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beavtiful-liar:

“No I think wake all deserve a few hooky days”  he laughed, “so long as we keep who keeps calling in the cute little witch to fix him up a secret we are good”  he nodded Patting Ian’s legs.  “What are we reading”  he snatched up the book.

“I’m not little!” Ian said instantly, sitting up to more properly defend himself against these very, very heinous insults. “You and Minho, I swear, I’m not that little.” He was still pouting when the book was snatched away and he made a grab for it, grumbling when it was a little too far away. “Don’t lose my page! My friend loaned me his Haikyu collection because it’s his favorite. Wanna read with me?”

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beavtiful-liar:

Minho just watched Ian as he runs his thumb over his lips.  “Maybe”  he nodded with big eyes before he leaned up and Kissed Ian again.  he felt like he had been with him for ages.  “hmm you taste like pizza”

“Like your favorite pizza,” Ian replied, grinning as he melted into the kiss and then settled against him again. “This is... not how I expected this to go. Like at all.”

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beavtiful-liar:

Soon Jae sat down and sighed.  “Why do i put up with him some days”  he muttered looking up as if the sky would answer him.  “that what you do when i call you in to heal his stupid ass?”  He smirked knowing Ian did the job and then some usually. 

“Because he’s great even when he’s awful,” he replied easily, throwing his feet up and over Soon Jae’s legs. “I don’t mind the magic work. It’s the heavy lifting and dirty stuff I’m avoiding. There’s animals to clean and stuff and I’m honestly just not into it. You gonna tell on me?”

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beavtiful-liar:

“yes that must be it how could I miss the pepperoni and Onion part”  he laughed shaking his head.  He rested his cheek on Ian’s shoulder.  “But really you just feel like you belong right here right now”

“Must be,” Ian nodded, wiping a hand on the napkin and then turning over to thumb over Minho’s lips. “Maybe I do. I’m a witch. I deal in the unexplained, you know? Maybe this is just... right. And that’s all it has to be.”

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beavtiful-liar:

“ahhh,  I need a tracker on his ass,  or in it.  maybe that earing or I can just tag him like they do pets.  He better have paid it cause I’m not sure what some of the girls will do if the water gets shut off again.”  His day off and he’s off trying to baby shit his own pack leader.  “What have you been doing,  I’m no longer in the mood to find him, Because I might actually put a tracker in him.”

“Alright, well, don’t do that,” Ian replied quickly, putting up a hand. “I mean, I can put a tracker on him, but he won’t like it, and every time you use it, it’ll ping me too.” Minho didn’t like magic for everything, but it was probably better than a chip in him. He shrugged, lifting the book in his hands with a smile. “Avoiding doing real work so I can read comics. Sit with me. He’ll turn up. Don’t worry about it.”

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beavtiful-liar:

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“Have you seen Min-ho.  He ran off when i asked if he paid the water bill this month.  Yelled something about witches and marshmallows.  Which I’m figuring was some ploy to distract me”  Soon Jae sighed shaking his head.  Minho was generally good at keeping up with the bills but everyone slips up.  And it was the anniversary of his change.   he was always distracted around this time of year.

Ian looked up, raising a brow at the man. “Nooo? Should I?” He probably should. They were most definitely dating now, and he was probably the witch in question, but he was only there to get away from being at work, where they would make him do work. “I mean, he probably did, and if he didn’t, he’s probably going to go do it now that you’ve reminded him, right?”

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beavtiful-liar:

“Watch it I got those fuckin’ shifter senses”  he joked as he reached over and put an arm around Ian’s shoulder.  “I suppose your right,  And they do owe us making money off of us”  he laughed as he watched Ian and kissed his forehead.  “why do you feel so right?”

Ian poked at Minho’s side, but settled against him pleasantly anyway. “Yeah, and I’m sure they’ll be plenty annoying too later on.” He looked up at the question, chewing pizza slowly and then leaning over to kiss his cheek lightly. “Because I like pepperoni and onion maybe,” he teased, cheeks dusted pink again.

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beavtiful-liar:

“Please tell me in what world  they will not smell you all over me?”  He asked.  With a laugh.  he shook his head again and smiled.  “It will be fine depending on who wins I might take a cut and take you out to a nice dinner hmm?  I mean we are the ones the really earned it.”

“Fuckin’ shifter senses,” Ian mumbled, moving closer and pressing against Minho’s side. If they were going to smell it anyway, then there was no reason to not snuggle up. (Not to mention, he sort of wanted to.) “Ahh, I like that plan. They owe us. And if it’s someone who won’t give you a cut, let me know and I’ll get it from them myself.”

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Sebin wasn’t an outdoor person, and when he did go outside, it tended to be when he was venturing out for supplies he couldn’t get online or needed to buy food. Today was a supply run day. Except the run came to a complete standstill when he fell backwards, hitting the ground with an ‘oof!’ “It’s… It’s okay. It’s… Sorry… Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Gun assured him, sitting up quickly and grabbing for his phone before it got stepped on. Not cracked, thank god. “Yeah, no, I’m fine.” He pulled himself up, then offered a hand to the other man with a smile. “You’re not hurt then?”