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[finger guns] it has been fun writing and plotting with everyone! i dont really have another blog rn but u can catch me at gemini#4328 if u want to! see u all around and have a great new year!
solitaried:
HE CAN’T HELP BUT chuckle a bit, eyebrows quirking up in surprise. “ really? better than you? ” one thing he’s not surprised about is miko seeming to get along well with other attendees —— that’s exactly the kind of guy he is. rom doesn’t mind parties like this, and he rarely has unpleasant experiences, but that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t make him a little nervous to know that so many eyes are on him. always so consumed by how others perceive him, it’s bound to have a small effect on him —— miko, however? not so much, he’d guess. “ oh, wow. at this rate you’re going to leave here being famous, too. the hot mystery guy everyone has their eyes on. ” the touch on his neck makes him grimace playfully, but he finds solace in the familiarity that it brings upon. he gives miko’s waist a small squeeze, lightly bringing him closer. “ somewhere around here—— i didn’t want to suffocate her, ” he explains with a shrug, looking over at him. “ spending all night with me when harry styles and normani are lurking around sounds like a punishment. ” and then another thought comes to mind, so he follows up quickly. “ what’re you doing after this? ”
—— “Mhm. I already called you stunning, saying you look better than me is pushing it.” Miko bites back lightheartedly, words nothing but banter. It’s almost comical how easily Miko has found himself fitting into a place he never was meant to be in anyway, if not for a struck of luck and a good friend, Miko wouldn’t be waltzing around brushing shoulders with celebrities, wouldn’t be here conversing with Rom and checking up on him. Miko’s brain picks up the most important points of Rom’s response, as expected. “Oh, so you think I’m hot?” He raises an eyebrow, a smile tugging the side of his lips as he lets Rom pull him in closer, stumbling at the slightest. “Boy, I sure hope so. I want that Nike sponsorship.” It’s half-true, not a lie and speaks of that unspeakable want inside of him to make a name for himself. But he buries it down, decides that tonight is not the night for these thoughts so instead, he focuses back on Rom and the conversation that they’re having. “That’s undecided...” He stills, looking at Rom with a curious gaze before he leans forward just a little to give a knowing smile. Truthfully, Miko has planned on a nice long bath after this and maybe get on his La-Z-Boy while watching Netflix but he’s not about to tell that to Rom. “But now, it depends on what you’re doing after this, I guess.”
lovedrvnked:
‘ aha, yup… ’ if this were a year ago, his arm around her waist would’ve earned him a hard shove off his chair and onto the floor. of course, that doesn’t mean she doesn’t want to do that, but what kind of girlfriend would do that ? ‘ we’ve been here for like fifteen minutes, the pictures can wait. ’ she has to channel every bit of willpower in her not to cringe when he calls her mother ‘mom’ — seriously ?! instead, she jabs his side under the table and out of her parents’ sight, taking a long sip from her merlot to wash down the stream of expletives threatening to slip past her lips. her mother relents then so jules decides to go along with what they have, holding her fork before her friend’s mouth. ‘ here you go, baby. ’ despite the foul taste it leaves on her tongue, she coos back, donning a smile that her parents would see as fond, but miko should know better. revenge is best served as a cold chicken breast coated in caesar salad dressing.
—— Miko usually does not think too highly of himself (keyword: usually) but as he endures the jab Jules sends at him, trying not to react as much to it in order to avoid her parents asking any suspicious question, Miko wonders if he had been a martyr in his previous life. He almost wants to laugh, with the fork and the smile Jules gives him. It’s the perfect picture of the perfect girlfriend, the perfect daughter that their parents had always wanted her to be but unfortunately for him, Miko knows better. “Aah,” he opens up his mouth, grabs her wrist and shoves the food into his mouth before he lets her go. He hears her mom coo, along with the very specific sound of the phone’s camera shutter going off at the interaction. He just hopes her phone does not get into the hands of the wrong person. “This is so good!” He overreacts again, retracting his arm away from Jules to clap them together. “You really make the best food, mom.”
chickentcnderz:
“none of your business, so nosy!” she huffs, staring up at the abnormally long person that is her cousin. “awww, wittle bwaby and his pwower of fwendship.” she mocks while pouting. “does wittle bwaby want a nwap?” she scoffs, crossing her arms. “a phase? a PHASE? you think he’s a phase? you lack taste. no wonder your date ditched you, such a loser!” she snickers. “why are you such a loser! i wish i had a cooler cousin, you’re literally good for nothing!”
—— Miko stares at Rue mocking him, and without any thought at all, he puts his entire palm over her face and turns her head away, keeps it like that as she talks to him. “Dude, you have a new boy every month! You crush on all of my teammates in high school. Why are you so surprised I think that?” He pushes her just a little so that she’s an arm’s length away. “Well I wish I have a little brother but we can’t all have what we wish for!”
it takes skill to refrain from grimacing and biting down on her tongue when both are essentially second nature to her. by now, she’s used to this whole act, a fake relationship her parents are far too invested in for it to be healthy — a little insulting, if you ask her. so invested, in fact, that they wouldn’t allow her to turn down another invitation for brunch at their house. the pictures weren’t doing it anymore and it appears that they need a dose of miko in the flesh rather than through the screen. still, that doesn’t mean her mother isn’t interested in adding more photos to a growing collection. ‘ ugh, mom, you’re not gonna post that on facebook, are you ? you promised. ’ she glances at her friend with a look that only says sorry ‘bout this, a look that her parents without a doubt would mistake for something more loving to fulfil their little fantasy. maybe she should’ve taken the acting path instead of the gaming one. — ( MIKO / @mik0z ! )
------ With everything else factored in---Miko is a good friend. That’s why he likes helping out friends get out of sticky situations, even if it involves pretending to be their boyfriend despite that fact that he is everything but a good boyfriend. But it’s fine, thinks of it as practice for when he actually has a relationship (whenever that may be). As for now, he enjoys the free food Jules’ parents provide. Even though there are situations like this where they’re forced to take photos together---Miko doesn’t really mind. In fact, he thinks he plays the role quite well despite zero theater background. Jules looks at him and he smiles, shaking his head subtly as he wraps an arm around her waist. “Mom,” he calls out, for emphasis and extra impact. They love it. “I guess the baby isn’t up for any pictures right now.” He coos, glancing at Jules for that perfect whipped boyfriend look. “And wow, this food looks amazing---I think I can eat everything right now! Can we please eat, yeah mom?”
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paperhertz:
“an accident, huh?” she emphasizes the word with a raise of one of her brows before shaking her head. it’s not like she cared anyway especially because she had no clue who his date was in the first place. whoever they were though, they were probably having fun some place else. “i think it was the perfect way of describing what happened. they pretended to go off somewhere and then left me behind.” lena nods at his question because it was definitely something he would do on purpose. guess his date was just too dumb to think he’d even stick around all night. “thank you,” she responds with a few playful bashes of her eyes. lena’s never been a big fan of dressing up and parties, but this was a party for the very app she’s worked on so she was required to at least look presentable. a fine job she’s done, by the way, on both the app and dressing up. “slow down, cowboy. i’m sure he’s off watching the celebrity stages or something. and that’d be highly hypocritical don’t you think?”
⏤⏤ Miko finds himself laughing, his hand flying to his chest to grab at his heart at Lena’s words. “Lena!” He calls, feigning hurt as he clutches at his chest. “You wound me! You really think I would leave a pretty girl alone on a date? I’ll have you know that I only leave pretty girls alone if, one: they tell me to and two: if they get too attached.” It’s half-serious, and leave it to Miko to make fun of his own fear of commitment. It’s just something he’s accepted about himself. “Oh come on,” Miko groans at Lena’s defense of her unnamed date. “You’re really gonna defend a guy that left you alone? That’s so not you, Lena.” He says, crossing his arms over his chest and giving her a suspicious look playfully. “Anyway, enough of ghost dates, I’m thirsty. Where are the drinks!”
solitaried:
IT’S HARD TO TELL whether it’s his upbringing or the charisma that everyone admires him for that makes navigating an event like this only half as hard as it could be. it has to be a combination of both, but rom goes with the former ── even if there have been times in which he realizes that he doesn’t necessarily relate to half of the people here. like a sign of sorts, he finally comes across miko, one of the only people who can make him feel at home at a place like this. he sets his own glass down as the boy approaches him, settling for wrapping his arm around his waist once he’s being embraced. “ really? that’s the pick up line i’m worth? ” he teases, looking around them for a brief moment. “ you look good. where’s your date? ”
⏤⏤ “Well what can I say?” Miko laughs, “I’m a man of the classics. You look stunning, too.” Miko can always find himself comfortable anywhere, but it’s a different sense of comfort when he’s with Rom, a breath of fresh air from conversing with new people, he’s glad he found him. At the question raised regarding his date, Miko finds himself grimacing as his shoulders come up in a shrug. “You know, that’s a question I would love to be answered too.” He jokes. “Kidding, they texted me a while ago saying they’re sorry and found the guy they liked here. And you know what, that happens sometimes! I’m good though, I got the number of this... I don’t know exactly what they do but they have fans apparently.” Where he’s always a natural when it comes to parties, Miko knows that Rom isn’t so much for it. He moves his hand so it’s massaging the back of Rom’s neck with slight pressure, a gesture of comfort that he hopes will translate well. “How about you? Are you doing good? Where’s your date?”
highsway:
“ big exclusive event?? chances of meeting celebrities?? why i’m here should be pretty obvious!! well, that and the fact that somehow, everyone i know is attending. and i don’t want to be all sad and alone at home, y’know?? ” she’s still skirting over the how someway, and only hopes he doesn’t bring it up again. “ and yeah, i’m really okay. absolutely average. completely regular. ”
she takes a moment to fully think about what she can see. the height, the suit, the hair. she thinks can picture his face now easily, but still she needs the confirmation, so she reaches her hands out for his face- where it should be at least- and fumbles around until she gets to the top of his head (which is a feat, considering the clear height distance between them).
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“ so, where’s your date?? ” she asks, with a casual indifference, as if she hadn’t just clearly been trying to figure out his identity with her fingers.
⏤⏤ Okay, that was perhaps a pretty stupid question. The more appropriate one should have probably been ‘how did you get in here?’ but with Cesca talking nonsense and now---as she seems to blindly reach for his face, Miko forgets whatever he even wanted to ask her, and only one question remains. “Hey,” he says as she fumbles around with his face, expression completely unamused. “Just---what the, ugh, what the hell are you doing! You’re ruining my hair!”
Miko grabs her wrists, keeps them at a considerable distance above her head before she ultimately ruins his hair. It’s still pretty early, the night is still young and Miko is still set to meet a bunch of different people, he can’t look like a doofus already. “My date, nowhere to be found. You however, how’d you get in here?” He asks, the question coming back to him. “You got a date?”
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⏤⏤ Champagne flute in one hand, a semi-famous celebrity’s phone number in the other... safe to say that Miko’s having a pretty splendid night despite his circumstances. Maybe losing his date so early on into the night wasn’t so bad after all. He’s making all these connections, brushed elbows with someone who looked like Harry Styles and now, maybe luck truly is on his side tonight because what better way to make his night even greater than seeing a familiar face? He throws back the last of his champagne and hands over the glass to a passing waiter as Miko makes his way to Rom. “Hey cutie,” he greets, draping an arm over his shoulders, “you come here often?”
chickentcnderz:
“ha ha! LOSER.” she laughs, watching as her cousins’ date left him for someone else. “i think we all expected it.” dusting off her dress, looking at herself through her cushion foundation compact. “it’s okay, not everyone is as cute as timothee chalamet.” she snickers. “why did you even come, you’re going to be such a loner now! i’m too embarrassed to be seen by you. step away, big foot, i’m going to go talk to my boyfriend!”
⏤⏤ “What the fuck?” Miko exclaims at the sudden familiar voice, far too familiar for his liking and when he turns to look at who it is, Miko needs a while to actually process it. “Where the hell did you come from?” Genuine question, unlike the first one. “I’m not going to be a loner---I have the power of friendship.” He denies vehemently, laughing as Rue talks about Timothee Chalamet. “You’re still in your Timothee phase? Really thought you would have gotten over it by now. Good luck with that, cousin.”
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paperhertz:
the last thing lena really wanted was to be here. parties were never her thing, and she was just looking for a time and way to get out. with her job, however, she was meant to attend, and so she was just sitting around with a glass of champagne in her hands, hoping that she’d get drunk enough so she didn’t have to bother with anything. “losing your date? was it even an accident?” she laughs because it’s the most miko thing to do. “don’t worry, i don’t know where my date is either. they probably pulled a miko.” she had no date, but it’s not like she could ever say that out loud.
⏤⏤ Miko hasn’t been expecting a response to the statement he blurted out of nowhere, much more from someone he actually knows. The shock registers first, his eyes widening as he looks at Lena and then when her words kick in next, Miko can’t help the laughter that comes out of him even if he tried. “It was an accident!” He insists indignantly, raising his hand for a high-five as a greeting anyway. “Lena! What do you mean pulled a Miko--wow, you wound me! Do you actually think I would abandon my date? I’ll have you know I’m way better than that.” He says with a roll of his eyes, sarcasm dripping with every word he says. To be fair, he probably deserves that. “You look pretty! Where the hell is your date? If they cross you, they cross me. Show me their face so we can hunt him down. If you want to, of course.”
highsway:
being unable to see past just blurry figures in motion is only slightly unnerving. cesca makes do though, and pretends to her best ability that she actually knows what’s going on around her, that she belongs here and didn’t sneak in by way of a cliche spy movie trope.
“ gah!!! ” she exclaims in surprise, when she hears someone heading towards her, her name seemingly stretching across the distance between them. she squints, tries to make out who it is that was heading towards her to no avail. she thinks she might recognise the voice, the manner of speaking, but things are a lot less clear when her vision is obscured this way. “ ‘m fine. just… i mean, i’m cool?? i’m fine. normal and totally relaxed. ”
she skips over the part about why she’s here, not knowing whether or not it would be wise to relay the fact that she’d snuck in, and her method (and subsequent consequence) of sneaking in, when she wasn’t one hundred percent sure who she was talking to yet.
⏤⏤ He cannot explain it, but there’s something fishy with the way Cesca reacted to him calling out to her. Can she not see him properly? When he sees her squinting as he strides over to her side, it’s clear to Miko that she really cannot see him. If Miko has fun teasing Cesca especially when she does not have her contacts on, he’s not telling anyone.
“Normal and totally relaxed, that’s a totally normal response from you, Cesca.” Miko laughs, crossing his arms over his chest as he waits for Cesca to finally recognize him. She must have been so disoriented, because really, Miko expected a kick to a body part of his that Cesca can reach once he neared her but so far---there hasn’t been any kicking or punching or throwing projectiles yet. “So why are you here? Also---are you like, okay, genuinely?”
& ( somewhere in the love alarm new year’s party ) & ... @highsway ...
⏤⏤ Losing his date is not something Miko frets about. Sure, he’s now left to his own devices to handle himself tonight but it’s all good to him, no hard feelings whatsoever. Plus, he’s sure to meet familiar faces in the crowd⏤just sometimes, not the exact kind of familiar face he’s expecting to meet in the party. “Cesca?” He asks, waving over when he spots the girl’s familiar stature over the crowd of people. “Hey!” He calls again, sticking out another long limb to wave at her as he slides between bodies to get to her. “Hey Cesca! Yo! What the hell are you doing here? Are you alright?”
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⏤⏤ It was only a matter of time before Miko lost his date in the throngs of people in the party. It’s not that he’s a bad date.. it’s just... well, he is a bad date. Losing your date after excusing yourself to go to the lavatory to freshen up is probably the worst thing to happen but Miko is already here anyway, a lost date (despite the fact that the sole reason he even got here was through said date) is not going to ruin his New Year’s Eve. Neither is seeing said date already looping arms with another person in a friendly conversation. Miko laughs to himself, shaking his head as he speaks to no one in particular. “I don’t know why, but I kind of expected that.”