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chcminhc:

as much as minho is a fan of cuddling, his sweat-sticky skin is glad as noeul chooses to flop himself onto jae rather than minho. he’s not far, his elbow bumping jae’s arm as he takes another swig from his water bottle and glares from behind his sunglasses at the parade. it’s been a while since he’s been to a parade, and this one certainly feels very tame, compared to what l.a. usually offers. “i’ll bet you a hundred dollars they start playing despacito at some point,” minho wagers, bumping his hip against jae’s and grinning at noeul. “i also bet you fifty dollars that one of the tuba players passes out from heat exhaustion.”

@jcekyung // @choric

jaekyung nods in agreement, “ yeah, it’s really cute! i love these types of things though. “ jae had always been a sucker for festivals, parades, carnivals, anything, so it was only natural that he was excited for the parade and festivities. especially being near his best friends, it would suck being alone. noeul’s close proximity definitely heated him up, pretty much anything could in the weather, but he didn’t mind, it was comfortable and he enjoyed contact. if it really bothered him, he knew that noeul would move. “ hmm, i agree on the despacito, sadly. however, i don’t know about the tuba player. they’re probably a marching band, so the players are used to this kind of stuff, you know? now, vomit, maybe. hopefully not, “ jae smiled. “ it’s just cute to me how many people are here… this town is pretty small, yet it seems like almost everybody that lives here came. a lot of families and kids too. it just all feels… approachable and calm. i like it. overall, though, i think i’m most excited for the fireworks. what about you guys? “

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[choric]

     “ I’m betting a hundred you can’t keep your ass from shaking if it does. ” Fair enough wager. Now he’s also not entirely sure if he’d actually want them to play it just to be proven right or not because, honestly, it’s been heard enough times to the point he’s more likely to groan upon first notes being carried to ears. He’s momentarily distracted by the water bottle in Minho’s grasp, arm detaching from his other friend just enough to emulate the whole grabby hands action along with a childish pout. “ You both are horrible people for betting over some poor kid’s well being. look at the little angels, they’re doing their best. ” And now that might have been taken as serious admonishment if he’d bothered to so much as embellish voice with such emotion, but instead soft laugh carried words. Moreover Jae had more than anything wished nothing of such was to happen, obviously it was all in humour.

    Hum foreboded response as small smile played on lips over the commentary, the blond really was into this kind of stuff which was almost endearing. “ It’s probably like a ghost town most of the year so not so surprising everyone’s looking for excuse to crank it up to eleven, it’s kinda fun though, witnessing the whole community coming together for a supposedly noble cause. I’m just here for the food, some good time, and most importantly judging this display of.. unadulterated patriotism. ” Noeul said this all with an air of pleasantry, because despite views on the date and snark thrown at its face he was entertained, at least.

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[choric]

so some stuff came up along with headache returning somehow worse which just forced me to stay away from.. everything for a moment but we back in this bih!

I owe like everyone oops will queue replies as I get to them hopefully most of them by the time sleep decides to consume me bear with my snail ass aight ;w; 

[choric]

so wifi decided to cut off last night and is still being cranky-- I’m not feeling too well myself but replies and such will be drafted and I’ll get to stuff later when I can k ;w;

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judahimber:

The other’s constant complimenting of the mundane piece of fruit reminded Judah of how his mother would over enthuse about any little thing he would be given as a gift to try and hype him up for it, irregardless of whether or not it was actually something desirable. He wondered if this constant forcing of optimism was what had made him so constantly peeved to begin with. “I’m not so sure.” he whined, shaking the peach in his hand before letting it slip through his fingers and onto the ground. “Oh.. uh-oh.” he mumbled, bending down to pick it up. “I mean, five second rule and all that, but, a lot of people have walked through here today. The disease count on that thing could be immeasurable by now.”

     “ That would be because you wont quit stalling~ just have a taste. ” Pointed out with jovial casualness, which was quick to morph into incredulous silence as he watched the peach fall to their feet, swearing time was moving in slow motion. What the hell. “ You just did that on purpose, you totally did don’t even try. ” Accusation barely coloured tone, stunned over the action because first of all who the fuck does that, and secondly what a waste of a perfectly good, ripe peach. Some strangled sort of noise came forth but he swallowed it down, hint of smile present however sharper in quality than his previous friendly ones, “ As far as I know no one has actually died over eating some dirt, kids stuff their mouths full of all kinds of questionable shit it can’t be that bad. guess you’ll find out! ” Brow raised in masked challenge, resuming eating own -- thankfully dirt free -- peach. If that’s how he wanted to play, fine.

[choric]

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It had honestly felt like the longest week of Axel’s life, despite the fact that there had been a holiday in the middle of it, and the fact the weekend was finally within his grasp had him beyond happy. He’d finished work a little earlier than normal and headed outside, the sunshine almost blinding him after being locked away in the studio all day. Squinting as he walked, trying to juggle his keys, phone and wallet in his hands, all while trying to put on his sunglasses, seemed to be a little too much for him all at once. Before he could stop it, his phone and keys hit the sidewalk with a small crash. “Oh, you have got to be kidding me!” he groaned, shaking his head before bending down to pick up his belongings. With his phone in one hand and his keys in the other, Axel examined the screen or damage as he stood up. Not looking first, he began walking and almost bumped right into someone. “Oh, shit, I’m so sorry!”

[choric]

     There seemed to be no end to heat plaguing the country, even for a few days would be welcome and see it wasn’t that Noeul disliked all this sunny weather, but tolerance was less so inclined to agree with it than what he’d in truth prefer. Although he found rain more of interest in itself, would pay to feel droplets against face for the cooling effect and mere joy of it right about now, but he didn’t want to complain. Too much. The male had practically forced himself to go out for a walk as he had been occupied with work for couple last days as well, not just all the shifts he had readily agreed to take at the cafe but easing back into more of regular schedule for painting. Which had nothing actual regular about it, near entirely steered by stricken inspiration and not letting timing dictate whether he would ride it or not. Life was too short for hesitations. Probably played part in how he ended up just shy of running straight into someone, attention honed in on phone he’d furiously been typing on instead of any mind paid to surroundings. “ No-- no that’s definitely on me wow sorry, I’m not usually this unaware. You okay? Look to be in one piece. ” Reproachful smile was flashed even as tone was apologetic, hand which had already reached out on instinct smoothing down the other’s shirt, gaze soon falling onto phone held in the their hand, too. “ Ah, first world problems. ” Humoured chuckle came forth as he nodded down to the device, own flicked by wrist as offhanded notion.

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chcminhc:

minho doesn’t mind spending the holiday festivities alone as he walks around all the different stalls set up. there’s something about the mood, with happy families giggling away and groups of friends running around that lifts minho’s spirits. it reminds him of afternoons at the community pool in borrowed swim trunks, and school field trips to the park. he doesn’t have much cash on him, so he ends up getting a handspun thing of blue cotton candy, looking bright and sweet against the sky. he plucks pieces off with crooked fingers and shoves them past his lips, eyes roaming for more stuff to enjoy. but then there’s a familiar body pressing into his, and minho automatically winds his arm around noeul’s waist despite the heat. “i’ll entertain you if you buy me a soda,” he barters immediately, a bright grin on his face. “cotton candy?” 

     He gladly accepted the arm slid around self as Noeul straightened himself from the initial assault given as greeting, tad too enthusiastic for occasion considering they had only parted mere hours ago but such was his state of mind in at the moment, needing some form of comfort that was far removed from verbal of direct kind, not exactly in mood for unleashing matters of heart. Be they how insignificant. He was here to have fun, anyway. Shoulder bumped against Minho’s gently, pretending to think it over for all of three seconds before mild grin of own was upturning mouth, “ Deal. I’ll throw in ice cream too for extra services. ”

     He may have considered having a bite if it wasn’t for the lolly already well in the way of being consumed, lightly shook in grasp, “ When I got this? no thanks, that’s just all sugar and no substance. “ Smile held some quality of admonishment, though overall sentiment was all in jest as candy of own choice was popped back in mouth, welcoming the fresh sweetness.

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jcekyung:

jae jokingly rolled his eyes at his friend for his baby comment, although he probably didn’t even see it with his rush to get away. he could understand why somebody wouldn’t like strawberry milk, especially if they weren’t particularly fond of sweets, but jae always loved the sweet, fruity flavored more than other milks. plain milk was disgusting, vanilla milk was acceptable, and he wasn’t huge into chocolate milk, mostly due to the fact that he only liked white chocolate- not milk or dark. he was fully aware that his diet was limited and a little bit odd ( he was used to always hearing about being a picky eater, it was kind of annoying, ) but he wasn’t hurting anybody. well, okay, his body might disagree, but nobody else was being hurt. 

despite the other’s dislike, jae knew that he would still get him his fruity drink. noeul was a nice person, and jae enjoyed their friendship. at first, he was scared that noeul only talked to him because he was minho’s brother ( and sometimes, he still is. ) now, though, he felt like they had a good friendship, and jaekyung appreciated him. 

with nothing else to do except hold art supplies, jae looked at his friend’s station and smiled. he knew how much the other absolutely loved and held a passion for painting and art, and that showed in the fact that he brought his setup outside, presumably due to inspiration. while jae obviously didn’t understand visual art skills or history himself, he would always hype up noeul’s art. 

     As it turned out hunch had been right, extra detour was in place since luck gave him little in terms of options to choose from the cafe, and Noeul was craving something else than coffee itself himself as well. Drinks aside he did end up picking up two cookies to go, no oatmeal raisin or nuts as had been needlessly requested, as if he’d go for either one to begin with. There was exactly one place he could find use for with raisins and it was in the bottom of the trash bin, and nuts were just given at this point, he wasn’t looking to book a potential trip to a hospital. So white chocolate chip and raspberry for Jae, and a double chocolate cookie for self it was. Picked up on his way out of the toilet, moment taken to bask in the air conditioned space that seemed to be another sort of luxury around here, and he was quickly making way towards the store ahead, practically just strolling straight through with two whole stops made, one for the damn strawberry milk and another for an impulse buy peach ice tea. What could he say, Noeul was a creature of habit.

     By the time he made way back to his friend, who seemed all around comfortable sitting by himself along the art supplies, there was no telling how much time had truly passed, enough so the male himself would have grown impatient surely. But Jae simply looked, dare he say, almost tranquil in his spot with the few rays of sun peeking through branches of tree providing just enough of shade he had been able to work comfortably, at the very least to a point sweat had not begun running down spine. Not quite, it wasn’t too far off however. 

     Smile had already made home on features as feet carried him over, somewhat of a subconscious reaction to the scene laid out before him and seeing the blond, fleeting thought of painting him instead entering mind but it was shoved to the side. And this was the thing with his relation to Jae. While he would not say their bond ran anywhere near as deep as the thread Noeul shared with his brother, there was a general ease of mind when he was around the other, natural camaraderie, less shared history and pain, less.. complications. Would he still pick Minho if he had to? Yes, in a heartbeat and hundred times over.

     “ You’re getting double berried up. unless you want the chocolate mash. ” Doubtful, but he laid the bag holding said cookies on the ground whilst descending himself onto soft grass, patting for the other to take a seat next to him and choose for himself. Small bottle of strawberry milk was dangled between digits with a scrunched up smile, using it as mock bait, “ Here kitty. ”

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[choric]

i totally didn’t fall asleep.. again. gimme like an hour and half a litre of tea and I’m somewhat on the way to feeling human enough to reply to anything, probably.

also!! anyone who I haven’t with yet wanna plot something I’m always down .u.

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[choric]

     Not to say he was in a less than festive mood at current moment, but a run in with a certain face from past had affected him in some way. Some way which Noeul was smartly not putting focus into thinking as he weaved through the joyful crowd now, half chewed lollipop -- watermelon what else -- in mouth as form of distraction. Which wasn’t working, not potent enough, rather he needed.. needed.. Minho. The male had conveniently walked into line of sight just then, and Noeul wasted little time in else than making his way towards friend he’d all but abandoned earlier, near barrelling into his side with a greeting smile on lips, “ Enjoying yourself I see. I’m bored, your job to entertain me for the rest of the day! ”

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fentonhenley:

Fenton was a mess, he was always a bit of a messy drunk, but trying to pick fights with random people would definitely not go his way. He was angry that the guy just walked away instead of confronting him, a fight felt like s good stress relief right now. He was a bit surprised when he realized that someone had also piped up about the guy, he turned to look at him, his gaze softening about “people just live to piss me off, I swear”. Fenton picked up his pack of smokes off of the ground and grabbed one out, putting it between his lips until he realized he didn’t have a lighter. “Oh for fucks sake, hey, you got a lighter?” he asked, his southern twang in full force.

     “ Really? you’d think they have some greater goal in life than that! ” although sarcasm heavily intoned response it was in full blown amuse, assumption made over it being a slight overstatement, if not one entirely. Watching the other lean down in interest it belatedly registered why the male had been as angry over the hit and run, no doubt intention had been to smoke one of those cancer sticks of his in relative peace. “ Oh, think I got one in my jacket-- ” Which, Noeul realized was not with him after he had went through the motion of patting himself down, reaching for pockets that were not present. Right, he’d left it in the hotel room because who in their right mind needed any more layers in this kind of heat? a madman, that’s who. He pursed lips in genuine disappointment, gaze whipping to the group of people smoking not few feet from them with plan formed already.“ ‘kay, so I don’t. but I will in a second. ” Not so much as waiting to hear reply he was skipping towards intended target, smile turned up to eleven and then some as he requested to borrow desired object with promise to return it, which apparently was convincing enough there was barely hesitation on agreement and Noeul was sauntering back in next breath, triumphant grin directed at the guy, “ Tadah~ ” Lighter was waved in lax grip between digits for show, only halted when he came to a stop in front of the other, holding it relatively in place as he flicked the flame into existence.

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