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( i finally finished my new oc.. ive been super excited abt them for a while and i cnt wait to get starteddd! o: ill likely be a bit more active on that blog than my others for a while. please give them a look tho id rly love to thread with all you guys over there muahaha )
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so ill probably be fixing up this blog a bit (changing some muses, redoing some stuff) and i wont be as active till im done! o: im also heading to otakon soon so i wont be on much then either gghg u can find me over here tho i am more active there <___>
[ ♬ ] Casually just writing new songs. Shh, she’s thinkin’ real hard. … But she forgot to eat breakfast and lunch. Stunning.
█ ▌║ ♪—— "...What are you doing?" Glancing over the girl's shoulder, Hyun-ki grinned at the music sheets in her grip. "Do you sing?"
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”Oh, right. That might be a good idea.” Madison hooked her arm through the flimsy plastic handles of the bag she was given and glanced around. There was a park near by with cover, in case the rain started earlier than expected.
Turning her attention back to the male, she nodded towards the park and grinned. “Madison! It’s nice t’ meet’cha Milo. C’mon! I’ve been needin’ a chocolate fix fer a while.”
"Nice to meet you too," he grinned, hurrying after her. The sky overhead was certainly darkening, and it would do them good to find some cover from the rain that threatened to pour down. Following closely behind, Milo watched absent-minded as her hair bounced rhythmically with each step taken. If he didn't get his own cut soon, it'd be as long as Madison's in no time. A silent reminder was given to himself to do so later on before sitting down opposite her beneath the sheltered area.
"Do you like sweets a lot?" The question escaped without much thought, Milo's chin placed in the support of his palm as he waited to be offered one of the pudding cups.
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「 ☀ 」He supposed that his lack of vocal training could have been overlooked. It was admirable, to say the least, that the other had some chops to him. Not one of those talentless types - a cruel thing to say, but true - that came about. Expecting him to open the door to their future or perhaps open up the possibilities for them to enter a career of show business. Perhaps the other didn’t even want that. Maybe he was just here for the sake of it. He had many a few who had come along, happy enough to just sing in karaoke bars or to settle for small clubs. Admirable, of course. He had no fondness for that life anymore anyways. A light tap of the baton against the music stand and his hands would sweep out to silence his pupil, eyes watching the other carefully before offering a polite smile. His vocal range was high. A soprano if he had ever heard one. Rough, a little edgy in the regard that it didn’t have such a punch to it. It was weak, faltering and could have been easily honed provided that the other had an adequate instructor and the desire to. And appeared as so he did. “It can be improved, but you’re not horrible." A point blank shot at the other’s pride. "If you are willing to work hard and commit to coming every week, I’ll make your voice into something wonderful. Is that understood?”
█ ▌║ ♪—— "Yeah! I'll work hard!" A fierce nod accompanied his words, grin stretching from ear to ear. Hyun-ki's chest felt light with joy, a feeling not unlike some of his best singing experiences. The last remaining shreds of his earlier nervousness had thankfully dispersed following his instructor's words. It was finally coming true-- the dream he'd held close to him for years now. He was being given the chance to seize an incredible opportunity. No matter his financial situation, he'd decided in that moment to find a way to continue lessons for sure, whether it meant working during every bit of free time he had or losing sleep for the sake of his vocal training.
An idea came to him before Hyo-rin was given a chance to continue their lesson, and Hyun-ki spoke up with added hesitance. Genuine curiosity lead him to ask the question on his mind, and despite an already established confidence in his voice, he'd never sung for a professional, and as an utaite had, of course, received the occasional criticism. "Eh-- If it's okay to ask... What do you think I need to work most on?"
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Honestly, if she wanted to be put down, all she had to do was ask. Isaak himself didn’t pay much attention, wanting to leave the heat as much as the next person, so most of his focus lay on weaving through the crowd. Thus, when she started to struggle, it didn’t take much for the blond to lose his grip and accidentally drop her to the ground.
At least he felt bad about it.
"I was, yes," Isaak answered, kneeling down to be on eye level and checking to see if she was alright. Well, as alright as someone could be after fainting from possible heatstroke then falling to the crowd from a small distance, so he pretty much had to take this situation slowly so she could get some help. Though, Isaak still preferred having this done the easy way where he just took her to a cool area, but things can’t always be on the easiest difficulty.
"Can you walk by yourself?" he asked, but soon enough noticed that she could barely get up by herself, much less walk. "Never mind, you’re tired. If you allow me, I can keep on carrying you to the nearest cafe or hospital, the former being where I was taking you originally so you can at least get something to drink instead of having to wait."
He felt that he had to ask permission and explain so she would calm down and not be scared of him since he did basiclly start carrying her off without asking before. Anyone would be scared in this kind of perdicament.
█ ▌║ ♥ —— A strong guilt took unexpected hold of her, and Lottie felt her heart sink to the floor. What was she doing, treating someone who'd only tried to help as if they'd attacked her? Again, her nerves had gotten the best of her, and she swallowed her discomfort, speaking up in an unsteady voice. "Th-thank you! Sorry-- I didn't mean to..." Didn't mean to... what? Force herself from his arms, despite the fact that she'd passed out and he seemed to have nothing but good intentions... Her cheeks flared, humiliation picking up the pace of her heartbeat.
"No, it's okay! I can walk--" She thought to insist, but it seemed as though denying his offer was a bit rude after the stunt she'd just pulled. In fact, the boy's words were more fitting of a request than an offer. After a moment of hesitance, Lottie spoke up again, eyes averted from her company. "U-um... Would you... carry me, then?"
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“Stupid?” The tiny girl scoffs at him, “My ass.” She would mutter silently, rolling dull green eyes. What else was she suppose to say? She wasn’t going back. Not home. Though, she did have college classes she needed to attend on Wednesday…..maybe it was best try to go back. Half way indulged in thoughts, his last remark brought her back.
“Oh?” That was a little bit of a surprise. Claire leaned foreward and turned to look at him, angling her head a little bit. “Okay, sorry.” She sits back again, “You’re a very pretty guy.” She sniffs, staring at the ground. “Yeah so….if the gas station doesn’t work for you, then I don’t know.” That was really all she had in mind.
“AND.” She snaps, while flicking eyes back over. Her next sentence was softer, however, for fear that he’d drop her but on the side of the road if she was too rude. “I’m not defenseless. I got pepper spray. Just pepper spray’em in the eyes and kick their guts out.” She gives a thumbs up, smiling at him again. “Nice strategy, ay?”
She sits, once again, back in her seat. Conversation was important during times like these, if they were quiet the entire way it would be awkward.
He couldn't deny that her response was unusually satisfying, and Haruki's eyebrows lifted as he met her gaze with his. "Thanks." The word was drawn out almost playfully, but the smile tugging at his lips failed to form following her next statement. "Even pepper spray is just a safety measure. It doesn't guarantee you'll get away." Despite how entertained he found himself with her manner of speaking, Haruki reminded himself that both of them were still in a bit of a predicament, and he seemed to be the older one between them. Responsibility... The word wasn't anything he ever wanted to deal with.
A moment of silence followed, and fingers tapped rhythmically against the steering wheel in nervous habit as he considered his options.
Could she stay at the inn--?
Unless she could afford a room, he doubted his father would be pleased with the idea, and the impression he'd been given was not one of a girl with enough money for a hot springs visit. Though, there was a possibility that he could sneak her into his room for the night. Without any more access to the car until the following day, he wouldn't be able to drive her anywhere else. It seemed like a good plan. One night hidden from his father's eye, and he'd drive her back to her home the next day.
"Okay, I've decided--" His voice cut through the quiet, and Haruki cocked his head to the side, meeting her gaze between glances at the road. "You can stay at the inn tonight. But you can't leave the room. If my father finds out I let someone stay without paying..." A grimace captured his expression as his words trailed off, and he quickly pushed the thought from his mind. "It's fine, he won't find you," he insisted, as though convincing himself. The statement that followed was slightly quieter than before, spoken with uncertainty. "You'll have to stay in my room, though... Shouldn't have told you I was a guy, huh?"
Ga-eun glanced all around her, eyes flicking back and forth between the skyline, the rooftop, and back to the person who sat beside her. She just wasn’t quite sure where to focus on, since staring would be considered rude. Then again….they were really pretty, so maybe they were used to people staring?
Turning her gaze back towards her ankles, the student just smiled a big. The scent of cigarettes. It was usually a smell that made her flinch and cough, but anything was better than the stifling smell of antibiotics and sanitizer. It was a little welcoming to have something different, even if it was something that she hated.
”I guess I am. I hate the hospital… Oh my god, did you have that one doctor who had really squinty eyes and a bad personality? He’s so pessimistic! If you’re looking for an asshole, he’s the one that comes to mind.”
She laughed, leaning back by putting her weight onto the palms of her hands as she relaxed. Coming to the hospital often, Ga-eun was beginning to recognize more faces at the different wards. Some were friendly and welcoming, but he always made her want to chuck the IV back in his face. Leaning over slightly to the other, she whispered fervently.
“I swear, he’s probably evil and gives people shots on purpose even if they don’t need it.”
A chuckle found his lips at the friendliness of their exchange. He liked people like her-- that seemed to open up easily despite an apparent reserved nature upon first sight. Casting his gaze forward, Haruki continued to suck on the cigarette as if it were candy, a notable restlessness about his presence. "That's the one. He's an asshole. The best example of the word." His own anger surprised him only after he'd spoken up, a nervous rolling of his cigarette between slender fingers left unnoticed.
"Well, there's not much that can be done about people like him. Someone ought to round them up for reeducation and brainwashing." A joke, of course, but it didn't entirely seem like a terrible idea.
Taking one last long drag of smoke, Haruki turned back to the girl before pulling the cigarette from his lips and putting it out. It wasn't often that he felt a craving for nicotine, but the drug did help to relax him through the aches in his chest. "Are you heading out after this?" Lightly-shadowed lids fell half-shut as he gestured toward her legs. "Do you have anyone to help you home?"
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Aha- Aha— Ahaha.. What do you mean she’s nervously giggling and it’s really obvious that she’s trying to hide something? Oh no, that isn’t occurring in the slightest. Eyes widen slightly and she forces a rather awkward smile before shaking her head stiffly. “No.. way-“
█ ▌║ ♪—— "You have, haven't you?" He'd already convinced himself of his theory, eyes wide with excitement as he leaned closer to the girl, and questions simply began flooding endlessly from his mouth. "Where did you meet her? What was she like? Could it be that you're friends? Would you introduce me?"
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