EYE OF THE STORM

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chanyeol // ‘don’t mess up my tempo’ mv

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✦ ; wind of change

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srxyeeun‌:

she’s pretty sure her eyes have rolled to the back of her head, and if they weren’t attached to her brain through the various muscles that keep them in place, she’s certain they would have rolled out of her eye sockets by now. of course he would set rules on a free lunch, sucking the fun right out of it. she really should have expected as much, but the thought of a free lunch had tickled her fancy a little too much. with a frown that’s more of a pout that anything else, she slouches once again, resting her elbow on the front counter and her chin in her palm.

“i took it off some guy’s hands,” she responds truthfully, though the lie rests in the way that she says it, as if she’d been doing him a favor, and as far as she’s concerned, she was. “he was practically giving them away.” again, another stretch of the truth, because with security as lax as that, he was practically begging her to walk out with what she did—which was much more than she’d given to the twins, another fact chanyeol does not need to know about. “i did him a solid. really.”

she remains straight-faced in her lies, had become far too good at telling them after all those years in what she now considers captivity. she grabs on quickly to the change of topic, though, eyes rolling upward as she goes through the possibilities. as much as she’d love to go to some five-star restaurant and blow all of his catch on three bites of food, district nine isn’t exactly the best place to find places like that. and while the upper districts are a mere train ride away, he’s absolutely right about being seen together at some high profile place, something to which she usually wouldn’t give a second thought, but if he gets in trouble at work because of her, then the twins would undoubtedly suffer some consequences as well.

“hm,” she hums to herself, tapping the pads of her fingers across her cheek, the catalog of lowkey restaurants nearby flashing through her mind. she perks up at the thought of a small ma and pa shop just down the block, a short walk away. “bet you’ve never tried gaia’s best gamjatang.”

          any other person, any other friend, and chanyeol would’ve smacked her upside the head for rolling her eyes like that at him. playfully, of course, but still, he knows there’s a difference in the way he treats carmen compared to others, compared to anyone really. because how long has it been and he’s still wondering why he hasn’t turned her in in any way, shape, or form? he has the means to, and the just cause, but it’ll never come to fruition. he knows that too without even trying. no second thought spared, although second chances and third and fourth, plenty more are given without enough of a fight considering he is a soldier. 

          “ took it off his hands literally, i bet. ” the more she explains, the less he believes her and he normally takes anything and everything she says with a grain of salt. carmen’s too clever for his questions and instead of annoying him as he pretends it does, he’s amused each time. again, more than he should be for someone of his position. all too fond of the robin hood act, he can guess carmen stole it from someone well-off enough to not even notice the device missing but he’s still off-put, especially when he works so that his brother and sister would never have to resort to thievery. 

          her suggestion makes him laugh and his brows shoot up. “ you forget i’m from the area, don’t ya? ” because if it’s not the same place he knows, well   —   guess they’re about to hit up two different places just to settle the score. there’s just no way any other place could beat out the one he loves so much. “ lead the way then, robin. ”

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*•.¸♡ ride along ,

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srxyeeun‌:

a photograph is just that: a simple picture in time, and she can’t believe that chanyeol’s actually found a way to make even that seem like much more than it is. he’s always come across as a stick in the mud and a stickler for rules, and she’s damn certain that if it weren’t for his siblings, she’d be locked up in handcuffs right now—that is, if he’d be able to catch her, but that’s a theoretical perhaps for another day—but this is a whole new level that she didn’t even know could be reached.

that doesn’t mean it should ruin the photo, though, so as much as she wants to just image the sour expression on his face right at that moment, she instead puts on her biggest smile, making a big heart with her hands and arms, fingertips meeting just above her head. it would be absolute blasphemy to be frowning in a photo with a moogle, after all. “everyone say kupo!” she exclaims, imitating the voice of a the aforementioned creature shoulders rising as her pitch does, bending at the waist to lean a bit to the side.

with a flash, the photo snaps and she’s practically barrels into the photographer as she rushes toward him, trying to take a look at the photo just taken. a smile immediately blooms on her face as her eyes are immediately drawn to the tiny little twins and their wide smiles. they’re obviously overjoyed, happy, and she really couldn’t ask for much more, even when she claims to loathe children and all the chaos and disarray they bring.

her eyes are drawn to her own figure next, posing naturally, heart in a perfect shape, framing her head. it’s not her arms that’s the most striking, though. instead, what catches her attention most is her own smile, the most natural she’d seen it in a while, and it instills an inexplicable feeling of anxiety in the pit of her stomach. she turns away from the camera immediately, searching for a distraction, and naturally, it comes in the form of poking fun at chanyeol. “see, was that so hard?” she asks, speaking as if she were addressing an elementary school child after facing some trivial fear. “now you’ll know exactly what to do for next time!”

          he just couldn’t do it. making a heart and acting as if he doesn’t feel conflicted every time he’s around carmen or hears of her. more than the unclear feelings he tries to bury as much as possible, he knows that his duty as a shinhwa soldier, as someone who promised to protect the city and its citizens by ensuring the law is upheld, ought to encourage him to take her in. even if he didn’t ( and he definitely doesn’t ) have it in him to bring her in himself, he has the information. it’d be easy to report but instead, he defects anything that could lead back to her, pretends to know nothing. the bigger lie is that it’s only for the twins, only because his father has become fond of her too, only for his family, and not at all because of his own wishes. 

          so, yes, chanyeol couldn’t make the heart but he does still smile in the photo, sly bunny ears behind the twins and all, which they both complain about after they chase yeeun to the camera and take a look. chanmi’s asking for ‘ just one more, pretty please ‘ and he doesn’t have it in him either to say no right away. when he sees the photo too, even he can’t deny the smile on his lips or carmen’s. there’s no way for him to completely ignore the way it makes his stomach flip. he scoffs at carmen’s words though, eyeing her as he mumbles, “ next time . . .  “ it’s ironic that he complains when he actually likes the sound of a next time. “ come on, there’s other people who want to take pictures. we’ll come back around, okay chanmi? won’t it be pretty if we wait for the sunset? ” 

          gaze directed towards carmen and how jisoo reaches for her hand like it’s second nature, he wonders just how it was possible for her to have entered their hearts so quickly. he blames it on how young and innocent they are, but he knows better. he knows that even with his stubborn principles, even he is swayed by her. 

          “ anyone want churros? then we can look for a chocobo too. ” 

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✦ ; helping hand

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srxminji‌:

her eyes drift from place to place– never settling for long. minji takes her job incredibly seriously, even if it doesn’t look like danger is around. the carnival has been safe and sound for the most part. excluding the occasional drunk or shinhwa anti running their mouth, there hasn’t been anything dangerous enough for her constant attention. to be honest, she’s a little bored, but minji has a reputation, an image to uphold, even if she’s waning slightly. 

she glances over at chanyeol’s voice, tilting her head towards him slightly. blinking at him slowly, she tilts her head– eyes averting from him to the game. the object of the attraction is simple, and it looks…exhilarating in a way that keeps you on your toes. a mindless, fun little game to pass the time. her fingernails tap on her arm, and she hums in thought. pushing off the wall, she takes a few small steps forward, peering down at the game closely. 

“on your level?” she questions quietly, eyes flickering back up. she snorts, a smile twitching at the corner of her mouth. “it…doesn’t really seem that hard.” minji muses. “you just hit the cactuar when it pops out, yes?” she watches chanyeol carefully, eyes narrowing in thought. briefly, her eyes glance over her shoulder– looking over the area briefly. there’s no sign of trouble, struggle or anything of the like. it wouldn’t hurt, would it?

“you don’t have to help me.” she says softly, turning her head back to the other. “i’ll try. and who knows, maybe i’ll be even better than you.” eyes drifting to his, she gives a small, playful smile. 

          he knows this is essentially the calm before the storm   —   at least, that’s how all public events of this scale have felt to him since becoming a shinhwa soldier. but it’s nice to take a break every once in a while, that and he knows that if his stress levels escalate too soon, he’ll lose focus sooner than he’d like. despite the uptight image some, which is really just yeeun, have of him, he strongly adheres to the motto, work hard, play hard. it just happens that her occupation of choice makes chanyeol more tense around her, among other reasons. 

          “ yeah, my level. i know you’re badass and all with a staff noona, but swinging an axe or mallet around to smash something, you gotta admit, is kinda, maybe definitely my thing. ” after all, he’s never met anyone as proud as him to swing his axe around. it’s a beaut, really, and the workmanship is something he’s admired since he was first given it. to him, it’s an honor even if he’s heard time and time again he could wield something else more conveniently. 

          “ oh, is that a challenge? well, okay damn, i didn’t know it was gonna be like that but bring it on! you know i love a challenge, ” or a competition, same difference to him. with a grin and courteous nod of his head, he signals that they’re taking this machine for now to the operator and he’s excited when they’ve given the go-ahead. there’s no point in any rewards to him, not unless the twins want anything but he’s already taken some time to bring them by. 

          although . . . part of him wonders if they’ve made their way back somehow with yeeun. he wouldn’t be surprised, though he’d be happier if his father went along too. convincing him to get as much fresh air as possible proves to be more difficult than it should be for him.  “ come on, noona, show me what you’ve got. ” 

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✦ ; helping hand

          minji noona had easily become one of his favorite hive members   —   which he supposes isn’t saying much when there’s only a handful of them but it is true that he’s warmed up to her more quickly than he had some of the other soldiers each time he rose a rank. his smile didn’t fade each time but he knew of the whispers behind his back and he knows it’s the same for her, that people talk of how quickly she’d been promoted but she works hard and he sees it firsthand whenever they train together. within months, she became a role model and inspiration to him. not to mention, it is nice that she’s pretty. he’d tell her to her face if it didn’t seem awkward. he’d learned the hard way growing up that sometimes compliments like that can be taken the wrong way. 

          “ hey noona, how ‘bout takin’ a break n’ tryin’ your hand at this game? maybe get on my level a bit, ” he jokes, brows lifting as he swings the hammer for whack-a-cactuar, angling it so his idiocy doesn’t pull the mallet free of its string. “ if you get past the second level, i’ll even help ya. ” it’s technically cheating, he knows, but all the kids did it. he definitely did when he was younger and it’s fun. part of him likens it to drumming anyway. 

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the roses I gave you fade by fall…

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*•.¸♡ ride along ,

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srxyeeun‌:

her mouth stands agape, fingers to her chest as she scoffs at his suggestion that she would ignore the chocobos. yes, she’s a moogle fan through and through, loving those little creatures more than she’s ever loved anyone at cosmo canyon, but that doesn’t mean the chocobos won’t be getting some love from her, too. “i am shocked and appalled that you would suggest such a thing,” she says, tone far more dramatic than the situation calls for, “once we find a chocobo, we’re going to take a photo with one of them, too.”

however, once she has her fun with all her dramatics, he says something she should actually feel offended over, but laughter peals from her lips instead because, honestly, she can understand where he’s coming from. she’s the last person who would say she’s any type of good person, and for that reason, she lets his question goes unanswered. even if she doesn’t have anything up her sleeve at the moment, who’s to say that she won’t in the next few minutes?

“oh, will you relax?” she says with a roll of her eyes, pushing her palms against his back in an attempt to nudge him forward because lord knows she wouldn’t be able to do it forcefully. why should she go first when they can all go easily at the same time? “you act like you’ve never taken a photo before.” she changes tactics, moving to the front of him and tugging on his wrist with both her hands, leaning back so she can use the added strength of gravity to help move him along. “if all else fails, use the trusty peace sign. or, if you’re feeling really adventurous, you can even make a heart with your hands.” maybe condescending isn’t the best route to take into getting him to pose for the photo, but it’s always more fun to tease and mess with him. “easy, right?”

          she’s as dramatic as jiwoo is sometimes and he knows it’s one of the reasons they get along so well, chanmi always amused by the antics of the other two. he can’t help that he’s a sucker for seeing the twins so happy and he especially can’t deny that, after befriending carmen, they’re more joyful these days. his free time is less than it was as a soldier and he can’t always take them places but carmen seems to find a way to keep them smiling while he’s working. even his father seems charmed by her and whenever he asks how chanyeol seems to be the only one unaffected, he can only cough awkwardly to avoid answering. 

          it’s not like he can easily tell his father than the woman they’ve been allowing to interact with the twins so often is a criminal. the only thing worse would be if she was somehow affiliated with that eco-terrorist group and he shakes his head at the thought. there’d be no way to work his way around that one, right? 

          “ relax, she says, ” he mutters under his breath, about to shove his hands in his pockets and begrudgingly follow her lead when she takes hold of his wrist instead. “ hey, i can walk, ” but he supposes he’s not surprised because he was about this close to insisting they take it without him. he can’t explain that one to his superiors either if they ever found out but the way jiwoo and chanmi start tugging at his shirt, he’s shit out of luck. dammit, carmen. 

          “ a heart, yeah right ” his language would get more colorful if the twins weren’t around and he thinks there’s something about carmen that makes that side of him come out more. a more blunt side, and he insists to himself it’s not about being more comfortable around her than he is with others. “ go make hearts with the twins, don’t worry about me, ” he shakes his head again, ruffling his fingers through his hair before posing. it probably isn’t too messy right now anyway. looking down, he sees the twins doing exactly that, making hearts and grinning widely and he feels a little guilty that he doesn’t actually mind doing that, just that doing it in front of carmen makes him feel bashful. 

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✦ ; wind of change

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srxyeeun‌:

she genuinely contemplates keeping up her facade, interested in developing this narrative of a santa claus who’s finally gotten so old he’s started to lose his mind, but suddenly he makes an offer she can’t refuse. she doesn’t know if he’s actually that savvy about what a thief like her loves most in the world or if he’s just luckily stumbled upon one of her greatest weaknesses, but if there’s anything on this earth that she loves more than herself, it’s getting something for free. she wouldn’t be proper a thief if she didn’t, now would she?

her lips curl into a wicked smile, eyes shrinking as her cheeks push up against them. even if a free lunch in and of itself sounds so absolutely tempting, she also wouldn’t be herself if she didn’t try to milk this for all it’s worth. “okay…but i get to choose the restaurant,” she says, laying down her terms with finality as she straightens her spine, sitting up properly as she crosses her arms over her chest.

“of course it’s from a store,” she says, and it isn’t a lie exactly. it had to come from a store at some point, otherwise it wouldn’t have ended up in that obnoxiously rich man’s home. chanyeol doesn’t need to know that part, though. it’s not like the man would miss it—he had so many others scattered throughout his home anyway. “satisfied?”

          “ nice try but you’ve gotta pick somewhere lowkey enough. i know you know who i am, ” since his promotion to hive, he’s more cautious of being recognized here and especially around carmen, not to mention he’s never been fond of any fancy type of restaurant if that’s really what carmen would go for just to get the most value out of this. he’d much rather pay her for the device or buy new ones for the twins than go somewhere stuffy and pretentious. 

          no matter how well his family could live now that he’s in hive, he thinks it doesn’t suit him. he prefers simplicity and modesty and it shows most in the way he dresses when off-duty. plain t-shirt and jeans. if he was wearing that now, he’d feel more at ease. “ right . . . ” his tone drips with doubt and he scoffs after he thinks about it, “ where did you take it from, carmen? how about that question instead? ” by now, he should’ve known better but he almost enjoys how she keeps him on his toes; it’s also another excuse for why he’s been ‘ unable ’ to take her in. 

          he has half a mind to tell her he wouldn’t be satisfied until he knows she’s not stealing and that kyungsoo isn’t selling such falsified wares but he recognizes what would be a useless argument. “ so where is it that you want to go anyway? wouldn’t take you as a minotaur steak person. ” 

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*•.¸♡ ride along ,

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of all the people she knows—all the shady characters, shop regulars, members of avalanche, high roller customers—chanyeol is the last person she would ever imagine she’d be touring around the carnival with, chocobo and moogle memorabilia in tow. it’s not that she abhors the idea; rather, it has more to do with the idea that he abhors her. but in that vein, she supposes it makes sense that he’s decided to tag along with her an the twins; this way, he’d be able to keep an eye on her, all while keep his siblings safe.

and she supposes it’s admirable that he’s so protective over them, but is it really all that bad that she’s taken a few things to give them a better life? in the end, aren’t they both working toward the same goal?

in any case, now isn’t the time to ponder ethics. now is the time for fun and games and the celebration of moogles and chocobos, and what better way to do that than to take photos with them! a grin immediately appears as soon as she spots to photo op, and it’s not long before she’s tugging the trio along, skipping backward toward the moogle and what she’s assuming is its assigned photographer. “you have to join us in the photo,” she says to chanyeol specifically, wondering if he’d even be the type to do so, especially considering he’s got a piece in his ear, a telltale sign that if he’s not on the job, he’s at least on call to be so. “you can’t say no! right, guys?” this time she turns her attention to the two excited children, hoping they’d join in on her prodding. “it’s, like, memories or something!”

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          it sounds counter-intuitive, that having carmen accompany them brings him more comfort and relief than annoyance or anxiousness. she’s a criminal by the book, he knows that, and her dossier is longer than some of the most lucrative he’s brought in before, but children are good with judging character. he can’t deny how much his siblings like her, how much they seem to like clinging to her now and it ironically makes his job easier to have her around. the guilt of bringing jiwoo and chanmi to the festivities knowing that he still has to be on duty melts away with how distracted they are with carmen. 

          brows lifting when she suggests a picture, he’s wetting his lips, considering saying no when there’s chatter in his earpiece, mentions of potential avalanche member sightings and suspicious activity, but seeing the excitement on the kids’ faces makes it damn near impossible and he knows she knows that too. shooting her a mild glare, that he doesn’t realize she takes more seriously than he’s ever meant towards her, he reaches out to pat both his siblings’ shoulders. “ what about the chocobos? don’t tell me we’re only gonna take a picture with one and ignore the chocobos? ” moogles are cuter to him but chocobos seem more practical in the field. 

          “ you don’t have something up your sleeve, do ya? ” he murmurs once he’s closer to her and the kids are both clamoring about the moogle. with half a mind to ask if she’s stolen anything since they’ve arrived, he tells himself to relax more, to feel more at ease knowing that he does trust her enough to watch both jiwoo and chanmi if he did have to leave suddenly. it’s more than what he could say for some of his colleagues, that’s for sure. “ how do you pose with a moogle anyway . . . ” he asks contemplatively, brows furrowing slightly as he stares, thinking he’ll be too tall for the frame too. wouldn’t it make more sense height wise for just carmen to take the picture with them? “ you go first. ” ‘course he’ll never admit he likes adding to the collection of photos he has of them, including carmen. 

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✦ ; goblin

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srxkyungsoo‌:

He was a busy man, so he didn’t like having his time wasted. He wakes up in the morning to set up the shop and go on about his business. He occasionally has to watch his back among the shadier characters that walk in. Other times he tries to sell the more oblivious ones these cleansing crystals that are good for your aura or something. Whatever he could do to make a buck. He stood in the back room gathering the things that were next to be picked up, hoping today was going to be a calm and easy day. 

He noticed the sounds first. It was the sound of chaos mixed in with the happiness of children and the pitter patter of their feet that carried their abnormally large heads. The laughter of children, oh how it gave him a headache. He put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it as he felt the migraine coming as they came closer to him. Kyungsoo hears his name and sighs, at least he didn’t have to deal with Carmen, he would rather deal with children than her right now. He walks out to his shop, to see some a tall golem of a man and two small fairies that were only tiny in comparison to the tall man with them. He watched them running around, touching all the things their small hands could reach. 

He took a drag from his cigarette, and he supposed that it could be worse. There wasn’t a mop of black hair around on a more positive noet.  

“What do you want?” 

          “ hey, do you have to smoke in front of them? do you smoke around them when they’re here to see carmen too? ” he frowns at the thought, more concerned than annoyed and figures it’s something else to nag carmen about among other things. “ they wanted to see what they could get for these uh . . . what are they again? ” chanmi is first to chime in and he smiles at the delight in her eyes when she answers, proud to know what it is. “ they’re soul healing stones! ” somehow, hearing the name again makes him doubtful and he’s furrowing his brows as he looks down at her. 

          “ soul healing . . . ” he suddenly understands and he’s sighing, holding his head in his hand as he looks at kyungsoo. “ you sell those here, don’t you? ” it’s not as if it’s completely illegal. shops are allowed to sell as they please even if it’s technically false advertising but he’s visibly upset that his siblings don’t seem to get it. they’d been hoping to get money back and shop around for fun. maybe he can get kyungsoo to go along with it and he’ll pay for it himself but odds that kyungsoo will catch onto what he plans on doing are low. 

          “ how much do you sell ‘em for? ” this has to do with carmen, he just knows it. how else did they get this many stones out of nowhere . . . 

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Chen doesn’t have many friends so he doesn’t feel the need to keep his apartment completely clean. He doesn’t see the need to, he is living the minimalist life in a way. It’s mostly because his dog, tripod, often forgets that he only has three legs and ends up catapulting himself into various objects around the house. Usually the day starts with Tripod launching himself into his bowl of food and it being thrown haphazardly on the floor as he falls right into it. But today was one of the few times that he had an actual person coming over and he ended up doing the usual things like taking his stuff and hiding it in various drawers to give the allusion that his life wasn’t a complete mess. He even wiped of the horns and mustache that he drew on his fathers face in the only family photo that he actually owned so that it didn’t look like that he had too many daddy issues.  He cleaned the same thing about three or for times, only because he found tripod had knocked more things over, but it was mostly because the dog was upset that he put a bow on his head and tail. 

“Shut up you need to look at least presentable.” he adjusted the bow. Despite the fact he forgot to change out of his pajamas so when the knock on the door came he just stood there in his oversize taco Tuesday t shirt and his pink hello kitty pajama pants. He opened the door for Chanyeol anyways, forgetting the candle that he kept lit in front of the glade spray air freshener.

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          chanyeol can’t deny that one of the main reasons he’s excited to visit chen at home is because of tripod. the dog’s just as friendly as he is and the way he falls is endearing. he knows he shouldn’t be amused by it but he’s glad that the dog is still as energetic and happy despite his injuries. if something similar happened to him one day, he’d like to think he’d be the same way. if he could still serve, even better. out of courtesy, he’s brought some takeout and drinks over but he nearly drops the bag when the door is opened and he bursts out in laughter. are chen’s pajamas pink? 

          “ ya, jongdae, ” he manages to spit out between laughs. “ forgetting something?” he’s so distracted he doesn’t notice the hazard in the background, instead he’s making his way inside and setting the bag down on the coffee table before kneeling down to greet tripod. “ how ya doin’ buddy? still making chen clean up after you like your bitch? ” snickering, he looks up at jongdae before looking up and squinting his eyes. “ wait . . . is that   —   ” 

          it’s too late when there’s a small explosion and chanyeol’s yelling practically echoes as he wraps his arms around tripod because, you know, priorities. save the dog first! but it’s so little it doesn’t matter. “ what the hell was that? ”

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✦ ; wind of change

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srxyeeun‌:

at this point, she’s come to expect the loud entrances he makes every time she gifts the young masters with a new play thing, so there’s barely even a flinch when the door to the pawn shop slams open, his uselessly tall form entering the small space. she’s sat at the counter, leaning over the display, elbows planted firmly atop the glass and her face framed by her hands as she feigns a look of innocence and confusion.

“why, whatever do you mean, officer?” she drawls, blowing a bubble only to have it pop! once it reaches a certain size. she knows he’s something above a regular police officer, with his fancy uniform and aura of prestige, but the moniker just seems so right with this game of cat and mouse they keep playing, her avoiding the hands of the law just for befriending his siblings.

“what is it now? has santa forgotten it’s not christmas again?” she pauses to click her tongue, head shaking in mock disappointment. “someone really should take his place now. he’s gotten quite senile.”

          he’s stunned and he didn’t think that was possible in his line of work. after all, he’s witnessed and experienced things of a wide spectrum and yet   —   one drawl of officer and he’s frozen on his feet. “ i   —   ” almost forgetting himself, he gathers his composure as quickly as possible, making his way closer to her but his stomps are barely that anymore, his steps lighter and less threatening. so much for that. 

          “ senile, right, ” the little sarcasm he uses shines through the most when he’s talking to her and it’d be a shock to his comrades to see his interactions with her, how speechless she can make him in some moments and yet how annoyed he sounds the next. but the key there is that he only sounds that way. the truth is, he could never be genuinely upset with someone who brings jiwoo and chanmi such joy. they’re even more cheerful when he visits, less words of how bored they were without him and more stories of what they’ve gotten up to with carmen instead. 

          “ so where is it from this time? please tell me it’s a store. ” at least that way, he can pay for the device instead of having to explain to some stranger how he’d recovered their stolen mp3 player with no leads or true explanation for how. not to mention that tracking someone down would be a bitch at this point. “ come on, i’ll buy you lunch if you tell me. how’s that? ”

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                                                         SOLDIER 961127 REPORTING FOR DUTY !

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✦ ; yall bready for this

          it was a welcome break   —  waiting on standby felt more normal to him than taking actual time off. the days off were only for the sake of seeing his father and the twins. save for them, chanyeol felt as if most of his friends were limited to shinhwa lately. he had no complaints about it but he’d come to realize it as of late the more his little brother spoke of one day becoming a solider too. each time they went outside, each time they went on a mission, it meant they might not come back in one piece or at all but it was a risk he gladly took for his family’s sake. imagining his little brother do the same left a weird aftertaste in his mouth. 

          legs swung from the couch rest he’d been laying them over, he sits up abruptly, lips parted as if to ask sol a question instead of continuing his random humming. clearing his throat, he’s quick to change his mind once he makes eye contact. “ aren’t you hungry? i could eat a chocobo. i wouldn’t ever do it but don’t you wonder if they taste like chicken? man, i hope people don’t actually know the answer to that . . . ” shaking his head, he sighs, knowing there is definitely a few people out there that have tried by now. has to be, right? “ chocobo shaped chocolate is better or bread. ah, bread. that’s the twin’s favorite, y’no. chocobo shaped things. the kids are obsessed.” 

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i'm still upset that you took a fry from me, ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS ASK

“ you thought i only took one? i mean   —   oops, sorry hyung. i’ll consider asking next time. ”  he can barely hide his amusement, hand covering his mouth. “ wait! do you . . . have any fries now? ”

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✦ ; goblin

          he doesn’t expect to be coming back here again on his next day off and he’s already running his fingers through his hair with a heavy sigh as he opens the door, gently for once since he doesn’t have to bicker with carmen for the nth time for once. this time, he’s actually here to see the owner himself, two small ones in tow. jiwoo charges ahead into the shop and chanyeol’s calling out for him to be careful as chanmi runs into the back of his legs. “ hey, come on guys. there’s breakables! ” not spotting the man at first, though he might just have to look down to notice, he yells, “ kyungsoo! where you at, man? i have a business proposition for you. ” 

          jiwoo comes running back to chanyeol with a collectible in his hands and he asks if they can get it. taking out the pouch of soul healing stones from his pocket, he hands it to his little brother with a pat on the head. “ ask kyungsoo hyung when he gets out here. ” from behind him, clutching the back of his jacket, jiwoo asks where carmen is and chanyeol clears his throat, fighting back the almost automatic response he wants to give of ‘ probably out stealing something else. ’