#ctzxdara

[scrxhoya]

ctzxdara said: [ holy moly this is a crazy tracker ]

holy moly i know!! & i'm a crazy person, so i guess it makes sense uvu

i just want to love everyone,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, including you, so,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, casually wraps u up in my arms :l

[arcxtaekwoon]

Drafts

Drafts: For unsent texts

Leo woke up the next afternoon to angry texts and voice mails from Donghae. His mind at the moment was a little hazy on the details of the night before so he wasn’t completely sure as to what the other male was going on about in his rants. Initially, he had just thought that someone had broken into his bar and robbed it before trashing the place. Nothing had been taken except some booze he was saving and some chairs and bottle had been broken over the place.

That’s when most of Leo’s memory began to resurface out of it’s drunken haze. He and Dara had had a bit of a crazy night of drinking at different bars before finally arriving at Donghae’s. He could already tell they were on their to quickly getting even more drunk off their asses but had allowed them to stay a while before sending them home in a taxi. At first everything was fine and nothing had gotten out of hand for the two. Until Donghae had left for a seemingly very important phone call.

Dara had then decided she wanted to see how strong Leo was and in his drunken stupor he obliged her by breaking a few of the chairs. Then they both stole a bunch of the good liquor before fleeing out of the bar and drunkenly making their way somehow to Dara’s apartment.

His fingers began to move as he thought of what to say to the other.

[unsent text] Sorry hyung, it might have been my fault.

[unsent text] I’ll pay you back for the broken furniture.

Rather then take the blame for something that he felt was instigated by the girl still sleeping on the floor he decided to place all the blame on her instead. Possibly thinking of it as payback for her little decorating stunt that she tried to blame on Donghae himself.

[text] I got Dara out of there before she broke anything else.

[arcxtaekwoon]

"I blame Donghae."

All Leo could really do was just stand in the door way of his apartment and curse himself for ever thinking it was a good idea to give a spare key to this girl. He’d just come home to the obviously drunk girl decorating his apartment in bright colors, mostly pink, and only stopping to give him a flimsy excuse when she had been caught in the act. The fact that she was blaming the older man probably meant that that’s where she had gotten liquored up at. 

"You may have gotten drunk at his bar but Donghae’s not the one currently making my apartment look like a unicorn had thrown up in it." Leo replied with a sour expression on his face.

[scrxkris]

-a little paper is rolled around the stem of the origami flower, which has been placed in a shot glass awaiting for ; once unrolled the message is written in an obnoxious pink ink in Dara's loopy handwriting- "Dearest Kreastopher," -a little rose has been doodled next to the greeting in black ink- "I hope you've been practicing how to show your warm and fuzzies" -a teddy bear has been doodled here in a fine tipped brown marker- "y'know for those hot babes walking down the street." -a winking smiley has been drawn here- "Happy Valentine's Day!" -the note has been signed with a '-Dara', where she's replaced the A's in her name with black hearts-

{╾under the frail incandescence of his bed lamp had he scrutinized the intricate handiwork delivered in his apartment, his once somnolent-laden eyes now glossed with engrossment as he takes small mental notes of how meticulous the sender must be, seeing the makeshift flower's infinitesimal flaws. eventually, after having drawn a conclusion that the possibility of replicating the same art without destroying the origami leads to naught, he diverts his attention to the paper coiled around the stem and detaches it to conceal its contents.} No wonder... {╾the sight of the sender's handwriting tugged the corners of his lips in subtlety as it gave all the clues away. it was dara, indeed, her "mentor" when it comes to anything related to art. he fishes out his phone as soon as he was done reading to relay his musings in a more convenient way for he classifies verbal communication under the sphere of antipathy.}

[msg ↪ picassa] Hey, don't you feel awkward giving me a flower? I mean it's supposed to be the other way around right? Oh well. Thanks for this... and I'll make sure to steal this idea from you in case I get a girlfriend... at least they'll stop complaining about the flower's lifespan. :D

[msg ↪ picassa] And no. I don't need to practice anything, girls naturally gravitate towards me.

[arcxjinah]

-a note is tied to the stem with a red ribbon; the note has a handwritten message on one side and on the other is the name of the florist and it's logo- "Happy Valentine's Day!" -a heart is drawn under the phrase in red ink-

[[ ajsfhaljkfhaw thank you ; A ; ]]

Nana stares at the note with a smile playing on the corners of her lips. It had been awhile since she had gotten a flower, nevertheless on Valentine's Day, and she appreciated the effort of the unknown person to help achieve a feeling of warmth that flooded her chest. 

"Happy Valentine's Day, indeed," Nana chuckled, taking the flower with a delicate hand, the note in the other. 

[scrxjunhong-blog]

Welcome to the Family? || Dara and Zelo

The moment Zelo had gotten the information from one of the higher Scorpios he’d heard from, he’d debated hiding the fact from Junhong since he wasn’t completely sure if it’d affect the other emotionally or not since it was relevant to his past. Eventually, he’d decided that it’d be better if he’d come clean to his other, only to have the other surprise him with an enthusiastic happiness that they’d be related to someone other than “mom” and “dad.” Of course, the heartlessness of the parents was what’d hurt Junhong and Zelo couldn’t be sure this “blood” relative (a cousin of a sort apparently) would be any kinder or compassionate.

Finally, one advantage of his undercover job as a cop meant that he had access to both Scorpio and SPD resources to research on this woman who he could call a relative. Apparently she’d worked in some café and after researching the address, he’d found himself standing in front, looking for the woman’s face that he’d found in the databases. Catching sight of her in the café, he strolled in, seated himself (he preferred to sit near the back), awaiting her to approach.

When the waitress finally turned towards him, he offered her a rare and polite smile before choosing a random drink (as long as it was sweet enough), and gave her an innocently confused look, “Excuse me,” he prodded gently, pretending to glance at the nametag though he’d found her name, “…Dara, by any chance, were you at the club yesterday too?”

[scrxhoya]

"Who do you think you are?" "You’re gonna catch a cold."

Hoya smiles at the way her shoulders don’t fill out his suit jacket, the way it’s precariously draped over her like a blanket. He thinks she looks beautiful in the starlight, positively glowing and radiant. He hasn’t taken a walk in a long, long time, and this time, he has company, so this time, it’s special. He crosses his arms over his chest to keep what warmth he has.

"It suits you." His grin widens and his eyes disappear into crescents. "I won’t be cold, noona. Your love will keep me warm, right?" He hopes the cheesy one-liner makes her cringe.

[arcxtaekwoon]

"Crap, are you pregnant?"

Leo raised an eyebrow and just stared at the girl for a bit while deciding on whether or not to even respond to such an absurd statement. Last time he checked he had been born male so unless he suddenly changed sexes over night he was pretty sure he was still male. He had quickly come to the conclusion that she had to be drunk to even ask him something like that.

"Do I look female to you?" he asked. Though it did take a split second for to realize that the length of his hair could end up making people mistaking him for one "on second thought don’t answer that." he quickly followed with.