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“Oh yeah, that’s our thing. Doing dumb things together.” He nods at the accuracy of her words, knowing for sure that more than half of the dumb ideas were his and ninety-five percent of the time he was the one persuading the younger. For someone who claims to be so independent, Sehun sure goes along with what Baekhyun says more often than he’d probably like to admit to. There is a little voice at the back of his head, similar to his friends’, grumpily denying the fact, demanding full ownership of his actions. Sehun would do that. He would deny the fact that he can’t say no to Baekhyun’s ideas, to the temptation that lingers on every single of Baekhyun’s (often) dangerous offers. And yes, he only offers what he knows it can be pursued and what he knows it won’t bring any harm to the younger; leave it to him to be the daredevil for he can decide whether or not he should fuck up a little more than he has already. But really, how is it ever enough to Byun Baekhyun? He allows himself a full-blown ‘never’.

“I’m surprised though,” He starts, his eyes running miles on Eunbi’s face because he can never set them on one particular spot for more than a split-second at a time “How is it that I don’t have a bad reputation with you? Most people start picturing me as a bad influence at first, then wonder what the hell is going on inside my head and then go through the stage of decision on whether to hate me or simply label me as a crazy fuck. Although I don’t mind with that last one because it’s true; I wonder how much of a devil’s advocate Sehunnie has been that I’m not frowned upon” A smile then - another one of the many he has flashed today “Thank you for that.”

Baekhyun wonders how much of that is damage control and how much is genuine concern - although really, she just met him, she doesn’t need to hold any concern for him (and the little devil on his shoulder secretly wishes she didn’t; somehow he knows it would probably be easier in the long run that she was not nice and understanding). “Oh but I do, my dear –” There is a small pause in his words, not that any regret washes over him upon the affectionate term of endearment, but his words need to be chosen albeit not too carefully (he has no time or patience for that. “I need all the invitations in the world, a little note with my name on and a ‘we politely invite you to our humble maison’” he adds, in his best french accent “I need the whole show, full-blown red carpet even, if it’s an available option. Forgetfulness isn’t a good excuse, I’m a little high maintenance as a friend I’m afraid.” especially not after six years of knowing the guy; he wants to think that he is smarter than that, that maybe uncertainty did it, that the stupid habit of always being sure about everything before taking the next step is what has kept the news from reaching Baekhyun’s ears sooner. But he needs the drama queen act, he needs to be the selfish kid, the spoiled brat who should be the centre of the universe even when he is not. He’s so much better at pretending to be insufferable and the overall bad guy that he can only dream of being.

He takes mental notes here and there, in between the distraction that he is holding and that has her so worried and that so promptly urges the threat upon him. How is it possible for someone to smile as their life is being threatened and his physical integrity depends on whether or not the older (he assumes he is older anyway) holds the chinchilla safely, making sure it stays that way.

“Has anyone ever told you that you have a way with words, Miss Eunbi?” He offers with as much enjoyment as he can place into his own words, as if it’s the start of a compliment that shouldn’t be called a compliment in the first place. He has only the best intentions and none of it is fake or even refers to a hidden insult; he is positively impressed actually. “I’m really good at this whole cuddling pets thing, I’ll let you know, she made a nest out of my arm and it’s been what? thirty seconds? She’s safe here, don’t worry.”

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Eunbi isn't really surprised that Baekhyun doesn't even try to deny that the things they end up doing together is as dumb as Eunbi is always telling Sehun they are which is good and another pro point for the Baekhyun guy, but what catches her by surprise is his next words, her eyes widening the slightly bit. Granted that Eunbi isn't exactly a conventional person considering her personality and what is inside of her, especially with the sincerity his thanks holds. She vaguely remembers when people used to think the same thing about her only because she never hesitated to speak her mind and apparently that was a really bad thing, especially because she's a girl and girls are supposed to be nice and polite and everything apparently Eunbi isn't and she could rub off on the other poor girls who had to wear uncomfortable dresses and play inside with her barbies. Not that is the reason why she doesn’t judge Baekhyun badly. ( It has something more to do with how he somehow makes Sehun happy and no matter what dumb things they decided to do that definitely makes Eunbi frown and scold Sehun for trying to make their babies have a delinquent father, he always also come as one piece so Baekhyun is sane enough to not put them in real danger but it isn’t like she’ll ever say that out loud. )

The corners of her lips still twitch just slightly in a resemble of a smile anyway. “Who said you don’t have?” She teases even if her tone is probably way too dry and serious for Baekhyun to tell it’s a joke; not that Eunbi cares that much anyway and it’s shown when she shrugs next. “Sehun isn’t exactly sane himself so I think you guys suit each other somehow. Even if you should stop with that bad habit, I don’t want to receive a call from the police or an old nagging lady calling me at three in the morning to drag your asses out of there.” And the last part is a little more serious because she means it. She’d probably ( not ) roll on the bed and let them grounded for the rest night. She thinks it’s a good beginning; Eunbi lasted what? A few minutes of being cordial like a ( almost ) good host. That’s when she also notices that they’re still standing up near the door and Eunbi for once feels a little awkward and her legs are starting to hurt, still a little sore from her shift in the pet parlor the other day and she hesitates for a moment before sending a last glance to Nari in Baekhyun’s arms, stepping closer so she can rub the small animal’s favorite spot behind her ear but before she can do such thing she’s letting a small amused huff out of her lips, looking up to the taller male with eyes that has a tone of silence laughter.

Well, Baekhyun does seem to have quite the sense of humor and even if Eunbi doesn’t approve of how much he says, she does like a little bit what he says. He’s funny in a sarcastic way and Eunbi wonders if maybe Sehun and her are alike even in their taste in friends. Maybe because she’s in a good mood, maybe because Nari seems indeed safe in Baekhyun’s arms, maybe because it’s a little bit of a payback for the whole making her laugh in their first encounter thing, she takes a step back and thanks that she had the idea of leaving a small note and pen near the phone for writing down any messages that is supposed to be left for them and writes down in perfect French — thanking her French classes in her high school and her sister and father interest in french movies — and with her cursive handwriting that isn’t exactly bad, her sister always telling her how she should write wedding invitations if her handwriting weren’t so small. “There you go. Happy now, madame?” And she presses the note carefully on Baekhyun’s forehead, waiting for him to get it before letting it go. It’s nothing really fancy, a small note that says “we humbly invite to our apartment which gives you the right to show up whenever as long as you don’t wake up anyone in the ungodly hours of the night.”

The older male’s next words do make Eunbi snort this time and she rolls her eyes before they fall back to the ball of fur in his arm. “Good to know we’re already in the level of comfort to tease each other.“ She retorts with a dry tone, her nose wrinkling just the slightly bit even if she was the one who started teasing him. Probably; not likely but. This time when she steps closer to rub the spot behind her baby’s ear that always makes her let out a happy and pleased sound, she does just that; her eyes softening when her chinchilla leans on her touch, a more sincere smile on her lips while she watches her for a while and sort of forgets about Baekhyun for a moment before— “Right.” She clears her throat and finally takes a step back so she can move around Baekhyun and reach the couch, sitting there without any ceremony ( after all it’s her couch ) and crossing her legs on top of it, finally showing that she is indeed wearing loose shorts under the shirt ( even if she’d still be in the same position with or without shorts ). “Have a sit. Make yourself at home and all that shit.” Great host skills Eunbi has, as it’s clearly seen. “Want something to drink or eat? Coffee? Tea? Hot cocoa?” She offers after another beat, remembering what her sister does when they receive people.

#dexbaekhyun #!( p; cocoa party )#( sorry but not sorry )

seems like love;

@dexsehun & @dexbaekhyun

if someone has told her, two years ago, that she'd fall in love with not only one but two insufferable boys and they'd somehow make it work in a relationship without jealousy or someone being left out ( which was a miracle when Eunbi stops and thinks about it and she’s grateful, oh so very grateful while her sister argues that maybe they were just meant to be ) and instead they just balance each other out in this mess they call a relationship but that Eunbi wouldn’t really have any other way, she'd have laughed so hard she'd be having a fit ( and then throw a fist at them because what the actual hell ). Eunbi has never cared for anyone else besides her family since she was young. She was never the type of having friends, not ones that stuck around for long enough anyway. She doesn’t understand people or social manners, doesn’t understand the games you’re suppose to play when interacting with someone, she has always been too blunt, someone hard to deal with simply because she doesn’t bother with dealing with them.

( Her sister says that it’s because Eunbi cares too much, understands people too much, always gets in too deep if she lets herself, which always makes Eunbi scoff because that couldn’t be further from the truth because no she does not care and no she does not understand. )

#!( p; seems like love )#( idek #don't look at me okay #eunbi's sister is the best person ssh )

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#!( mb; baekbi )#( omg #i'm still not over this )

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Baekhyun is not used to the awkward atmosphere of new meetings, perhaps because he is rarely ever awkward. He is bubbly, energetic and sure, he can be shy as well, but that is a side of him that he hardly shows to people, even those close to him. It’s not like he doesn’t know what to say but more of him wanting to choose carefully what he does say. Sure, he is blunt enough to ask whatever he is curious about but his brain is still confused and the fact that he can’t begin to pick one thing out of the many going through his head, gets to him.

Maybe Baekhyun is not the absolute best at adapting quickly to changes and situations he didn’t imagine himself in in the first place. That makes him naive, he thinks, which is why he mentally scolds himself just this once. The large shirt she is wearing doesn’t go by unnoticed. If anything, that was the second thing he noticed, right after the fact that it was covering a completely different body. She is not Sehun, most definitely not, but she is comfortable with him, that Baekhyun is sure of. It’s nice, actually, the fact that his friend found another human being to share his words with. If there is one thing he knows about his friend is that he rarely picks people to surround himself, less to live with and share a roof. There are all kinds of bells ringing in his head and he wants to stop them for he has no right to assume anything. That’s the part where he hates the fact that he is so damn intelligent and perceptive.

He smiles a her instead of mumbling a ‘nice to meet you, Eunbi’. Her name is engraved in his memory along with her blunt demeanor. He wouldn’t say he is being overly polite, he is simply testing the waters with her. “Am I really famous?” He says while tilting his head, offering the girl a sheepish expression. He is not even trying to be cute but he has a feeling that he is failing epically. “I hope he didn’t badmouth me too much.” He concludes, although he doesn’t care much about his reputation. The boy catches, however, the added adjective to the title the older has attached to himself. “Yup, I’m his bestie,” He adds before walking closer to her the moment he spots the furry pet she holds “I’ve known him forever and a day. Dark stories, embarrassing moments, you name it, I have a PHD in Sehunology if you ever have questions I’ll gladly satisfy your curiosity. But really saying that the apartment is mine too would be a stretch. I wasn’t even formally invited actually, I just came over. Nor did I know you guys were sharing the apartment, Sehunnie has been awfully forgetful to allow me to keep up with his life lately.“”

Maybe it would be a nice idea to ask first, but his impulses win over him. When the girl is still asking him if he minds the pet, the tip of his finger is already poking gently at its nose. “Not at all” He mumbles as he takes the chinchilla and watches as she quickly finds a nest between his chest and his arm; it probably helps that his sweater is fluffy enough to be comfortable under the animal’s tiny paws.

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“Yeah, Sehun talks a lot about you and all the dumb things you do together.” But there’s no venom or accusation in Eunbi’s voice, just a deadpan like she’s telling a fact even if when Sehun did come back home with one of those stories as a tell from his day, Eunbi wasn’t impressed, but definitely worried and a little pissed about how both of them could be so careless, but then it doesn’t take long for Eunbi to not be mad anymore, especially when Sehun does seem a little guilty after she lectures him ( even if she also knows he’s mostly guilty because Eunbi is lecturing him and not because he actually acknowledges that he has done something wrong ( which is also very ironic considering who is the reincarnation of the chaos personified in a creature between the two of them — among the three of them ). Or maybe it’s because Baekhyun is doing that thing again, of resembling too much of a small defenseless and cute to a fault animal that definitely makes Eunbi soften and she hopes that she never has to be mad at Baekhyun for whatever reason, because that would definitely be a hard thing to do and Sehun is already spoiled enough by her, she doesn’t need someone to be the same way.

“You’re okay.” Eunbi hums again, her only comment about the badmouthing words because she prefers not to comment about all the colorful names Sehun uses for Baekhyun when he’s telling her about what they passed through together ( maybe because she understands that deep down, Sehun’s words don’t have any bite behind them and he treasures the shorter male much more than he ever lets on ). “I’ll keep that in mind.” Eunbi says and she means it, putting that aside on her brain because if Sehun has her sister to tell him embarrassing stories, Eunbi has Baekhyun. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other while her eyebrow twitches the slightest because there is a wave of an anger making her fists clinch for a moment and just slightly because she is very aware of Nari on her arms and Eunbi wonders truly if that’s Sehun’s best friend because they bond over how incredibly stupid and dense they are, because for the love of the lord, but soon enough it’s gone because it wouldn’t do them any good if Eunbi started shouting angryly at Baekhyun at the few seconds he’s in the house, besides if he’s as dumb as Sehun, shouting never works anyway. “Maybe because you don’t need an invitation.” She — hopes that she — deadpans. “That actually just proofs how much this apartment is yours too.”

However, she doesn’t have anything to say about Sehun keeping away the fact they are living together but considering Sehun— “He probably forgot that he didn’t tell you about it and just assumed you knew about it or something, you know how dumb Sehun is and—“ She stops whatever she is saying, her line of thought being interrupted by the fact Baekhyun is actually touching the curious chinchilla that is more than happy with the proximity. Eunbi closes her mouth, her eyebrow arches and she tries her best to hold back the urge to swat Baekhyun’s hands away because he might be Sehun’s best friend, he might be close enough to Sehun, he might be Uncle Baek but that doesn’t mean whatsoever that he can just— “Be careful.” is what she says instead, her expression now frowned and her tone in an almost plea and it’s clearly that Eunbi is worried about the well being of her pet and she can already picture all the scenarios of Baekhyun dropping the chinchilla or doing any harm to her, but then Eunbi looks at Baekhyun again, her eyes are a little harder. “You drop her and I drop you out of the window.” She says simply, more than a threat, it’s a warning, even if eventually Eunbi relaxes just a bit because after all Nari is having the time of her life in the taller male’s arms like she already belonged there.

#dexbaekhyun #!( p; cocoa party )#( eunbi trying to do some damage control even before the ot3 jhldskjdh #and i mean #eunbi not breaking baekhyun's arm for touching her baby without permission is a big thing okay )

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Baekhyun wonders about his possibilities, about the articulate way to put into words whatever he is thinking about but then again, he thinks too much at every time given. Maybe he is just feeling genuinely dumb for not getting what he is being told and honestly, their conversation could be close to that one of two crazy people in an asylum trying to bond with each other. The first thing that comes to mind is that he doesn’t know the girl, but she apparently knows Sehun. And she doesn’t know him but she addresses him by name in an impressively correct first try which makes him think and come to the conclusion that he’s the one missing details in that story. That is a little more than upsetting.

He looks inside for a split-second, after she leans away from the doorway and then again when she steps aside. She is virtually a stranger to him although she knows his name but Baekhyun feels completely ignorant in this situation, not knowing how to address her. She has a name that is not on the tip of his tongue, a petite frame and a fierce look in her eyes that shift from soft to overbearing to soft again within seconds. He wonders if he looks as stupid as he feels at the moment, at a loss for words that would impress the limp kid he has been looking for.

“Oh. I thought he’d be done early today.” The move is obviously done for and Baekhyun seems to be a couple days late to help on that. Then again, he remembers asking if he needed help with it and being told that there was so little to move anyway that he wouldn’t need more than a couple of arms to do so. Guess he did have that pair of extra arms to help after all. “And yeah, it’s Baekhyun, sorry, uh, Byun Baekhyun, Sehun’s friend, nice to meet you.” And he he has no idea why he cuts the words, leaving best out of friend, but he does it this time. “I’m sorry for not knowing your name though– you’ll have to trouble yourself with the introduction.” He says, lips stretching into a small smile of pressed lips and slight crinkle of eyes before he steps inside slowly, carefully, as if he is intruding.

“Do you think he’ll take long? I can meet him some other time, it doesn’t have to be today. I mean if you’re busy, you don’t have to entertain guests, I swear I won’t feel offended.” He says slowly all the while throwing his head slightly back as he looks around the unfamiliar apartment. Everything looks well-put together, nothing is really out of place, but that’s something to expect from a place where Oh Sehun lives in. Nonetheless he stays there, not daring to step inside any further unless she does as well and tell him to follow although. On any other occasion he would probably be exploring the place all by himself, opening and closing cupboards, looking for that one cup that has been designated to be his to use every time he visits. He doesn’t have much hope to ever have one this time around though.

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Eunbi isn't used to having to make other people comfortable. She doesn't remember having to entertain their guests back when she still lived with her family, because her sister has always been the one with the easy smiles and interesting talk topics while Eunbi was always in the corner, her father trying to coarse her not to bite the people who came too close, so to say that Eunbi doesn't exactly know what to do in that situation is a little of a understatement. Not that she's trying to make that much of an impression to be honest, but this is one of Sehun's friends ( the one who gets him in trouble the most, she can't help but add ) and even if she doesn't bother to understand most of the rules of society, she still understands that living with Sehun wouldn't be only about sharing an apartment, but actually also sharing, even if just a bit, their worlds to each other and that of course includes somewhat cohabit with Sehun's social circle. Eunbi isn't dumb to not know that if she wants whatever deal she has with Sehun to work, she has to make this cohabitation work too.

( Even if she thinks like that, Sehun has still a long way to meet her sister. )

The younger girl closes the door as soon as Baekhyun ( she thinks with little smugness that she's got it right ) enters the small apartment and if she were a little more self conscious, she'd be glad that she has the habit of keeping everything clean and in order because of the pet parlor because it should be embarassing enough that Baekhyun caught her wearing only Sehun's shirt and shorts that don't show because of the length of the piece of fabric that doesn't belong to her. She hums in acknowledgement, but doesn't comment on it because she doesn't really have anything to say. "Well, you're sort of famous." She shrugs instead even if he didn't ask her how she knew her name. "I'm Eunbi, Sehun's roommate obviously." She introduces herself and Eunbi is more grateful that Baekhyun doesn't offer a hand to shake or even hugs her after he introduces himself than she'd ever admit ( and she also has to shift on her feet for a moment because Baekhyun is doing the the cute thing and she has to hold herself back to not coo at him.

"You and him are best friends, right?" She asks, her eyes narrowing for for a moment while frowning and not because she has caught him in a lie ( truth be told, she has barely noticed how Baekhyun just introduced himself as just a friend ) but because she's studying him for a moment, he doesn't seem to fit what Sehun told her but maybe it's because their difference of intimacy. She also probably sounds rude, nearly interrupting Baekhyun with his polite speech of making sure that Eunbi doesn't feel obligated to actually be a good host ( which again she's very grateful for and she thinks for a moment that maybe that cohabitation thing won't be so hard ). "I guess this is sort of your apartment too so you can stop now with the guest politeness bullshit." Which, in another words, Eunbi is telling him to make himself at home. “I don’t know to be honest, but I think he’ll be done soon so you can wait here.” She leans again on the door, crossing her arms again.

She’s about to say something else but then a very excited chinchilla, probably brought by her curiosity and the sound of an unfamiliar voice, comes into the living room and most people would’ve probably missed it but then Eunbi has trained eyes and before Nari can get too close ( and then Eunbi is rude ) and probably harass Baekhyun with her tiny noise and legs, Eunbi catches her with her arms, scratching the place behind her ear in a way to appease her and make her stop wiggling on her arms to break free. “Well, good morning to you too.” She says in a much softer tone, eyes focused on the tiny animal before she turns her head to Baekhyun again, an eyebrow slightly arched. “Do you mind?” She asks and she decides to complement since it could have another meaning. “The chinchillas, I mean. Nari wants to meet you but if you aren’t going to be nice to her, “ you can leave and never come back, She thinks but says instead. “I’ll put her back in their room.”

#dexbaekhyun #!( p; cocoa party )#( omg your reply is so sad though????#c'mere baek you can have all the cups and bowls and plates #even a bed ;; )

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He takes a second look at the crumpled paper, but the sound that comes out of his mouth isn’t human at all if he is to judge by the looks that the few people passing by give him. It had been a little over ten minutes since he discovered the fate of the paper safely tucked in his back pocket. The white paper has blue-ish hues all over it, splotches of paint tainting the important information written there and he doesn’t have it stored anywhere else. That’s what he gets for throwing his pants into the pile of dirty clothes without checking his pockets first.

It’s okay to squint at the washed away address, he can still remember most of it anyway, but the numbers got him confused. He walks there, paper in hand - held high, in hopes that maybe the sun can help him decipher what looks like ancient lettering. Secretly, he is just hoping the building isn’t a tall one, the kind that is brand new and almost guaranteed to have over eight floors or something. His hopes end up crushed - of course.

He looks at all the floors and all the buttons he can press on just to have someone else not being Sehun and then he’ll have to apologize all over again. Baekhyun doesn’t think he has the patience for that. But then he looks at a lady going inside, arms busy with grocery bags that she can’t possibly balance on her own. It’s his turn to play the good samaritan, he thinks. Surely, he helps her out, gets all the compliments in the world, is praised for his willingness to help and offered a glass of water when she sees him sweating. He just went up five floors with bags that felt like they were about to make his arms fall off. So he takes in the generosity and goes along with it, taking the opportunity to ask about new neighbors - a possibly tall one, slim ‘the bony kind’, he says, ‘blonde hair?’ he is so proud of that trait actually, having taken a part in it; and it’s like a light bulb goes off in her head and she nods, points down and mentions the floor and door number. They moved the other day. And he lingers on the words but for only a second before deeming them as a grammatical mistake.

So there he is, grinning at the doorstep after knocking once. And then twice. He frowns a little, wondering if the other male is still supposed to be working and he came only to hit with his nose on the door. Except the door unlocks and Baekhyun moves quickly from where he is with his ear glued to the moving metal but his smile is kind of lopsided and his head tilts to the side like a confused puppy. “Uh.. –” Brilliant display of wording, he adds inside his head as he looks at the unfamiliar girl and wonders if the lady from the floor above got confused before. “You’re not Sehun.” He says, again, so intelligently. At least it’s an obvious remark. Stupid, but still. “I mean, sorry, I’m looking for an apartment in this building, uh.. my friend just moved in recently and I got the address on this shitty piece of paper which I forgot to take out from my jeans, which – were put in the washer. So, I can’t read it and the lady from the fifth floor said it was this apartment but she is clearly mistaken, but I was wondering if you knew which one it it?” And then he breathes. Finally.

“Oh! It’s Oh Sehun. My friend’s name. Does that ring any bells?”

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No shit is the first thing on Eunbi's mind when the stranger makes the obvious statement about who she isn't, but she refrains herself in a rare moment of her life because unfortunately ( or fortunately for the kid ) the stranger seems too much like a puppy for Eunbi to be really mean to them. Her weakness for cute animals unfortunately also include people who resemble her of those, usually puppies and the taller male reminds her a little too much of one, especially lost like that. Instead she just hums, crossing her arms while leans on the doorway and listens a little too interested than she would normally be. She also wants to snort and the “you should always check your pockets before washing your clothes” is on the top of her tongue but she holds it in, letting the boy continue his story since now he probably already learned his lesson ( and as far as Eunbi is concerned, they’re stranger and she is no one to act as his mother or does she want to ), besides the damage is already done and everything went alright in the end, right? Considering he did manage to get to his friend’s apartment even if he still doesn’t know that.

She has a vague memory of the lady he's talking about, she's very nice as far as Eunbi can remember, giving them cookies or a cake as an welcoming to the building even if she and Sehun were a little too apathetic about the whole thing and probably made the poor lady uncomfortable, but well, she wasn’t even their floor neighbor so it isn’t like they see each other everyday anyway, they barely meet each other in the elevator to be honest and if not for the small kind gesture, Eunbi wouldn’t even remember her or bother with something like that. It’s even a little amusing the whole situation and she’s a little surprised that Sehun has never mention that he has a roommate, or maybe they aren’t close like that ( or even maybe he has forgotten, everything is possible with Oh Sehun after all ). “I do.” She answers. “I know where the apartment is.” She clarifies, finally uncrossing her arms and leaning away from the doorway, her hand still on the door since she doesn’t know if she’ll have to close it or maybe he would like to come inside and that’s when something clicks on her mind. Eunbi frowns again, looking the boy up and down and she wonders, but then Sehun should’ve probably said something to the person who is supposed to be his best friend.

“He’s actually still out working for some rich pants.” She says. “Sehun is probably back soon or something.” And usually she’d just say for them to come back later or scold them for at least calling before showing up but Eunbi can’t turn her back to the boy in front of her, especially when he’s still looking at her like a lost kicked puppy and Eunbi curses on her head for being so weak to cute things. She clears her throat for a moment, finally stepping aside so the guy have the space to come in. “You can wait inside. Baekhyun, right?” She tries to guess just to make sure.

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Eunbi doesn't have much to do when she gets days off. It's even a little weird to not have any appointment in the pet parlor or not having to stop by to help her sister with any pet she needs help with, so she ends up spending it at home with her babies in comfortable clothes ( or as known as sehun's shirt ), especially when her roommate still has to work for the whole day for someone Eunbi doesn’t really bother to know. She isn’t exactly used to the house so quiet either, the feeling like at some point she’d have to take a shower and run to the pet parlor to her work or at least spend the day making some company to Sehun during his work, taking the chance to let her babies wonder around the city even if they’d always be safely inside the car in the special spot that Sehun has made for them in the car ( something that warms Eunbi’s chest in a weird way, she tells herself it’s like a mother seeing her children being happy and nothing else ).

She makes sure to close the entrance to the kitchen and doesn’t have to do much else to make sure the apartment is safe for chinchillas since she made sure of that from the beginning since it was the plan all along, but eventually Nari runs out of energy and goes to sleep in the kitchen and Hana is with her, laying on her mother’s belly like she’d do to her dad instead, while both of them are watching some program on TV and is low enough that it won’t burden the sensitive ears of her baby while Eunbi carefully caresses the back of her ear, sometimes shifting so she can smile down at the chinchilla that is happily on top of her, her small sparkly eyes closing down in a slow pace like the tiny animal is almost falling asleep and it makes Eunbi smile even more because her daughter is so cute, Eunbi wants to squeeze her but instead she just leans on a bit and kiss the space between her eyes before shifting again so Eunbi can move back her attention to the TV.

However, her peaceful moment is interrupted by the sound of the doorbell, easily waking up Hana that almost jumps on her belly from the surprise and Eunbi frowns for a moment, calming her daughter down with soft caresses and small cooing sounds while she tries to remember if her or Sehun are supposed to expect someone today and nothing comes to her mind when the doorbell rings a second time. She sighs, kissing again the top of the chinchilla’s head before standing up to get her back to her cage with her sister before going to the door, opening it with her greeting glare but then it turns into a little confused one when she is faced with someone she doesn’t recognize, simply arching an eyebrow while she waits for whoever is on the door to indentify himself.

#dexbaekhyun #!( p; cocoa party )

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march showers.

@dexeunbi

their walk went a bit further than it’s usual, more towards the abandoned parts of the city that hyoseong knew was clear of any deities (because if not she’d make sure the two of them continued with their normal route) and was relatively safe. just awhile back she and her new partner had taken out a deity in the warehouse they were approaching, in time for the rain to start pouring down on their heads.

she didn’t even notice the clouds darkening above their heads, and throughout the entire day the sky had remained clear with the sun brightly shining down on them. why mother nature decided to go against them and make everything turn a complete one-eighty is beyond her, but she refuses to stay out in the rain with a white shirt on.

“get in the warehouse!” she orders eunbi, trying to get out of the rain as quickly as possible. pulling open the slightly heavy door with ease and pushing the younger girl inside, following after and closing the door behind them. with a heavy sigh, the quick change of atmosphere making her realize just how heavy her clothes were with rain, she jokes, “that’s just our luck, huh?”

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Eunbi should've just listened to her sister and let her wait alone for the last dog's owner of the day so she could leave a little earlier and in consequence not having to deal with the sudden cloudy sky that looks so angry that Eunbi wouldn't be surprised if it would start not only a storm, but a thunderstorm and thunderstorms make Eunbi so uncomfortable her usual apathetic and cold demeanor is broken by something a little more insecure and she really just wants to go home and wrap herself in a blanket burrito on Sehun’s bed. Instead she’s stuck walking on the streets, vulnerable to any lightning that would burn her alive and kill her on the stop and that fear almost makes her turn into sha in the middle of the street but the only thing stopping her from that too is that Eunbi isn’t stupid, she might be scared and jumpy and really wouldn’t like to die struck by lightning but that doesn’t mean that she’s suddenly stupid and forgot that being caught by the organization would give her much worse things to fear than that simply possibility.

She doesn’t realize when she’s suddenly walking in a part of the city she isn’t very familiar with, especially when it’s already starting to get a little dark. She almost stops and looks around a little too much, but she knows better than to simply look lost somewhere like that so she simply keeps going, hoping that she looks like she knows exactly where she is going and not as uncomfortable as she actually feels and not only because she’s walking in a dangerous place in a late hour. Eunbi finally sees a living soul in there, another girl, and she would probably sing in hallelujah if she were more expressive and the feeling is brief anyway because then Eunbi isn’t sure if it’s safe or not, but then that’s also another thought that doesn’t stay in her mind for too long either because it actually starts raining and this time Eunbi panics because now she knows that humans are already easily attractive to lightning, especially when they’re wet and she almost lets out a yelp, getting into the warehouse ( that could be easily a trap or something worse ) when the other girls tells her too.

The younger girl lets out a heavy sigh before wrinkling her nose at her wet clothes, taking out her jacket that even if it saved a little of her clothes underneath she still felt the fabric clinging uncomfortably against her skin. Eunbi lets out a groan in acknowledge when the stranger talks to her, studying her own clothes for another moment before she looks up to the other female that is still with her back turned to Eunbi and it makes her stop and stare for a moment, her eyes widening just the slightly bit in interest while she takes her time taking in the big scar on the girl’s back, a comment out of her mouth before she can truly stop it. “Wow.”

#dexhyoseong #!( p; march showers )#( hope this is okay ;; )

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sinb struggles opening her bottle

#!vis;

{ dearest mother.

Eunbi is surprised? Yes. Impressed? Not really. She can feel a vein on her head popping out, one of her eyebrows twitching along with the left corner of her lip in annoyance when she sees the so unfamiliar familiar silhouette on the door of the pet parlor. Her mother has the amazing ability of pissing her off without actually saying a word. Just being there, breathing the same air as Eunbi is enough to make her have a strong grip on the counter or else she’d probably lash out. Again. It's faint, almost not there, her mother's scent, especially because she insists in using that expensive cologne that isn't really worth the price she probably pays for it because it stinks. Or maybe it's just her mother's true colors manifesting in her perfume. Who knows. Who even cares. The only thing Eunbi bothers enough is to know when her mother would leave. She hopes that is soon.

The older woman tries to smile at her but Eunbi just stares, glares at her like with only that, her mother would just disappear or leave running just like she did the last time they met and the younger female is a little too pleased with herself when the already strained smile falters for a moment. Eunbi passed a long time from the point of just not caring about her a mother, a figure that never was there in the place and someone who she clearly didn’t mess in the slightest. But she still remembers her sister crying herself to sleep quietly on her side of the room but it was hard to miss the shaking shoulders and shaky breaths she’d let once in a while; she remembers her father sometimes sitting down with her and talking, crying on her small shoulder and she remembers knowing that he needed to talk because he was sad. She remembers the disgrace her mother left behind when she also left them and different from the other two people in her life — now only one, she thinks bitterly —, Eunbi doesn’t have one single good memory of her so she could try to like her, so Eunbi just isn’t obligated.

“You grew up to a beautiful lady.” She hears the woman says and Eunbi narrows her eyes a little more before her expression falls flat again, the fondness on her tone almost making her gag.

“I grew up to a demonic dog.” She deadpans, but then her next words are as poisonous as her claws. “You know better that better than anyone else, don’t you?”

It’s almost funny how her mother looks almost like the victim in there, flinching with the whip of Eunbi’s words and she almost feels sorry for her, but then again Eunbi knows that she brought this upon herself from the moment she came back with the most horrendous proposal of all times, from the moment she left in the first place. Besides, she doesn’t know much about her mother but she knows enough that she’s completely aware that her mother likes that role, the victim, the poor woman who is trying to re bond with her daughter that she left when she was so little she doesn’t even remember, change the fact that Eunbi doesn’t have a single memory with her ( besides the bad ones ) and here is said daughter rejecting her with snappy behavior and sharp words like she doesn’t appreciate her mother being alive ( and she really doesn’t to be honest ) while others don’t have the same luck ( well, but they did have the luck to be born without a mother like Eunbi’s ). But then the woman pushes herself on the counter, eyes narrowing and suddenly there is a spark of wits in it that almost makes Eunbi step back, instead she glares harder.

“You hate me.” She declares and Eunbi has a very sarcastic retort for that, but she just keeps going. “So it means that deep down you just resent me, you’re bitter but I know if there’s hate, there’s also lo—“

“No.” Eunbi cuts her before she starts to get even more wrong idea. “I hate you because you fucked with the two people I love the most. That’s it. And you know those scars on your arm?” She makes a rhetoric pause. “I’d put them there again if I had the chance to go back in time. As a matter of fact, I’m trying really hard not to put new ones on you so if you’d leave.”

There are storms in Eunbi’s mother’s eyes for a brief second, like she’s almost daring Eunbi to do it and Eunbi in response just arches an eyebrow at her like well, try me. Instead, her mother sighs heavily before waving her goodbyes with a promise of coming back and Eunbi doesn’t even bother with a reply, massaging her temples and deciding that she’d just pass by the thai restaurant for a take out because after that she just doesn’t have the mood for cooking tonight.

#( p; dearest mother )#!( solo )#( idk what this is #i just wanted bitch!eunbi tbh )

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@dexeunbi & Sehun; moodboard

#!( mb; sebi )#( so so so so so so lovely ;u; )

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{ roomdates. | osh+heb

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Only a year ago the thought of leaving his father behind in their home seemed absolutely unbelievable to the young man. He had often defended the fact that he would never leave the old man on his own, even to the point where he had stated he would ask his future partner to move into the house with them. And yet, there he was, lunging boxes into the apartment with Eunbi. It wasn’t as though his father could tell that Sehun was not in fact in the house, after all he wasn’t awake long enough to notice such a thing. It was the old man that was usually slouched upon the sofa, lips parted as snores left his body, a drink still remaining where he had placed it in the first place: his own hand. A few weeks earlier, Sehun had wandered up to his father, and had stated that he would be moving out. The old man had just smiled, and clearly hadn’t understood a word that Sehun had uttered. And so he tried again, but the man did not seem to hear. After at least four more tries of making his father understand that Sehun would not be living with him, he had finally given up. It was the fact that Sehun would still be able to go to the house in which he grew up in to check up on his father, which made it more comfortable.

With his arms wrapped around a larger box the young man began to climb the stairs before following the voice of his roommate. Arching a brow ever so slightly the young man set down the box upon the kitchen counter before dusting his hands off against his jeans. Sehun found that a brow hitched up slightly higher than the other before disappearing entirely behind his blonde fringe. The lanky individual averted his gaze from the boxes before diverting it towards the young woman before him. Lazily, the young man began to lean against the counter, one arm folding against the cool surface as his head leaned against it. Unknowingly his hip stood outwards as he leaned into his own touch. Lips parting ever so slightly he nodded his head, “Yeah that was the last of them–” pausing momentarily the blonde fellow found that his lips had pulled together into their usual straight line before uttering in a rather apathetic tone, “Who would have known you have that many things…” Of course Sehun was only joking. He himself did not have many things that he had brought, most of his possessions remained at his father’s place– for when he was needed there.

There were however a few things that the young man had carried along, as for example a picture that had been taken on Sehun’s sixteenth birthday. It was a small image, his mother’s arm was looped around his frame as he had curled up against her side and his father sat there laughing, and sober, beside the two of them. At the time Sehun had been much smaller, he had hardly managed to reach his mother’s shoulder and she wasn’t exactly the tallest woman. However, it was one of his most prized possessions– along with his Disney DVDs. Sehun had never been given much of a chance to be a child and to enjoy the usual things that children did, such as running around playgrounds and playing video games. He had played different games, ones that had him in trouble more often than not. And so this was his time to catch up on those days that had been long lost– and by moving in with Eunbi he opened up an entirely different part of the book that was the life of Oh Sehun. He opened himself up to become more vulnerable– showing things that only his closest of friends knew about him. But, something in him didn’t mind, and it was absolutely disturbing to him that he didn’t.

dexeunbi

It feels so final when Eunbi looks around to watch the not long ago empty apartment now covered in carbon boxes that makes her feel even more tired just by looking at them and remembering that eventually every single one of them would have to be emptied as well. “Good.” She murmurs and turns around so she’s facing away from the kitchen, making use of the small empty spots on the counter to lean on her elbows for a brief second because then she realizes the counter is a little too tall for her to be in that position comfortably and in the end she decides to just lean on the counter and let them just loose on the side of her body just in the time so she can reach out for the side of Sehun’s dorso, poking one of his ribs because she knows it’s actually uncomfortable as punishment for his teasing, her forehead creating barely there lines when she frowns and she thinks for a moment to remind him that most of the things in those boxes aren’t even for her but for her babies — who she should check up on soon just to make sure they’re still alright — but then since she’s teasing, she would also joke a little and instead she shrugs. “I’m a mother of two.” she replies. “It requires a lot of things.” which is more serious than most people would say.

“Talking about which,” She starts, pushing herself of the counter before stretching, a soft groan escaping from her lips. “I’m going to check on them to make sure they’re okay.” Then she simply turns around, Even if Eunbi is sure she has checked on them not so long ago, but she worries so much because they’re so tiny and small and so soft, so easily broken and especially Nari, one of the chinchillas, doesn’t seem to get that she can get so easily hurt and Eunbi wouldn’t be surprised if she has just found a way around the cage — again — and is already looking around their new home because she’s mischievous ( and incredibly curious ) for a chinchilla. She tops in the middle of the corridor to turn around for a moment and arch an eyebrow for Sehun, a quiet question to know if he’s coming with her or not — and Eunbi doesn’t think too much about what it actually could mean —, but then she doesn’t really stay there for long and opens the door, a smile already on her lips when she sees them ( and fortunately, Nari is still on the cage, just sniffing everything around curiously while Hana is eating. )

“Hello, my babies.” She coos and Hana automatically turns to her while her sister simply gives Eunbi a curious sniff before resuming her limited exploring when Eunbi gets near the cage, sitting on the floor carefully with the toys around the room and she puts one finger inside to pet one of them, her tone so soft and full of affection that it doesn’t even seem like herself. “I know, I know.” She resumes her cooing. “You’ll know your new home soon, I just need to make sure it’s safe for you two.” Eunbi tells them, because she would never forgive herself if they got hurt because she was careless, after all, especially Nari, didn’t know the dangers of the outside world and even if Eunbi herself hates to keep them locked, instead just letting the cage open so they can freely move around and go back inside when they feel they need a little break, she knows it’s necessary for at least the beginning.

She lets out a quiet sigh while watching them and for once she’s back to wondering if this is a good after all, maybe she did take a step way to big for her own legs, maybe they should have thought through this better and maybe it was too soon, maybe— As if they could sense her distress, both chinchillas start affectionately bitting on Eunbi’s fingers and it isn’t like she can think or freak out when her babies are calling for her attention, her eyes impossibly softening while he looks at them with probably more fond than she ever did to even her own sister. “I love you too.” She mumbles and she curves herself enough to nuzzle each of them. “Maybe it’s okay if i don’t put you guys on the ground.” She consents a little. “A little bit, but you guys have to behave, especially you.“ And Eunbi sends a pointed look to Nari who looks at her with big cute and apparently innocent if Eunbi didn’t know better chinchilla eyes. The young female opens the cage carefully, getting Nari on her arms as soon as possible because she just knows her daughter too well while she lets Hana take her time in gathering courage to get out of their comfort zone, she has been the most shy of them both, a little more careful while Nari just gets into things with much less thought. “Come on, girl, it’s alright.”

#dexsehun #!( p; roomdates )#( oh gods this is terrible i'm so sorry #but have eunbi with her babies )

{ roomdates. | osh+heb

It was never something she could imagine herself doing; moving out of the apartment above the pet parlor, having to sit down with her sister to talk about them living apart for the first time ( but she still promised to keep her job of course and she isn't going far anyway so if she ever needs anything, Eunbi would come back in a blink of an eye ), actually packing her stuff and not to live alone but with a friend who somehow won over the heart of her baby girls and Eunbi can say no ( she says to a lot of people but not them. She still isn’t sure how things escalated to them renting a reasonable apartment together ( of course, being a private driver and a pet groomer aren’t exactly jobs that give a lot of money, especially when at least Eunbi doesn’t have rich asses for costumers ) but they somehow did and Eunbi isn’t one to really dwell on things that in the end don’t matter because it wouldn’t exactly change anything now, not now that they’re moving in the boxes to their new apartment and it even seems a little bigger without any furniture on it yet, it only arriving in the next week or something.

Not that Eunbi owns a lot of things to start with, most of them being photographs or stuff for her chinchillas, the first ones to actually get in the apartment to get used to it and it was a no brainer that they kept the biggest room in the apartment obviously. That’s probably the only reason — more accurately one of the reasons but Eunbi isn’t exactly about to admit that there is more than one — that Eunbi is close to like Sehun. He also cares deeply for the little animals, being as protective if not more than Eunbi herself when it’s about them and that means a lot considering how Eunbi herself always puts them before anyone else and if she has to be honest — and for once she really doesn’t mind so much that she doesn’t have to — she couldn’t imagine herself moving out with anyone else, especially because it would mean that she’d have to trust them her chinchillas and that isn’t something that is just for anyone. Maybe it should ring all of her alarms but it doesn’t, maybe because the part of sha inside of her isn’t the predominant and she gets much less perceptive of things. Yeah, maybe.

Box by box, their apartment is being filled, Eunbi making sure to carry the lighter ones after making sure that her chinchillas would be alright in the new environment while she would go up and down with not only boxes but bags, she also makes sure to leave their favorite toys inside their cage in some sort of comfort and even someone seemingly as cold and apathetic as herself has some weakness and she might have ended up being a little distracted by their cuteness. But soon enough she’s back to work — also making sure to get all the lighter boxes because she isn’t moving with a man for nothing ( and then she stops and apologizes to all the feminist — and scolds herself since she’s one of them — for such thought ). “Is that the last one?” She turns to ask him when she puts one on the “kitchen” pile on their future kitchen counter.

#dexsehun #!( p; roomdates )#( hope this is okay ;;#but yeah the title was less lame in my head )

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