Clutching the red fabric he had on his hand, his brows furrowed and looked at her with a baffled expression. “Are you seriously going to do this-” He said so repeatedly, still unsure of what the woman was planning on that little head of hers. Surely, Kyungsoo was a supportive friend, a supportive father figure for Aster throughout this entire time they’ve known each other. And he wanted only the very best for her, being an overprotective person that he is.
But seemingly, her idea to jump on the roof while lighting up fireworks were not a good idea.
“I seriously think you shouldn’t do this- It’s dangerous-”
Alas, the woman was already far-fetched with her Disney fantasies that she started climbing off the fire escape at the side of his home. As a precautionary measure, he had the fire department and the hospital’s emergency numbers on speed dial with the phone tucked right by his backpocket.
“Come on, I’m giving you five minutes! Light up that thing so you can get back down,” he commanded. As much as he commanded, there was no stopping Aster. He barely shook her with his little threats and case study examples of sprains and broken bones off bad falls; she was a tough cookie anyway.
All he could do now was laugh and cross his arms in amusement, looking up to watch her in her childish ways, wanting to scream out that she saved China, if only the neighbors weren’t asleep at 2 AM.
It was always, always like that. She has been known as the girl who has crazy obsessions for Disney ever since - and the night was dark, she grew bored. Her creative juices has run dry hence deciding to visit him so late in the night. She chopped off her hair once, who was anyone to say she wouldn’t attempt to recreate a very iconic ending from her favourite movie of all time?
As soon as she spotted him coming towards her, he looked tiny from afar and hell, the roof of his place felt secure enough -- assuming if she wasn’t up for her Mulan activities, it would be a decent place for her to get lost in her own thoughts, a piece of serenity in a way.
“I know it is, but I’m... I can do this!”
Yelling back to the male, she carefully stepped on the roof in order to move around only to almost slip, yet she was quick enough to save herself. Then again, she listened to him talk. A father, almost a father figure. Aster pursed her lips together and sighed in a defeated manner, her shoulders hung loose as she puffed out her cheeks in her childlike ways.
And finally, she made her way down towards the male all safe and sound, rubbing at the side of her cheek as if she felt like she lost a bet or something. Squinting at the male, she tapped the sides of her outer thighs and allowed a string of laughter to slip past her plump lips.
“You could have watched an iconic Mulan scene, too bad you’re a grumpy grandpa!”
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