𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭.

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mondregen‌:

  Oh, how tempting. Who would have thought he would play along this easily? Kiha allows himself to give Daesung a slow, appreciative once-over. He is the most interesting person in the room, if only because Kiha happens to be of the nosy sort, and meeting someone new is always a highlight for him. If that someone just so happens to be attractive, well, it’s a very nice bonus.   “I don’t attend these parties all that often,” Kiha says, still holding onto Daesung’s hand. The rush of his blood reaches his ears even through the cacophony of laughter and chatter. Kiha licks his lips, flicking his eyes down to Daesung’s jugular, its beat all but palpable to him. “Your assessment is right, though. I do know who you are… sort of. I’ve seen your face before. Scrolled through your social media more than once, I’m sure.” He lets go of Daesung’s hand, then, as soon as the first pang of curls in his belly. This is what he gets for not grabbing someone sooner.

  Kiha plays it off with a shrug, picking up where he left off seamlessly. “But you must be getting this a lot. No use talking about something you’ve been through a billion times, right?” Not missing a beat, Kiha steps closer, wearing his sharpest grin. “How keen are you on staying here?”

     “Oh you should, i’m tired of the stuffy old men in expensive suits.” His own silk shirt, unbuttoned in an ever so slightly scandalous fashion, shifts as he returns his hand to his side. It would be amusing, perhaps, to consider the fact that Kiha’s birth predates that of even the oldest man in the room. “Ah -- i’ll just play to my own massive ego and pretend you’re a huge fan. Forgive me if I don’t know too much about you.” He could have sworn, had he seen the man before, he’d definitely remember.

“Little old me? I get it a fair amount of attention.” A giggle follows, grin noted as he follows with his own. “I’m ready to take up an offer of some place else, if you know anybody interested in getting away?” Eyes drift from his new companion to scour the crowd, as if attempting to catch someone else’s eyes, pout forming on pink lips. “Hm?”

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sad / heartbreak starters

“i feel like i’m losing you.”

“i didn’t mean to push you away.”

“i don’t want to lose you.”

“please just stay with me.”

“give me another chance.”

“don’t you care about me at all?”

“i thought you loved me.”

“you promised you wouldn’t leave me.”

“i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

“i never thought you’d be the one to break my heart.”

“i need time to think about us.”

“please don’t leave like this.”

“i’m begging you to stay.”

“this can’t be goodbye.”

“don’t you love me anymore?”

“do you… not want me anymore?”

“i wish i could be enough for you.”

“i wish you could see how much this is hurting me.”

“i’m scared of losing you.”

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“…I thought you said you always had one.” Again, if he were sober, these observations wouldn’t be coming out so casually. He tilts his head when the other mentions Calum will probably be borrowing clothes. Would he even fit them? Well, technically he and Dae are almost the same height, so maybe. “Are you sure? It’s your stuff.”

And this is where Calum disagrees with Dae. “I trust you. Maybe you might mess up, but you’d do your best. And that’s all I’d really want from you.” Of course, maybe he’d let Dae ease himself into being an uncle (or older brother figure really) for Erza first, but truly, it’s never crossed Calum’s mind that Dae would not be a good father in the future. At the very least, just from what Calum has seen over the years, the other has grown miles beyond his own biological father.

       “Yeah, as a bratty kid maybe. I matured a little ... I don’t think I know everything anymore.” Hell, it had been an act the entire time, it’s only now he had the ability to admit it in front of someone. “Well -- most of the stuff in my closet is barely worn. Gifts from the fansites and stuff ... I’m pretty sure I have pyjama sets that still have the tags? ... if you’d like?”

Lips curve into a tight pout, would he really do his best? Would his best be good enough? “You trust me to look after Erza? Like ... alone? Wow.” Honestly, he didn’t imagine Calum trustig him to watch over Erza util the kid was at least .... sixteen -- and even then ... “I would try my best, you’re right -- just like you are.”

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  Kiha can’t disagree with that. The few people he did talk to were of the snobbier sort, if not in actual wealth then in attitude. It plays right into his cards. A face like his does work wonders in this sort of company. He could have charmed a potential midnight snack or three the moment he walked through the door.   But he didn’t, and now he’s here, conversing with the probably most interesting person in the room.   “You know how they are, don’t you? Talking big and acting bigger. Get-togethers like this are all about, ah, what do they call it? ‘Networking’? I’m surprised you’re not mingling more, to be honest.” What are the chances of catching someone who’s made a name for himself all alone in a place like this? Kiha giggles, stifles it behind a raised palm. “So I’ll seize the chance and monopolize your attention for a bit, how about it?” The same hand he used to hide his giggle, he offers to the other to shake. “Name’s Kiha. What a pleasure to meet you.”

        “I’ve mingled with half the people in here already -- they’re familiar faces ...” Familiar, disinterested, and don’t swing far enough the same way to take him home. Though, that wasn’t the point in these gatherings -- ‘networking’ was right. The room contained a mess of directors, b-listers, influencers, businessmen and self-titled entrepreneurs; anybody who thought they were somebody tended to pass through these doors most weekends. And as much as they could be fun to interact with if only for a night, they got tiring fairly quickly, especially in places like these with no elements of entertainment. He’d had enough of these stick-up-ass chatty events with his father growing up. “--but youre not.” 

A hand is raised to take the others, a formality that the model gracefully accepts. “Kiha. You seem to know who I am, yet i’ve never had the pleasure of being introduced.” It’s obvious -- the stifled giggles, flattery and polite chatter -- he’s flirting. So Daesung eats it up. “Daesung. You can monopolize me all you want.”

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  “Everyone ogles you, but nobody has the guts to approach.”    Arms crossed in front of his chest, Kiha leans his hip against the nearby table, gaze cast out toward the mass of chatting people. Parties full of humans are so, so fun, a slew of inviting heartbeats and rushing blood. No shortage of fun, no shortage of entertainment. And if he’s lucky, a handsome man to go home with and feed on.

  Tonight, though, it’s one person in particular who’s caught his eye. Not only his, but everyone else’s – Kiha vaguely remembers a name, remembers seeing his face online. Striking beauty like his deserves a spot amidst all the glitz and glamour, for sure. Kiha quirks a smile. “How lucky for me. I’d hate to contend for your attention with so many others.”

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       Oh how lucky for Daesung that you don’t need brains or brawn in this world of flashing lights, social media fame and bursting wallets -- just a pretty face and quick tongue could open more doors than you’d imagine. Parties, his usual weekend haunts, had become a routine of denying offers to buy him a drink ( ‘im saving myself for the dom perignon back home’ ), taking pictures with strangers to litter his instagram stories, and having a genuinely good time on the dance floor. Maybe today he’d go home with someone ... it wouldnt be the first time.       “Ah, how can you be so sure they’re into me -- those looks could be out of jealousy! It’s not that rare to come across someone who wishes they could be me.” Lip quirks up into the beginning of a smile; “Something tells me at a party like this, it’d be all yours. Everyones so ... they’re acting like they’ve got sticks up their asses.”

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👄 + that little brat daesung !

@hvnbrn opinions, i see how it is ; still accepting!

“…First of all, don’t call him that. He might act like one, but he’s not. He’s worked hard to get to where he is- his dad had nothing to do with how he got here. Anyways, he’s uh…he’s smarter than he looks. Emotionally mature. I never expected it from him, but it…it’s nice to see. I…um…uh…whoever ends up with him, will be very lucky.”

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“i'm NOT jealous.” henry IS jealous

          ‘so i can go hang out with ren again? score.‘