#twseok

he’s just managed to get off of work, not very tired and looking for something.  the fairy is always searching for something these days, with a lack of things to do and way too much time on his hands.  after all, baekhyun’s own story has ended, and his very own cinderella doesn’t seem to need him much anymore.  there’s no need for wishes when she already has everything that she could ever want in a bouncing bundle of joy and a husband who loves her most dearly.

but he tries not to think of it that much.  he just focuses on all the things that he can do in the time that he has, like “ pretend” magic that fascinates the children at the disney store he works in - more than likely, he’d get in trouble with bigby if the wolf knew about it but thankfully, just because children believe in the mundy world doesn’t mean anyone else will.  so it’s still a secret and baekhyun is still bringing wide eyed wonder to someone, even if they’ll simply forget him when they’re older and think that magic has died.

that’s the sad thing about this place.  no one seems to believe in anything anymore.

baekhyun lets out a sigh, scuffing his feet on the ground as he strolls along.  he’s making his way back to the woodland apartments when he accidentally bumps into someone’s back.  immediately he scoots backwards, blinking furiously in his surprise.  “ oh, eeyo - .. hoseok, dear -.  i didn’t see you there.” he smiles gently, patting him on the back.  “ and before you say it’s because no one ever sees you, it’s not like that.  i was just too busy looking at the ground.”

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   lancelot paused his eating, eyeing the other beside him. nothing was really said between the two to cause for such a blatant statement. in honesty, he wasn’t even quite sure he really knew who the other was.

   however, the words sat with him for a moment. everything that brought lancelot to where he was at that moment was built on a lie that he wanted to believe. a lie that he could just erase his feelings. that erasing his feelings would make everything better, but like a coward, he didn’t just try. he didn’t try to make things better. in his mind, he just suffered and he didn’t want to suffer anymore.

   while the message was hitting home for lancelot, he wasn’t quite sure where the other was even coming from. it wasn’t as if the other would know what was true or not in lancelot’s life when he never offered anyone the actual truth as to how everything ended up.

   he cleared his throat, “i do hope you’re not referring to the apple pie. i was quite looking forward to a piece.”

   making a joke was easier than allowing his mind to wonder anymore than it already was.