A Collection of Tales

Let the stories unfold.

[incantarism]

vxtiosus:

“busy? so, that sounds to me that he has been too occupied with running naked in the woods, has he taken you to do that? i bet you’d love an activity like that”, hiroto snorts, “but luckily, you have the one person you truly need– and that is me, of course.” he offers a quick grin to the other, grabbing the keys while heading to the door. “what do you count as unsightly though? i mean, haven’t you already seen and experienced almost everything there is to?” he snorts. — the bar is relatively quiet, yet again hiroto can’t bring himself to be sad about it. perhaps, right now, he isn’t too keen on being overly social. a rare thing, shockingly so, but there are times he simply prefers to settle down with a friend ; even if that friend has a habit of looking bored way too often for his liking. “get whatever you like, you know the drill by now”, hiroto hums as he passes the bar.

Yejoon had to bite his tongue in order to prevent himself from accidentally saying anything distasteful about how his significant other enjoys certain activities. Although he respects the other’s traditions, he knows he can’t, for the life of him, confidently say he’d enjoy the same. For one, he absolutely detests getting dirty. Thankfully, he didn’t have to explain everything since they were ready to leave. What he couldn’t prevent though, was an obvious hard roll of his eyes at Hiroto’s flirty comment. “No, thank you, and what I meant by ‘anything unsightly’ is if you go off to make out with another patron, I’m immediately leaving,” he clarifies before calling for a chauffeur.

When they arrived, the club was quiet, a little too quiet if he were to be honest. He hoped to be drowned in the place’s beats and ridiculous drunk partiers, but life appeared to have other plans for him. However, he wasn’t opposed to just spending quality time with Hiroto either. With a hum and a seat, he orders an iced whiskey for now, contemplating on quickly he wishes to be drunk. Today in general has been normal for the most part, but for whatever reason, he’s been in the oddest of moods, one that he can’t quite pinpoint besides knowing it’s negatively affecting him. He lets out a long sigh before leaning over against the other.

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vxtiosus:

“well, i mean.. i am partly crazy”, byungho laughs, waving his hand at apollo ( & mentally pouting, because who enjoys having to separate from someone as adorable as him ? only if dogs had thumbs, they could help with the task at hand. )   “we can order something nice takeout when we are done… i will let you choose”, he offers, pushing few rogue hairs away from his face, “i will pay”, he adds as he picks up bucket. “anyway… so, i want those three walls white”, byungho says, pointing at the said walls, “and that fourth one will be the colored one. let’s maybe get the color one done first? what do you think?”  he purses his lips, head tilting to the side.

There’s a bit of scratching followed by a small whine from Apollo when the door was effectively shut. The noises eventually stop, but Kyungie knows his dog is laying down right at the entrance, ready to react to the slightest acknowledgement by either of them. He sighs internally; with Apollo being such a handful often, it’s a wonder how he’s dealt with him for so long, he muses to himself.

“Mmm. What if I want you for takeout?” He teases, although a part of him would be lying if he said he didn’t want a taste. Realistically speaking, when does he not? Especially with someone as adorably sexy as Byungho, but he digresses. “Sounds good to me. I like the idea of having a special wall. Are you going to decorate it the most out of all the walls?”

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"are you a parking ticket? ‘cause you’ve got fine written all over you" ( minghao ; elias )

“Babe, no,” Elias groans while providing a not-so-serious glare at the man who made such an awfully cheesy joke; that same man just so happens to be his boyfriend too, and unfortunately, makes jokes like these all the time. “Why you gotta do this to me?” he jokingly asks before plopping onto his sofa, enjoying his break from all forms of work responsibilities today. His legs lazily hang off from one of the sofa’s armrest while his head settles on the other. Despite his position and stature, he does his best to give some room for Minghao to join, although he’s more than sure the other would probably opt for sitting somewhere on him instead. “I should start charging you cuddles or kisses as a form of healing from these.”

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vxtiosus:

“you and your dramatic ass. i know you’d enjoy every second of it”, hiroto feigns  hurt for a mere second, small but dramatic pout visiting his lips but soon dissolving.  he pays little to no attention to the paper ( he really doesn’t care if paper here and another there is missing. that is for the new accountant to worry about… once he manages to find someone. he really needs to get it done soon.) he only flicks his wrist for ice to form around the ashes, trapping small particles inside it; easier to clean up later. he stands up then, bringing his arms over his head for a stretch while his eyes never truly leave his dear friend. “why haven’t you  bothered your lovely fur man? or ooh– are you in a fight?  give me all the juicy details”, hiroto snorts, grabbing his jacket that has been resting on the back of his office chair,  clearly planning on granting yejoon’s wish of the trip to the club. he could use a drink or two himself… of any kind.

For the briefest of moments, the tiniest inkling of sulking mars Yejoon’s features when Hiroto mentions his, or lack thereof, significant other. Any other being, human or not, would most likely miss his expression as he’s quick to regain composure; however, considering their friendship, he could only hope the other hadn’t noticed. “You wish. Sungmin’s been busy.” The truth was unfortunate. Hence, his recent boredom and his need of a cure in the form of downing a couple of drinks (and perhaps some vampire-suited sustenance). He too, gets ready by donning on his coat—meticulously buttoning every button and smoothing out every crease and fold out of habit. “If you pull anything unsightly, I’m leaving immediately.”

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vxtiosus:

“pfft”, byungho shrugs off the other’s words, waving a pair of paint brushes towards him in a disregarding manner. “as much as i appreciate your powers, i think life will get very boring, very quickly if you start skipping things with it. don’t be lazy”, he speaks with a small, almost grin-like smile on his lips, finally standing up to his full height from where he has been opening up a bucket of paint. with few light steps, he is standing by the door, though focusing his attention on apollo, reaching to pet the soft fur behind his ear. “and i mean, you already promised to help me paint, so you better not try to sneak out of it”, he says, glancing at kyungie, “i promise it will be fun. i have helped to renovate my sister’s nursery once, it is a nice way to pass time”, he pulls his hand from apollo, and instead moves it to pat the other’s hair, then offering one of the brushes he has been holding in his other hand. “so… ready?”

Despite blocking Apollo from entering the other’s room, Kyungsoo joins in on giving some affection by offering a couple of thorough scratches behind his dog’s ear. The latter lets out a happy bark before eagerly returning the love with good licks to both of their hands. “It’s not being lazy. It’s called being efficient,” he playfully stresses, lips twitching into a faint smirk as he takes the offered brush and continues, “I hope you know that if anyone else on the planet were to tell me that, I’d call them crazy.” Quietly chuckling at his half-joke, he gently closes the door on his samoyed so they could get started; the last thing they need is Apollo making a mess, especially when his fur is oh-so-conveniently pristine white. Considering some past incidents that he still shudders at, he absolutely refuses to take any chances.

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@vxtiosus (continuation of ask)

“what, you want me to strip down and dance for you? because we both know i will do that”, a wide grins appears onto hiroto’s lips, corners of his eyes twinkling in a manner that is all but good sign. “i am bored too, though seeing your grumpy face lights up any room.” he doesn’t stop himself from rolling his eyes a little, crumpling up a paper he has been trying to make sense of for the past… hour or so ( – this is why you have accountants, they make sense of math and numbers in general, and in his defense, he did have one! but how on earth could have he known that the poor man was deadly allergic werewolf fur. who the hell is allergic to that? ) ; and proceeds to toss it towards  the other.

“I’d rather douse my eyes with holy water,” he retorts, brows furrowing further when the other throws something his way. With a quick snap of his fingers, Yejoon effectively causes the paper to combust midair, its ashes scattering onto the floor near his feet. “I would also appreciate if you didn’t use me as target practice.” There’s frustration evident in his speech, although not necessarily aimed towards the other. Anyone with a pair of eyes can see how boredom is taking a toll on his dramatic self, a cure to such situation incredibly dire. “Considering how we both have nothing else better to do, let’s pay a visit to your club,” he suggests. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

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@vxtiosus

He takes the last sip of his coffee, its bitterness rejuvenating for the long day ahead. With his cup discarded in the kitchen sink, he casually strides to the other’s room, catching the attention of a certain, happy samoyed along the way. There were open cans of fresh paint resting next to various brushes on tarp-covered floors. Large pieces of furniture were similarly covered, and smaller miscellaneous items were temporarily piled in an organized mess at the hallway outside. “You know, it’s not too late to use magic instead,” Kyungie mentions whilst leaning against the doorframe, using his leg at an attempt to prevent Apollo from entering the room. "It'll make things a hell of a lot easier."