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JIWON‌:

jiwon was practically giddy with excitement as the pair got closer and closer to the ferris wheel. growing up she never really was given the opportunity to visit the fair in her hometown, so she felt like the little kid hat never got to experience this with wide eyes bouncing from booth to ride to booth. “no backing out on me now, cas,” she hummed softly as she buried herself further into his arm away from the cold wisconsin air, “at least it’d be an interesting way to go,” she tilted her head up to look at him as her eyebrows raised amused. she took a sip of her own hot chocolate, a low satisfied hum passing through her lips as the warmth from the drink spread through her body. “yeah,” she answered softly, her voice oddly honesty for jiwon, “i didn’t really get to ride them as a kid,” she shrugged her shoulders once, her eyes fell nervously to the ground. she wasn’t normally this vulnerable around people, but this was casper. he was one of the few people she felt somewhat comfortable enough around to show a softer side to herself. the pair moved closer, now at the front of line. “c’mon it’ll be fine, i’ll be by your side the wholetime,” she added slipping out from under his arm. in her short twist, she managed to keep her free hand intertwined with his, she took a few steps forwards towards the their seat while pulling at his hand.

you’d think casper was being asked to jump out of a plane. instead, he stepped toward the foldable metal contraption that dared to call itself a ferris wheel. anything that was on his mind prior had been flushed out. he put on a brave face for jiwon. this was what she wanted to do, and this was something that mean a lot to her. he could suck up his fear for ten minutes to make her happy for the rest of the evening. it seemed like a fair trade off. he sat down next to her, lifting his arms so the could lower the metal bar over their laps. he decided that distracting himself was the best method, and perhaps the only way he could go to the top without kicking and screaming. he wrapped his arm around jiwon’s shoulders and buried his head in her neck. “hail mary.. full of grace...” he prayed aloud, mostly to make her laugh. with the arm around jiwon, casper plucked the cocoa cup out of her hands and sat up right, taking a sip of hers before handing it back. before he could make another snarky comment, their cart jerked forward and lifted the two of them off the ground. casper let out the softest squeak of horror before clearing his throat out out of sheer embarrassment. “we’re so gonna die, jiwon, we’re gonna die and we haven’t even done all the things we wanted to do.” he was milking it now.

#𝖎. ｢ 𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 ☞ 𝖏𝖎𝖜𝖔𝖓. ｣

#ooc

JAE‌:

he’s pretty sure he has more bruises littering his body just from trying to skate these past few hours than he has ever gotten in his whole life. and that’s saying a lot because, while he’s not clumsy, jae isn’t certainly that careful. even with the help from casper, hands grasped tightly onto the others arms as they glided to keep upright, he knew his stance was too tense and shaky to spell anything but trouble. the fact the other is so easily going along with teaching him, praises falling from his lips every other time they talk, is definitely making him confident little by little. but not enough to be on his own. “if you let go of me i think i really will break my ankles. ankles, as in plural. as in both of them, cas. please tell me you’re not really going to let me embarrass us like that?” he doesn’t wait for him to answer, carefully tugging the both of them closer and moving his hands up a little higher. “i’m a skating disaster. you know this. i know this. the whole world knows this. i’m going to get us both either kicked out for being a hazard to everyone around us or we’re gonna get hauled off in an ambulance. i can’t believe i agreed to do this.” even as he says it, he knows the exact reason why he had. the laughter tossed between them, the lightness they shared, it was worth it. especially since it was rare to see the other let go so freely around others. it was truly a sight he adored each time he got the privileged to see it.

cas found it difficult to stifle a laugh at the way jae panicked. he acted as if casper was going to push him out into the middle of the ice to fend for himself. but he wouldn’t argue, in fact he preferred to soothe. “i won’t let go, i won’t let go.” he repeats like a mantra, a smile growing on his lips at their proximity. while it was inadvertent this time, jae had never been one to pull casper in closer. he relished in the small gesture, even if it was for survival. “gosh you’re dramatic. you’re much more adept than you think. it’s all mental, believe me.” he says softly, gliding backwards on his skates to keep their pace up. they didn’t hang out in the real world as much, given jae had quite the schedule and cas had a habit of disappearing. this felt overdue. jae had this soft spot in casper’s heart. he knew how to bring the old cas back with his presence alone. it was a feeling of security that overwhelmed casper’s body whenever he was with jae. things were delicate for the two of them, however. jae had too much going for him to ever get involved with someone like casper. whether it was his many responsibilities or the bright future ahead of him, jae didn’t need anything else to worry about. so casper intended to milk what they had for as long as he could. until jae realizes he doesn’t need someone like cas around. “y’know, that eight year old has lapped us twice now. no pressure.”

#𝖎. ｢ 𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 ☞ 𝖏𝖆𝖊𝖍𝖞𝖚𝖓. ｣#i call this ... babbling until the length felt right

kians:

kian wants to rip his hair out strand by strand, not being built to withstand the kind of activity that comes with events like this. sure, his facade slips easily into place these days, but it’s so exhausting to keep up with for long periods of time and with so many different people. still, he humors those around him and forces a smile onto his face. “you’d have a great future in the olympics if only they had the milk bottle game.” he teases with a small smile, popping a piece of cotton candy into his mouth. it’s all a little too sugary for his taste, but he loves the way it melts on his tongue. “oh, wow? a plushie? for free? so generous.” he continues in a joking manner, craning his neck to check out the row of prizes. he’ll probably toss it the moment he gets the chance, but he’ll take it anyway. hell, he could even re-gift it to moonsu or something. “i want that one.” he points, his finger angled at the bunny. “you good at any other games, carnival boy? maybe we could make it into a little challenge.”

casper nods at the carny, implying he can take the bunny down for the stranger. he thanks him quietly and hands it over, turning his full attention to the other now. “i feel like the only reason it isn’t in the olympics is because I would wipe the floor with the competition.” he teases back. cas gathers the plushies he’d won in his arms, stuffing his wallet away in his coat pocket. “a challenge? well i’m man enough to admit i haven’t actually tried another game... so i’m a bit nervous.”

#accept this trash #𝖎. ｢ ᴄᴀsᴘᴇʀ ☞ ᴋɪᴀɴ. ｣#kian gets a different tag style #bc ks look weird in franktur

#ooc

“another one! hell yeah this game is my fucking BITCH!” casper exclaimed, throwing his long arms in the arm in celebration. casper was a very athletic person in general, so tossing a ball at stacked milk jugs was child’s play. he quickly apologized to the carny in charge of restacking bottles, feeling somewhat guilty for clearing house of prizes. sure, it was 3 plushies thus far but casper was a competitive soul. once he found something he was good at, he was wiling to milk it for all it had. no pun intended.“anyone want a plushie? it’s on me. i already have two.” he called out to anyone who he’d startled with his ridiculously loud celebration.

#pinky.start #pinky.event #hello even if i gave u a closed starter feel free to reply ?? idk i feel like all of y'all deserve threads #ariana vc equality #but yes also if theyve never interacted also feel free

a week of successful avoidance of his roommate had put casper’s mind at peace. he hadn’t had to think about where they stood since moonsu’s relationship began, and he didn’t have to explain himself. he could go out and crash on someone else’s couch or arrive home so late (or early in the morning) that he wouldn’t have to interact. it was fool proof, really. until the frostival came around. casper sat at the kettlecorn stand, nearly bouncing in anticipation of his fresh snack. it would be such a nice contrast of the cold snow and the hot popped corn. he sent a quick glance toward the crowds near the rides and he quickly locked eyes with the last person he had hoped to see. he broke eye contact immediately and looked at the clerk with a sense of urgency. that urgency was not matched, whatsoever. shutting his eyes and taking a deep breath, he prepared himself. he could do one of two things, he could grab his kettle corn and bolt or he could be a decent human being and at least say hello. his conscious gnawed away at him, deciding that his behavior this week warranted a greeting at the very least. kettlecorn finally in hand, he marched to his death ( as his heart rate would lead him to believe ) and paused in front of moonsu. “hey there. kettle corn?” ( @moonsus )

#𝖎. ｢ 𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 ☞ 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖚. ｣#mess !#DHJKDHKDJ

“keep your ankles straight. stop looking at the ice, look at me.” he mumbles, holding jae’s wrists as he skates backwards slowly. instructing jae to skate was going to be a challenge, casper knew this going in, but he wasn’t entirely prepared for the the amount of times they would both slip. this was due in part to casper allowing jae to put all his balance in the taller. it was a bit of a disaster, but casper laughed it off and maintained words of encouragement. he did his best to catch jae when he’d fall, preventing the boy from hurting himself too severely on the way down. the truth was, any time with jaehyun was time well spent. the setting was just too romantic to discount as well. there were plenty of people around, flurries of snowflakes fell in jae’s hair and eyelashes. it felt like a date, but casper was scared to announce that out loud. instead, he would ruffle the snow from jae’s hair every now and again and whisper words of encouragement. “you’re actually doing really well. i think you may be ready for me to skate next to you. what do you say?” ( @ftjaehyvns )

#flashing tw #𝖎. ｢ 𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 ☞ 𝖏𝖆𝖊𝖍𝖞𝖚𝖓. ｣

#ooc

“is now a bad time to disclose i’m afraid of heights?” casper asks jiwon softly, eying the intimidating metal contraption that’s somehow passing as a ferris wheel. they were huddled together for warmth as they waited in line for the ride. clutching his hot chocolate in one hand, he used his free hand to loop his arm around jiwon’s. “i mean i feel like once we’re at the top and we see that view, i’ll be fine. but i keep thinking about how this death trap folds up and travels around the country to other festivals.” he mumbles, stepping forward as the line moves along. he takes a sip of his hot chocolate and focuses his attention, instead, on the girl next to him. “you’re a fan of these things though, yeah?” he asks, allowing jiwon to distract him from the anxiety in the pit of his stomach ( @ofjiwon )

#𝖎. ｢ 𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 ☞ 𝖏𝖎𝖜𝖔𝖓. ｣#whew this is trash

seojvns

“you didn’t… happen to see that, did you?” he questioned, an embarrassed smile already on his lips. it was difficult to make a smooth recovery from falling on the ice rink when there were so many people around, and there had been absolutely nothing smooth about it. only he could be blamed though, he’d let himself get just frustrated enough that he lost his balance entirely and fell flat on his back, which was enough to convince him to give up his attempt. “i think i need a break from the rink for a few minutes,” he said, huffing in annoyance at his failure. “unless you’re willing to hold my hand very tightly and risk me bringing you down with me,” he added, a brow raising hopefully. “or… we could play games! i’m good at those,” he said proudly, but being good and thinking he’s good are two entirely different things. “let me win you something!”

disingcnuous

“i think it’s time for us to give your ass a break. lets go look for prizes, i could always use another plushie.” he says, rounding the wall to the exit. he takes seojun’s hand and guides him gingerly to the safety of the outside world. “you are gonna hurt in the morning. but i admire the tenacity.” casper laughs, shuffling toward a bench so they could untie their skates. exes didn’t normally maintain friendships but cas really wanted to try. seojun had a great heart and that was hard to ignore. he wanted to try and keep their bond, especially since things fizzled out the way they did. once his skates were off, casper turned to seojun, ready to help him if needed. being a former ice hockey player, this felt like second nature. being on the rink was like a second home. it was the first sense of normalcy he had since his mom passed. “gimme a foot, i’ll help.” he said, patting his lap.

#𝖎. ｢ 𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 ☞ 𝖘𝖊𝖔𝖏𝖚𝖓. ｣