To the Moon and back

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❝ Ren ❞ Moonsprite Academy Nurse AU/OC OPEN Insolitus Academy Para Preferred Plotting Encouraged tracking: nurseren, nursrenia nurseren ia

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Magic & Medicine [ Ren & Kouyou]

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There was perhaps only a brief moment in which the warlock spared the thought that it was entirely possible that he was causing a perfectly friendly request for help into a series of small regrets for having approached the warlock at all. It was fleeting, of course, and thereforeKouyou disposed of the thought as quickly as he had conjured it. Even were he discouraging the fellow who dared communicate with him, the warlock felt no form of sympathy or regret for his harsh verbal tones.

It seemed to drive home the idea that his time was not something he was willing to waste on someone incapable, because the male coworker returned his gaze with a sort of conviction that spoke more firmly than his words did. His words were feeble, at best, and had the warlock been judging the other based on that solely, he would have turned on his heel and walked away without consenting to help with anything.

“You can promise whatever you want, I don’t take promises seriously. Only effort and result matters to me.” This useless thing. Kouyou was irritated beyond belief already, and if that irritable fuse continued to spark in increments that, should it reach the peak point, it would be unfavorable to the nurse. At least this time around, he got the name correct instead of attaching a ‘sensei’ to the end.

Eyes bearing the hues of darkest brown took their time sizing up the nurse, evaluating anything in particular that would indicate grounds for a useful trade. Since he did seem fairly earnest in his desire to attain knowledge of magic for medicinal usage, the warlock decided to let him off easy this once. Hopefully it would deter him from seeking out his guidance again in the future. “Helping people. Pah.” The warlock reached out and without asking, plucked a few strands of the nurse’s colored hair straight from the roots. “I will take this as our exchange.” The warlock said, encasing them as he spoke within the dimensions of an airborne box that he summoned to keep the strands until they could reach his office. “Follow me.” Without another word, he turned and led the way to the witches‘ tower.

Ren tried to maintain eye contact with the professor in front of him, but it was just...difficult. The man radiated cold and darkness. His words and even his tone made Ren flinch even though, at this point he was being much less hostile than before. Ren was beginning to think that the professor could be talking about his deep love for puppies and cupcakes and it would still sound terrifying to the sensitive moon sprite.

He kept his eyes downcast but nodded obediently as the professor stated promises carried no weight with him. Ren could definitely respect his result-oriented nature. His reaction to Ren's value in helping people, well, it didn't surprise him. He expected that sort of response from the sour-faced man.

What he did not expect was to feel hair suddenly being pulled from his head. Ren balked, eyes wide. He lifted a hand, gingerly rubbing the area on his scalp that was screaming from having his hair wrenched out. Ren continued to stare with wide eyes as the professor actually encased his hair in a box, presumably for future use.

Ren's heart began to pound wildly. This was...this was bad. There were many people in the world who, if they had a few strands of your hair for whatever reason, it wouldn't matter. In some cultures at one point or another it had even been considered romantic to have a lock of someone's hair that was special to you.

A grouchy warlock was NOT someone you wanted to have possession of a piece of your person.

Ren was so distraught that he nearly missed the professor's order to follow him. He flinched and then stumbled forward after him. "T-t-takashima-san? Wh-what exactly are you going to do with that hair?" Ren choked out nervously as he struggled to keep up with his pace while he led him to the Witches Tower.

#para: magic and medicine #uruha-ia #this cannot end well for reny lmao

Doveport: Moonlight Dip [ Ren & Travis ]

"It’s fine," said Travis.

Always one for surprises, pretty much immediately after he had assured Ren, the veela reached down into the water and started to remove his underwear right there instead. His chin touched the surface as he bent to get his boxer-briefs off of one foot, still wading in shallow-ish water due to the moon sprite’s height. When he was done, he wadded up his underwear into a ball, wringing out the water between them.

"See?" he said, "Nothing to worry about."

Ren watched Travis as he moved around a little awkwardly in the water. He couldn't tell what he was doing but he innocently thought maybe he'd stepped on something sharp or maybe some kind of plant was tickling him; some kind of explanation that did NOT involve Rav taking his underwear off because, he wouldn't do that.

However, in most cases involving Rav, Ren was wrong.

Ren gasped, eyes wide as dinner plates as he watched the Veela produce wadded up fabric and blatantly start wringing the water out in front of him. "T-travis..." Ren hissed, his annoyance pushing past his fear that Rav would sexually assault him at some point. He was getting really tired of this cat and mouse game. Rav had plenty of opportunites when they were alone to do something if he was going to do it.

If it was shock value he liked, well, there wasn't really that much that didn't shock Ren. But as for making actual advances, Rav hadn't made any in ages. His threats seemed to be empty. And yes, Ren considered Rav's apparent willingness to sexually accompany him a threat.

Ren huffed, cheeks pink due to the indecency of his companion. "You're incorrigable," Ren scolded softly as he looked away.

#iadoveport #ravnasser

Doveport: Moonlight Dip [ Ren & Travis ]

Ravi’s eyebrows furrowed, frowning at the reaction that he got. Ren seemed to tense up immediately and hide himself, skittish around the veela. He’d just have to show Ren that it was okay to relax into it. This time he didn’t want to fuck Ren just for the sake of it and his ego - he wanted to do it for the sprite. It was really, really too bad that these two motives were virtually indistinguishable when it came to the constant sleaze that eminated from the janitor.

"I’ll make room," he declared. So, instead of getting completely naked, Travis began to slowly wade into the lake after Ren. Arms up over the water, he really paid no mind to what he looked like, his objective to just be close to the moon sprite right now at the forefront of his thoughts.

As soon as he got close, he could see that Ren was trying to cover himself up. The veela let out an exasperated sigh, hitting a wall every single time when it came to Ren’s safeguarding of his chastity; always so decent…

"…I know what guys look like," Travis said bluntly, a little bit offended that Ren would think so lowly of him as to take advantage - despite all of his previous behavior completely justifying that suspicion. And the thing was, in the future, that suspicion would be justified again when the veela’s motives changed in their flux.

But did Ren have to be that way right now?

Ren bit his bottom lip, unintentionally holding his breath as he watched the Veela on the shore. His body was tensed, arms ready to cover his face at the first hint Rav was going to drop his shorts. But he didn't. Ren's eyebrows furrowed and he frowned, extremely confused when Rav started wading into the water without taking off all his clothes. This was Rav we were talking about, surely he would take any chance to completely strip down and show off...and try to poke anything that moved with his dick.

The fact that he hadn't, the fact that, at this point, his underwear was soaking wet, said a lot to the naive moon sprite. Could it really be? Did Rav just want to take a swim with him and he wasn't actually going to do anything inappropriate? Why else would he endure the discomfort of walking around with wet underwear if it wasn't to reassure Ren of his innocent intentions? And it wasn't like Rav would just take his underwear off in the middle of the lake - he'd never be able to find it again! Not even Travis would parade around Doveport with no underwear beneath his pants!

Ren couldn't quite get the suspicious expression off of his face by the time Rav was close to him though. He looked down at himself self-consciously when Rav pointed out he wasn't hiding anything he hadn't seen before. Ren scowled cutely and unfolded his arms, daring to let his guard down with Rav who, he honestly wanted to trust. "Sorry..." he mumbled softly.

#iadoveport #ravnasser

Doveport: Tastes Like Heaven [ Ren & Kai-chan ]

Ren wasn’t the only one wandering around Doveport, looking wide-eyed at anything and everything he could get his glowing little eyes on. And also just like Ren, when he spotted a bakery with all sorts of sweets organized in the window, he made a beeline right inside. Of course he could never turn down any sweets! He didn’t think he’d be able to actually BUY those sweets, but maybe he could just taste by smell… Or something.

He was surprised when he heard a familiar voice next to him and glanced over, then grinned brightly when he recognized the school’s nurse. “Why choose? You should just get both!” He giggled, leaning a bit closer to the display and eying said desserts hungrily. “Mmmm, I would get it ALL if I could, it all looks so yummy!”

Ren's eyes widened when he realized one of his most precious students had wandered into the shop with him. He beamed at Kai when he suggested he get both. Either he had read his mind or it was what anyone would do when tempted with such yummy treats. Ren bit his lip, deciding to give into temptation.

He watched as the young phoenix eyed the case as well, eyebrows rising as he wondered if Kai had any spending money with him. Not every student had a wealthy family somewhere sending them checks so they could play while at school. Whether Kai could afford sweets or not, Ren had already made up his mind to treat the cute student.

"I'll get these two and you pick two, Kai-chan...and we'll share, okay?" Ren encouraged sweetly.

#iadoveport #kaichan-ia

Doveport: Moonlight Dip [ Ren & Travis ]

The familiar shock of platinum blonde hair caught the veela’s eye - bright white in the moonlight, reflecting cool blues and flowing over his petite shoulders. The veela had gotten an eye for white hair like that since he boarded at the academy since both his unrequited lover and his enemy had it, so he’d learned to be on the lookout for the skirt to chase or the staff to avoid secondarily.

Doveport was a paradise, a place of unparalleled beauty, and he’d found himself relishing in the experience of it. Heavenly and above the clouds, among winged creatures of all sorts, fairies, mermaids and their ilk; there was no shortage of conversation, and even though he’d felt so monstrous with his recent discovery, like he could have been outside of God’s jurisdiction and love this entire time, he still revered the angels and they were kind to him in turn. But, fearing the answer, he was still too afraid to ask if he was loved by them.

Ren was familiar, he felt safe, put up with his bullshit so far - and in Travis’ warping reality, Ren was the only current constant. His fear of change mingled with his desire to sleep with the nurse, creating a volatile cocktail of needy emotional attachment; the vagabond had no home to go back to outside of the academy, and he was sick for one. He projected so much onto the moon sprite…

The janitor brushed a branch out of the way to follow Ren to the lake, hanging back as the he began to wade into the water. He watched as the pale sprite relaxed into it, a state of being that he’d seldom seen the chronic worrier in. It was nice to see Ren so relaxed and carefree, and his heart clenched in his chest when he self-loathingly realised that he must have been such a burden. If only he could help Ren relax like that.

…Well, he knew of one way.

The veela stepped forward and stripped off his shirt, tossing it aside near Ren’s clothes. The shoes, socks, and pants came with, and by the time he addressed the sprite, his thumbs were already hooked on the elastic of his censor-bar-esque boxer briefs.

"Been a while since I’ve been skinny dipping!" he called out to Ren.

Ren was blissfully happy, completely calm. The tension was seeping out of his body and sinking far down to the bottom of the lake. When a familiar voice broke the peaceful night chorus of wildlife and the gentle lapping of the lake water, Ren gasped loudly. He lurched, half sinking as he turned around. His dark eyes were wide with alarm and widened further when he spotted Travis at the shoreline, already undressed. His body went rigid, his tension returning tenfold. He crossed his arms over himself even though the dark water and the moon's reflection surely masked his naked skin now that he was resubmerged.

Ren would've been flustered, after all, the janitor's physique was a sight to behold. Tall, broad shouldered, toned muscles and tanned skin. There was no doubt that Travis was an Adonis if ever there was one. But, the moon sprite was currently too embarrassed and terrified that Rav had witnessed him undressing and taken the coincidence as a perceived invitation to deflower him in the middle of the lake.

The thumbs hooked into his underwear were more of a threat to Ren than any sort of weapon Travis could have aiming at him. "Tr-TRAVIS NASSER! Don't you dare!" Ren choked out, delayed blush catching up to his cheeks at this point. "You're not invited...the lake's full!" he insisted, hoping there was some way he could dissuade Travis from entering, but there was honestly no way he could go back to relaxing thinking Rav might be lurking somewhere nearby.

#iadoveport #ravnasser

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Yongguk couldn’t remember a single day in his life that he was physically ill, but he supposed the concept was reasonable. He had always been sure to avoid jobs that required medical screenings, but he was now surrounded by people like him — or at least, kind of like him, and in the name of peace, transparency wasn’t too much to ask in his book. So, with a bag slung over his shoulder he peered down at the gentle features of the man he assumed to be in charge through his bangs.

"Right. Of course. Um, my name is Bang Yongguk, I’m 217, I’m an elf mix…. Between and Snow Elf and a High Elf, and I’m male." He was glad his eyes tended to be difficult to see behind his shaggy bangs because they quickly dropped to his feet as he admitted his pedigree. Still, he didn’t miss a beat in his speech, not wanting to take too much of the nurse’s time, "Nothing in particular I can think of. I was told I have clinical depression a very long time ago, I’m not sure what the expiration date on a diagnosis is, though."

The nurse's big dark eyes surveyed Yongguk closely as he spoke, trying to see through the student's hair to his eyes, but he broke his gaze so that he could write down the elf's information correctly and neatly on his form. Ren glanced up again when Yongguk elaborated that he was biracial. It wasn't something Ren would know just from looking at him, but from the way he pointed it out and then paused, Ren felt that it might be something Yongguk considered to be a flaw.

He went back to his writing until Yongguk concluded his speech. "Oh..." he said softly, the sound escaping his lips before he realized how it might sound. He meant it in a concerned way, but it was definitely open for debate on how Yongguk interpretted it. Ren smiled apologetically at Yongguk, wishing he could see his eyes so he could tell for certain if he'd offended him or not. "Depression isn't something to take lightly," Ren said, his tone ever so slightly warning.

"It's not easy to adjust to a new environment," he went on, empathy apparent on his delicate features. "If you feel like you're struggling or even if you just don't feel quite like yourself, you should come see me, Yongguk-ssi," Ren encouraged softly but then worried Yongguk might get the impression that he was eager to feed him drugs.

"We can just talk...or I can just talk. You don't have to talk, if you don't want to I mean. But you can, if you want!" he insisted, waving his hands in front of him slightly as he tried to fix any kind of misunderstanding there might be, but ended up awkwardly rambling. He concluded his outburst with a sigh, smiling weakly before looking down at his desk. Sometimes the more he wanted to help, the less helpful he felt!

#screening #yonggukia

Doveport: Moonlight Dip [ Ren & Travis ]

The suns had set and the Moon was closer than Ren had ever seen it. His legs were sore from walking and his arms were rather sore from the bags he was lugging with him. He'd had a very busy day shopping and sightseeing in Doveport but despite being tired and achy, he had a perfect idea on how to relax for the rest of the night.

Having heard about the lake just outside of town, Ren made his way there. He was quite pleased to find it deserted or at least, it seemed deserted. The moon's reflection rippled on the water as Ren approached. He set his bags down near a large rock, sighing with relief to be free of the extra weight. He leaned against the rock as he looked out over the water.

It was so calm and peaceful here, absolutely beautiful. He slipped out of his shoes and dipped his toes in the water, surprised to feel the temperature was quite warm and pleasant. After looking around again, Ren bit his lip uncertainly. A swim sounded like such a nice idea! But the last thing he wanted was for someone to come along and steal his purchases - or worse, his clothes!

Deciding to take the risk, Ren shyly undressed. He laid his clothes neatly against the rock and pulled his hair up off his neck as he cautiously waded into the water in his underwear. The moon sprite sighed contentedly as the water covered him. He drifted out further into the water and closed his eyes, spreading his body out to float on the surface of the water and soak in the moonlight.

#iadoveport #ravnasser

Doveport: Tastes Like Heaven [ Ren & ??? ]

Ren wandered down the beautiful streets of Doveport, parasol shielding him from the sun. He window shopped, perusing the quaint shops until he came across a bakery. Ren's dark eyes widened, sparkling with delight. He entered the shop without a second thought. The glass front case was filled with incredibly intricate and delicious looking pastries and sweets. It took Ren ages to decide what he wanted to eat because everything looked so amazing.

The moon sprite frowned and sighed deeply. "Do you think I should get this one...or this one?" he asked the person standing beside him, secretly hoping they would suggest he try both so he didn't feel as embarrassed about ordering two desserts instead of just one. This was a special occasion after all! It'd be okay if he splurged a little, right?!

#iadoveport #ia:open

Doveport: Pins & Needles [ Ren & ??? ]

When presented with the opportunity to spend a few days in the fabled community of Doveport, Ren couldn't resist! A city in the Heavens? Even if he had to literally endure two suns, he wouldn't pass up the opportunity to be so close to the Moon in the evening. He dressed in white and carried a white parasol; anything he could do to reflect the sun's light away from him. It wasn't unbearably hot but the brightness was still dizzying.

One thing the moon sprite wanted to do for sure was attend a knitting workshop that he'd heard about. He knew how to knit but the idea of having his own blanket woven with moonbeams was too amazing to pass up. He was also very curious about knitting a blanket from sunshine. He had not yet met his boyfriend Jimin's employer and foster father, who happened to be a vampire. It was only natural for the thoughtful moon sprite to rack his brain for a meaningful gift he could give the man when he met him for the first time. If the man hadn't taken Jimin in when he was a child, there was no telling what would've happened to him.

For vampires, who lived in cold and darkness, maybe a blanket made with fragments of the sun would be able to warm their cold bones. At least, that's what Ren was thinking. If Seunghyun opened the box and burst into flames, well, that might not be too bad either. From what Jimin had told him, the man seemed to treat his loyal companion more like a pet than an actual person. Having Jimin all to himself actually sounded pretty great, the more he thought about it.

Ren closed his parasol and entered the knitting shop, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the dimmer lighting. "Hello," he greeted politely, bowing to the people who were already inside. He took a seat where the one beside him was open, hoping maybe someone from the Academy would show up and keep him company.

#iadoveport #ia:open

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Nowhere to Go - {Jimin & Ren}

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Jimin was relieved when Ren agreed that he could stay. Truthfully he could have slept about anywhere in his canine form but at least this way he’d get to spend a bit more time with Ren. When Ren mentioned the idea of looking for a new job, Jimin’s heart actually ached. Sure tonight’s incident had been horrible and he’d been kicked out of the place he’d called home for fifteen years, but Seunghyun was the only family he’d ever really known. He wasn’t sure he could just walk away from that.

Jimin nodded in agreement to keep from thinking about it anymore tonight. Even if he tried to explain the situation to Ren he wasn’t sure he’d fully understand. It probably wouldn’t have made sense to most people. It wasn’t like he thought of Seunghyun as his father or even a brother but he was the only person who’d given him a chance to have a normal life and never once looked at a him like he was some kind of monster.

Jimin perked up again when Ren offered to stay with him. His eyes followed Ren as he cleaned up and put his things away. Everything he did was just so delicate and graceful. Jimin was pretty sure he could just sit in the infirmary and watch Ren work every single day and never tire of it. When Ren asked him he’d be able to sleep Jimin almost started insisting he’d be fine and it was nothing and he could handle himself…until Ren offered to sing him to sleep.

"Yeah…I think that might help…" he agreed as he got up from the bed and walked over toward Ren, leaning back against the counter beside him. "I think it might help too if…umm…you know, well are any of these beds big enough for two people? I just think I wouldn’t be able to sleep by myself tonight…" Jimin explained awkwardly, knowing it was probably going to make him look super wimpy but if he got to share the same bed with Ren all night it would definitely be worth it.

Ren smiled shyly, glancing up at Jimin when he leaned back against the counter beside him. He felt nervous about singing in front of Jimin but he knew that regardless of how his voice sounded, he would be able to help Jimin fall asleep which was what was most important. But he did secretly hope Jimin would be impressed. He really wanted Jimin to like him.

He finished putting everything away as Jimin went on, his dark eyes widening when he asked if any of the beds were big enough for two. Ren flushed scarlet, the color reaching all the way to his ears. He looked down, delicate hands gripping onto the counter because he was worried his suddenly weak knees might just give out and send him to the ground.

He didn't dare make eye contact with Jimin. He thought he must be joking, teasing him because he knew he would blush. But then part of him wondered if Jimin might really be serious. If he didn't feel safe, if he wanted to feel someone close to him...how could Ren say no? The truth was, Ren didn't want to say no for any reason.

"Th-this one on the end is slightly bigger..." Ren whispered even though he'd been trying to speak at a normal tone, his voice just wouldn't cooperate. He started to look up, attempting to meet Jimin's eyes but his got stuck as they tried to wander off of Jimin's upper body. "Do...do you want something to put on?" Ren asked reluctantly.

#para: nowhere to go #cuddlypuppy

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Comatose [ Ukwon || Ren ]

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Ukwon watched as the moon sprite doted about his paper with scribbles. He checked his pulse; he looked at him up and down as he sat there in silence. An eagle before its prey, a lion on the hunt; that is what he felt like all doctors were. Time ticked as if it were walking through molasses. His hands matted in his t-shirt as the film of sweat gathered into a single drop that ducked beneath his collar. He could feel the moisture wicking down his back, arching over the curves of his shoulders. Hyper sensitive to his surroundings, he felt as if a small weight was placed on his chest. His head reeled with either an escape route, or a means of reasoning with the man on how to get the drugs for free.

Maybe he could say he was prone to migraines and he needed that medicine. Perhaps he could say he had a recent surgery and wanted some sort of painkiller. Would that get him vicadin? Could he numb himself with whatever the other gave to him with a suspicious glance? How gullible was the nurse? Not very, presumably. If moon sprites lived as long as he gathered they did, this one was blessed with as much longevity as he was. That meant he had seen his fair share of drug antics – especially being in the medical field.

But how smart could he actually be if he wore the obvious key around his neck for the cabinet? The soft shimmer of the metal bounced and reflected from under his shirt. It was so easy, all he had to do was reach out and pin the man down and he could get the key. His eyes, wandering, met with the moon sprites worried look.

He knows your plan, dipshit.

“I think you know why I’m here,” he started. He leaned in towards the man now, his eyes settling into the gaze he had on his victims at the club. The irises of his eyes filled with a growing black as he smiled, his lips twitching ever so slightly. The room was eerily quiet now, only the shallow breath of the males in the room sounded against the white walls.

For a brief moment, someone’s eyes flashed in the back of his mind. Her inquisitive look made him stop, his hand again now touching the hilt of the dagger at his side. Hyuna in his mind was frowning, telling him not to do this, not to be violent. But he needed his fix, he wanted that high. He didn’t know if he could stop himself this time…im sorry..

“I think you know why I’m here...”

Ren suddenly felt very cold. A shiver ran through him, drawing goosebumps to his pale skin. He knew it was obvious on his face just how frightened he was growing. He couldn't hide his emotions well so it was simple for Ukwon to see how intimidated the smaller man was. However, just because he was frightened, didn't mean he was just going to hand Ukwon exactly what he wanted.

Ren took a shallow breath, eyes still on Ukwon's hand as it gripped the hilt of his dagger. The gentle moon sprite slowly lifted his arm, his soft, cool hand gently resting on Ukwon's, over top the dagger. He looked up, big dark eyes reflecting Ukwon's like a mirror. "You're here...to get help, aren't you Ukwon-ah?" he whispered, a hint of pleading in his voice.

Ren knew very well the lengths an addict would go to get a fix, but it didn't mean Ukwon was beyond reasoning with. If he could appeal to his emotions, find out what or who Ukwon valued enough to clean himself up for, then maybe he could help him and keep him from doing something he would hopefully regret.

#para: comatose #kimukwonia

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I'm Sorry You Broke Your Leg || Ren & Sulli

Sulli hesitated for a moment in front the double doors, through the glass sliding opening doors she could see the tools of the trade. As soon as she took a step inside the scent of the disinfectant and medical tools/medicine. As the healer walked into the infirmary she looked for the head nurse but he was no where in sight “U-Um excuse m-me, I-I’m looking for uh…um” Sulli looked down at the name written in marker on the palm of her hand “M-Mr.Ren” She asked someone as they walked past her but the healer didn’t get a respond so she just stood there not knowing what to do or where to go.

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Ren was sitting at his desk, elbow propped on a stack of papers, wrist turned so delicate fingers could pinch the bridge of his nose as he tried to fend off a headache. The infirmary was actually very busy today. He hadn't seen this much action in a few months; in fact, not since the last Friday the 13th had things been so chaotic!

When he glanced over and noticed a young woman who seemed a bit lost but otherwise in good health, Ren perked up. He stood up from his chair and beckoned to her with a friendly wave. He smiled warmly as she came closer. "Are you Miss Sulli?" he asked as he stepped around the desk and reached out, slipping his hands into hers when she nodded.

"I'm so happy you made it! I could really use your help today," he said appreciatively as he squeezed her hands and then led her towards a bed with a groaning student lying in it. "I'm Nurse Ren, by the way," he said softly. "And this young man seems to be suffering from a terrible stomach ache," he explained as he gestured to the boy lying in the bed clutching his stomach. "Do you think you can help him?"

#para: sorry you broke your leg #choisulli ia

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Comatose [ Ukwon || Ren ]

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The world seemed to get a whole lot brighter as he walked into the nurses office. His pulse picked up against his thin skin, his eyes widening at all of the tools around the room. Not once had he seen so much electronics in one room, and it made him on edge for some reason. Granted, he had spent almost a year not at the academy, you would think he would be used to the ‘beeps’ and ‘boops’ of the cell phones and ipods and all that since he had one himself. But the room just seemed to ache with a flow of electricity he didn’t want to feel.

As he sat, he saw the nurse grabbing their clipboard, as if they would be able to figure out what was wrong with him by some simple questions. He tried to remain cool, his eyes scanning like a submarine for nearby pills. When he couldn’t find any, he grumbled but looked at the nurse. “Kim Ukwon, Night elf, and 135 years old.” The age lingered on the tip of his tongue as he realized how actually old he was. Compared to some of the fledging students, even his fiancee, he was rather ancient. Wringing his hands not so gently, his head throbbed as his fingers itched towards his dagger. He needed something to get the drugs into his system, but what?

He leaned his head back against the pillow, a small film of sweat covering the back of his neck. This was torture. This was hell, wasn’t it? He had every oportunity to go and find something. And yet he had to sit here and be questioned.

The moon sprite carefully recorded the information he was given, planning on looking up Ukwon's information just as soon as he could do so in private. Although he was desperately curious to know if the previous nurse had encountered problems with the student before, Ren was too polite to go sit down at his desk, pull out what was potentially a large file and start 'hmmmm'ing and eyeballing Ukwon in a judgmental way from across the room as he read each offense.

From what he could see with his own eyes though, he looked clammy and pallid; unwell. And Ren didn't believe it was due to an illness. Ukwon seemed very agitated when there was no reason to be. The infirmary might seem like a frightening place to some but it was actually quite pleasant when you came inside.

The room was large and open, with big windows lining the walls. The privacy curtains surrounding the single beds were pulled back against the wall when not in use. There were no frightening medical appliances in sight as, there was an infrequent need for such devices. This was a magic school, after all. Many ailments could be cured with potions and tonics or whispered magic words. Ren preferred all natural remedies to prescription medications but he did have those on hand too.

Everything intimidating was hidden away in the adjoining room. The 'hospital' feel of the room was as diminished as Ren could manage to make it. A large room with comfy beds, a soothing place to rest, which was why Ren had so many students coming in complaining of ailments that seemed to be cured after a short nap. The only real indicator that the room was used for medical purposes were the large wooden cabinets with glass front doors that housed row after row of bottles. Some were filled with pills, other with liquids but each door had a brass keyhole and was kept locked; at all times.

Ren wore the key around his neck on a cord and he kept that tucked under whatever he was wearing, hidden from view and in a place where he could literally feel its presence. He knew the medications and drugs he had on hand were a dangerous temptation and he didn't take guarding them lightly. However, Ren had no great strength, no fearsome attacks to keep thieves away; just the hope that no one would assault him or break in while he was elsewhere.

Looking at Ukwon now, Ren felt a tightening worry in his chest. Students had tried to weasel prescriptions from him before and failed but if Ukwon was truly addicted and in a situation where he couldn't get a fix, robbing the infirmary was probably a very real option for him. It was only a little moon sprite that barred his path. Ren's dark eyes trailed down Ukwon's body as he perched beside him on the side of the bed. He watched his twitching fingers, fingers that were dangerously close to his dagger. Ren swallowed nervously, wondering just how desperate the addict in his infirmary was becoming.

#para: comatose #kimukwonia

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Travis + Ren // Primadonna

Ravi scratched his temple, looked around to see if they were within earshot of anybody, his other hand stuffed in his pocket. He was playing it casual, but the fact that he was playing it was obvious; he looked everywhere but at Ren’s face, because he Didn’t Care, so why would he want to see Ren’s reaction?

"So are you going to dress up?" asked the veela, checking his fingernails, suddenly finding his cuticles fascinating. He was pushing his luck, but thus far, Ren was telling him exactly what he wanted to hear - expertly placating his ego. Ravi felt like he was in control, whereas Ren was handling him. He threw a tantrum and the moon sprite responded with appeasement.

He was pacified by the notion that he might have the same experience that Ren’s boyfriend had.

The sweet smile that had accompanied Ren's suggestion of dinner started to slip off his lips as Rav started acting so uninterested in what he'd previously been very adamant they do. Ren blinked as Rav avoided eye contact and blinked when he asked if he was going to "dress up" while he examined his fingernails.

Ren slowly smiled again, easily identifying Rav's desire to feel like he would treat this like a special occasion. "Ehhh...dress up? Do I have to?" he complained, grinning sweetly when Rav snapped those blue eyes back to look at him.

"Just kidding~" Ren sang sweetly. "Of course I'll dress up! It's a special occasion!" he insisted as he reached out to give Ravi's head a pat like he'd done for him a few weeks before as a gesture of comfort and reassurance. "Pick me up at six?" Ren asked as he packed up his lunch containers and hugged them to his chest.

He looked up at the ceiling for a moment, as if deciding something. He was mentally going through his closet. "I'm wearing navy, so don't wear black, okay? See you,Ravi!" Ren said sweetly as he fluttered off to get back to work.

#para: primadonna #ravnasser

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Nowhere to Go - {Jimin & Ren}

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Jimin breathed a sigh of relief when Ren insisted that his wounds would heal normally, but it still stung terribly while Ren worked on cleaning them. Jimin winced, trying not to look anymore pathetic than he was sure he already did but it really did hurt. He kept trying to steal a glance at Ren but keeping his head still in order to let Ren clean his wounds made it a bit difficult.

Still, Jimin could tell that something was wrong. His description of what Jimin’s hyung must look like couldn’t have been further off, but when he actually saw those enticing, pink lips slip into a cute pout it seemed more as though Ren was worried that was what his hyung was like. After being completely beat up this was definitely a nice boost to his ego.

"Not even close!" Jimin replied, flashing Ren a reassuring grin. "He’s all broody and unapproachable. He’s never smiled…I don’t think he even knows how. He scolds me a lot too. I guess he’s kind of an attractive guy…but his personality definitely isn’t!" Jimin explained, even though he kind of enjoyed seeing Ren jealous over him.

"Would it maybe be okay if I stayed here tonight? I’m not allowed to go home," Jimin asked, turning to face Ren and giving him those irresistible puppy dog-like eyes. "I don’t need anything special, just one of these beds is fine," he insisted hopefully.

Ren continued to pout but shyly met Jimin's eyes when he clarified what his boss was like. He sounded like a disagreeable guy who would have an equally disagreeable boyfriend. It must be accurate because who in their right mind would hurt someone precious and sweet like Jimin?

When Jimin asked if he could stay at the infirmary for the night because he wasn't allowed to go home, Ren's eyes widened substantially. He couldn't believe his boss had actually told Jimin he couldn't return! "Of course you're staying here!" Ren insisted, eyes lingering on Jimin's adorable puppy dog-like expression. Already he felt like he couldn't deny the boy anything he asked for.

"There's no way I'd let you go back tonight after what happened. In fact...maybe you should look for a new job," Ren suggested with a concerned pout. Jimin's boss obviously didn't appreciate how special he was! "You don't have to think about that tonight though, just relax Jiminie. I promise I'll take care of you," Ren said sweetly, changing the subject as he placed a bandage on Jimin's neck and wiped up the surrounding area so everything was clean.

"I'll stay here tonight too," Ren offered as he took his supplies and put them away and disposed of what was used. "Do you think you'll be able to sleep?" Ren asked, looking over his shoulder at Jimin with a sweetly concerned expression. He was sure Jimin would rather act tough but he had definitely been through a traumatic experience. "I can sing to you, if you have a hard time getting to sleep," Ren offered, looking away from Jimin shyly and going back to his cleaning.

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Fly Me to The Moon (Joonmyun & Ren)

Joonmyun watched the other as he spoke; though he wasn’t particularly interested in what he had to say, but he needed to be polite. He quietly yearned for the times when people didn’t dare approach him out of some kind of fear since he was their superior. On the ship he’d gone out of his way to dissuade that notion, making people feel comfortable around him and becoming almost friendly. Though in the mafia, he had remained more distant, because if you let people get too close then he knew it was likely to wind up dead by the hand of someone you thought was your friend. And here, he became even more distanced from people, not wanting to talk much with his colleagues and despising his students.

"Mhm, how fascinating," he said, though he was sure the sarcasm and irony was present in his voice. Of course, his distaste for the other was not really fueled by any actual grounding, only that he didn’t like his meekness or the fact that he was very obviously one of the magical kinds.

"Not for a long while, I’m sure. It isn’t very easy to get to where I’m from," he shrugged a little. "Is there anything else I can help you with, or…?" he trailed off, leaving it open for Ren if he felt like he wanted to dwell on the topic or not.

Ren could be a bit slow to pick up on when he was annoying someone but the sarcasm in Joonmyun's voice was clear enough for even him to hear. He smiled apologetically, appreciating the fact that he was at least pretending to be interested. He nodded in response as Joonmyun was courteous enough to answer his question but then shook his head, his smile still apologetic. "I'm so sorry to have wasted your time but it was very nice to meet you," Ren said before bowing and going on his way.

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