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"He came from the stars." Hansol | 17 yrs old. | angel

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| Teach you, teach me. // LJ&CH

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While he waited for her reply he started taking a shower, thinking that maybe she was going to take too long or something. But while he was scrubbing his hair with shampoo the message arrived and he stumbles out with suds in his hair.

He laughed a bit too hard at her texts, almost dropping his cellphone in the running water.

He waited until he finished his shower to reply. After putting a towel around his waist and stepping out to his room.

[ ✉ → breadeun ] noona pls stop.

[ ✉ → breadeun ] im laughing ok i almost dropped my cellphone in the water.

[ ✉ → breadeun ] i hope ur happy.

[ ✉ → breadeun ] ill be right over!!

Once he finishes dressing and grabbing his things, he leaves to her clinic, which was close to his dad's job and a short walk away from home.

"I should've brought some bread," he thinks as he passes through the glass doors and straight to her office, waving hello to her secretary who only smiled at him.

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the last one → hansol & taehyung

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Hansol is in too much of a bad mood to let it go, and honestly he's too immature as well. He gives a tight smiles and tugs the carton closer to him again.

"I'm the one who's sorry. Look, today has been a bad day and I really need this chocolate, so if you could just understand. And besides, I grabbed it first!" He gives another strong tug, trying to take the chocolate milk away.

"Besides," he huffs. "You're supposed to be an adult, what are you doing with chocolate milk anyways?"

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| Cassiopeia. // Himchan&Hansol

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They're staring at him and that is bad. Hansol visibly gulped and eyes them, knowing it had been a bad idea since the beginning. I really should've gone home instead.

Hansol isn't one to think things over thoroughly and especially not now that he's in serious trouble. His body and mouth move by themselves, and he finally says, "No no, guys, don't get the wrong idea, really! It's for a friend. He's doing it for his cinematagrophy class, you guys are so fascinating!"

He approaches them with a smile and outstretched arms, as if he were a host receiving his guests. "The important part of the documentary is the essence! You guys, this urban style is really great and the air, you don't really try, do you?" he pats the back of one guy there. "The stench of beer and cigarrettes really adds to the charm".

He stops himself, or actually something else stops him from his stupid babbling. He isn't helping himself, and especially not with mentioning his friend or with touching them. They're all giving him dirty looks and his smile turns into a sheepish expression.

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━ Flour and Eggs; Hansol&Mingyu

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As a social butterfly, Hansol has met a lot of people, spoken with many types and many personalities. But inside a big crowd he will always cling to his best friend, Mingyu.

In highschool, they were like peanut butter and jelly. Inseperable, they complimented each other and they lived many experiences. Sometimes they got in trouble and in more than one fight, they ran and laughed and it was always together. 

Since they graduated they haven’t been able to be together much, especially since Hansol finally settled down in his job. But whenever he can, he goes over to Mingyu’s or Mingyu visits him. 

That day he was off from work and he had told Mingyu since a few days ago that he’s going to go, to which the boy replied yes. Hansol has visited him many times in the orphanage, and he didn’t mind the kids there, even if they attacked him and always asked for piggy back rides. 

But Mingyu is worth it, he knows everything about Hansol and Hansol knows everything about him. At least, he thinks so.

After waiting all day he finally heads over. It’s slightly far away from his home so he leaves home early on a bus. In fifteen minutes he arrives to the orphanage, and he knocks on the door, waiting for Mingyu or for the Matron to open. 

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| Gemini. // Wonwoo&Hansol

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No one had dared to get close and Hansol was about to give up and leave. To his surprise, he heard a challenger. He smiles and turns around, smirking slightly. “Let me just warn you, I’ve won the past five games straight. I’ll buy you the milkshake anyways if you lose.” 

That’s Hansol’s way of being nice, albeit a quite cocky one. He starts the game, depositing the coins in the machine. He waits for the other one to start, and unknowingly, a crowd started to form.

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| Icarus. // Chen&Hansol

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“Ok, Chen,” Hansol nods, murmuring it to himself to save it in his memory so he won’t forget it next time. It didn’t occur to him to ask why Chen, but something in him told him it was just right. 

He follows him to the aisles, watching him put the books away. As he read the titles of some books, he notices that they’re mainly medicine and that they had some difficult titles to understand. He frowns slightly. “Are you studying to be a doctor?” 

Jongdae asks him about the milkshakes and it didn’t take him long to answer. “Yeah! There’s this really good cafe right in front of my work. My favorite is the red berries one.” He nods several times, and turns around to walk to the door. 

“Come on, I’ll lead the way.” 

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| Eridanus. // Yuna&Hansol

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Once Hansol reaches he nods several times. The small voice in his head had told him that he was being weird but he ignored it and now he realizes it was right, like always. “Yeah, um. I would have, but...if you want to go eat, or something. I have nothing to do at home anyways, so, if you’re not busy...” 

The teenager bows his head once she did, and nods. “I’m Hansol! But uh, you knew that. I’m sorry for seeming sudden.” He pauses, then gives her a sheepish smile. “But we’re neighbors and I think we should get along!” 

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| Virgo. // Yerim&Hansol

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“Because he’s terrible, and he...I don’t know.” Hansol shakes his head and looks up at her. The girl is way too close and he suddenly feels very disoriented once more. He takes a step back and ruffles his hair with one hand. 

“Uh, if you want we can go to the back room, or I can tell him to go away if he makes you feel uncomfortable.” Hansol throws him another look and the man turns away. He sighs, and then takes the string once more. “Then, you take the other end of the string and tie it like this here...” He begins explaining once more, but looks at her once more.

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My muse will tell your muse what they are afraid of

Hansol could swear those gray clouds weren’t covering up the sky earlier in the morning. The air had that familiar feel and he could smell wet dirt. 

He glances at the adult next to him, looking at his phone and paying no attention to the sky above. 

The teenager bit his lip and he suddenly speaks up. “Can we, uh, leave? Like, go to some place, it looks like it’s going to rain.” 

The older man gave him an odd look but agreed to his request and they walked to the nearest cafe. Again, Jaejoong seemed to be unaffected to the weather, but Hansol was more jittery than still. Jaejoong took no notice, and Hansol was glad.

But then thunder sounded and Hansol closed his eyes and his head as if a bomb were coming down. Finally, the adult asked him what’s wrong, and Hansol looks up at his confused expression.

“Ok, don’t laugh but, I’m terribly afraid of thunder storms. I don’t know why, I just am. I feel as if I were in a car and something crashes into it and glass pierces through my chest…again.” Hansol held his chest and when thunder boomed once more he hid his face once more. 

“Just…bear with me, please.” 

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My muse will buy your muse flowers

Teenagers will be teenagers, and boys will be boys. They usually did stupid stuff without thinking of the consequences. 

When Hansol and his friends were hanging out that day, the usual “I dare you to…” challenge started and some trouble ensued. Hansol dared his from Jae to take his shirt off in front of a group of girls, and Jae dared Jinyoung to ask this big and muscular man out. 

That didn’t go so well. Hansol was having a hard time breathing from all the laughing and Jinyoung’s face hurt too much from the punch he received. 

“I dare Hansol to buy her flowers!” 

Hansol’s laughter stopped right there. He looks at the girl his friend was looking at, and she was next to the waterfountain reading silently. She had the typical “don’t get close to me” aura (or at least it seemed that way to Hansol), but she was really pretty. 

His friends started watching him closely, wondering if he would actually do it.

Hansol never chickens out from a dare.

So he went to the nearest seller and bought a red rose. As he walked towards the girl, he looked over to his friends that were waggling his eyebrows at him. He rolled his eyes, and cleared his throat. 

“Hey! Um, this is for you.” 

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My muse will run around the house naked.

That Friday Hansol and Wonwoo had plans to go to that underground rap club they had heard about . Hansol is still underage to go to those places but Wonwoo had his plans for sneaking him in. 

“I’ll come back by eight p.m., I want you ready,” he had told him. 

Luckily his family had left early in the afternoon and he’ll be home alone until Sunday. His house is one of peace and he’s glad; but the quiet somehow made him drowsy and he’s asleep by six. 

By the time he wakes up it’s seven thirty six in the evening. “Shit,” he swears, and gets up running to the shower. He turns the water on and began scrubbing his body quickly, hoping Wonwoo was that type of people that always arrives late to things. 

Even if Wonwoo was that type of person, he arrives five minutes earlier. He’s knocking on his door when Hansol just finished rinsing his hair. Hansol turns off the water and puts a towel on, then runs to the door.

“Hey! Sorry, I was taking a shower,” he pants as he opens the door, and sees the weird look the boy was giving him and realizes the towel had fallen on the way. 

Hansol immediately closes the door, too embarrassed to even face him. 

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My muse will go skinny dipping with your muse

“I bet you’re too chicken.” 

“Am not!” Hansol exclaims, and he starts taking his pants off.

It happens to be late at night and Hansol had woken up again at the park, looking at the stars. He swears he fell asleep watching late night TV on the couch. But before he had fallen asleep he had been watching some k-drama and then suddenly he’s facing the starry sky.

He happened to run into the demon by accident as he was walking home. Of course, anybody would question themselves what a kid like him was doing out so late at night, and Jackson was no different. But unlike the others, Jackson had asked him directly and somehow they started playing dares. 

The final dare Jackson had given him was skinny dipping. Hansol was unsure but he didn’t say no. They went to the nearest local swimming pool and jumped over the fence. A few moments later, Hansol had finally taken his boxers off and dips into the pool. 

The water is cold and so is the night breeze. Hansol swims out to the surface and watches Jackson from the pool, and shouts at him, “Now I dare you to come with me!” 

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My muse will take their shirt off

Today happened to be the hottest day in the history of Seoul. 

Or at least it seems like it to Hansol. He feels as if he were in a oven and someone was cooking him very slowly. The air conditioner at work wasn’t helping much and the fan just blew more hot air. 

His break finally came and he runs over to Wheein’s store for lunch. Her store is nice and cool and the cool breeze of her air conditioner feels nice on his skin. 

As he goes upstairs he takes his shirt off and plops himself on his chair. “ It’s so HOT outside,” the teenager groans.

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My muse will slap your muse

Hansol is quietly waiting for Yubi to calm down.

Whenever Hansol sees her she’s groaning about some “Taka” underneath her breath and he has yet to meet this person. But from what he’s heard this Taka is quite troublesome and is always ruining things for her.

Today was no different and Taka seemed to take it too far this time. He watches her go from one side to the other, babbling about what she doesn’t know what to do anymore and how Taka always does things without her permission. 

Hansol hasn’t spoken a word and he feels quite accomplished. But suddenly an idea crosses through his mind and he slowly gets up. And slaps her. 

“Calm down,” he says, grabbing the poor girl by the shoulders. “I’ll talk to this Taka, how about it? Oh, and sorry for slapping you; I saw it in a movie.” He gives a sheepish smile.

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My muse will eat something gross

Hansol had followed Jia to God only knows where. The streets were packed and there were a lot of stores, perhaps she just dragged him to some kind of shopping or something. 

“Wait here,” she had told him. So there he was, sitting on a bench and fifteen minutes have passed and he was getting impatient. People close to Hansol know the teenager can’t stay in one place for long. 

He started tapping his feet, and he sat in different positions. He’s almost to the point where he’ll explode and go looking for the older woman. 

But then his hand touches something and he’s interested. A small bag full of small white things that looked like candy. Hansol takes one out; it sure feels like candy. 

He spots Jia and outstretched the bag to her. “Look, I found a bag of candy. What flavor do you think they are?” as he says this he puts the one he has in his hand into his mouth. “O-Oh God.” Hansol gags and spits the thing out, almost immediately. “That was so gross, jesus.”  

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My muse will cook your muse dinner

Contrary to the popular belief, Hansol is good at cooking. 

People would think he’s bad at it, but when Hansol was a little boy he used to cling to his mother and watch her cook. As the years went by he went on grabbing ingredients, helping her or cooking for himself whenever he needs it. He actually enjoys it and is glad he’s good at least something or else he’d be a complete disaster. 

A good friend of his, Jieun, didn’t believe him. So he’s out to set her wrong. 

“I’ll bring lunch to you and you’ll see!” 

So on his free day from work he cooks her bibimbap. He arrives early to her work and barges into her office, setting the plastic container on her desk. “Noona I made you lunch,” he chirps happily, sitting down on the chair in front of her.