, the one in which she was sitting right now. The company she was a repair tech for, even if she didn’t pay much attention to her surroundings when she was there, they kept her because she knew her stuff and they needed a tech like that. But then, they should never have told her that, because it made her cocky.

“Hello, welcome. Let me know if I can help you with anything.”

Somewhere far away, in a realm no human had ever touched upon a prince had gotten lost after a terrible betrayal. The Kingdom had been in disarray ever since the royal family had been slaughtered and the only heir was nowhere to be found. In the shambles of society the fae and magical fought for dominance. Only a small group of people knew that the young fae prince was alive but no longer in the realm. Could he be found?

The footsteps of the man echoed through the empty streets, it was five thirty in the morning and it was cold. The sun had not had the chance yet to warm up the streets and most people were still asleep. The stranger walked quick, his step self-assured and with a purpose as he turned a corner and met up with a young lady. Offering him the information he needed for five golden coins.

The coins were not of this world and could not be spend here, of course, she knew where she could spend them. The man huffed at the information, there were traces of magic around- surely this young man had to be the lost prince. He touched the photo’s he had gotten from the woman, the man didn’t look very human but you never knew for sure…

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“Ah sorry.” He touched the others’ shoulder and offered him his wallet. “You dropped this.”‌ Zitao said with a soft smile. His long silver hair was braided together and he was wearing glasses and generally looked like a very eccentric librarian (although his skin was smoother than one would expect from someone staying inside all day). He smiled at the man “I haven’t seen you here before, are you a regular?” He gestured at the coffee shop they were currently in.

Of course the other had not dropped the wallet, Zitao had pickpocket it but the other man didn’t need to know that.

There was no reason to be nervous, but Kai typically felt that way no matter the circumstances. He had managed to get through school and university, even worked his way up into his own company, and yet he was still anxious when it came to meeting new people. He was quite obvious, too, with the way he continuously fidgeted about whether it was pushing his fingers through his dark colored hair, or straightening his clothes out for the umpteenth time. However, for business purposes it wasn’t quite as difficult and that was something he reminded himself of often. He was hired specifically, it was for professional terms and he was almost hopeful there wouldn’t be too many questions. But things usually don’t go the way he prefers and Kai was used to that.

The address to where it was requested for him to meet this person was familiar, he lived in the city his entire life and had familiarized himself with nearly every inch. It was a simple cafe and one that was easy for him to walk to from his own job, one that was surrounded with businesses for several blocks. Having just closed down early from his company for the day, he was thankful for fresh air.