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          “ Hey, Cay-kun, I have a question. “ Kinji is already trying to stifle his laughter, but a few snickers manage to escape him. “ How do you make antifreeze? “

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               It was just dark enough outside not to be immediately seen, perfect for a little B&E. There didn’t seem to be anyone home, even if someone managed to be there, he could just wait til they were in the shower or something. But nonetheless, he continued to the front door.

               The Aussie pulled out a small kit he’d thrown together a while back, lodging his little metal friends into the lock. It wasn’t record time, but he managed to get the door swinging open in no time. Upon stepping into the place and shutting the door, he couldn’t help noticing an abundance of paintings. They were quite mesmerizing, but far too big to fit in a messenger bag.

               Blake spent a few minutes looking around, there didn’t seem to be a lot he could grab up, but there were some video games. Depending on what kind, they could sell pretty well. Though, as he stood there gathering the items in question, lights flicked on and illuminated the room. And sure enough, there was the home owner, or possibly a fellow thief. Judging by the look on their face, not a thief.

                                  "... Um... Don’t call the police?"

               He spoke in an unsure tone. Blake hadn’t been caught stealing in years, this was new to him all over again.

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     ☾     ┊     This isn’t a date, he tries to convince himself for the fifth time while watching Ilsung look at the ice cream flavors inside the stall. Pluto can’t stop himself from admiring the other, eyes so drawn to his face that he can’t find the strength to look away. How can he when Ilsung has every bright color in the world stuffed inside him, like a lucky charm, vibrant as a constellation, that Pluto will do everything to keep? “Here,” Pluto says, sweeping in before Ilsung can take out his wallet. “Let me pay.”

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     [     ☾     ]     Deimos could’ve sworn that he had already fallen asleep, so when he suddenly stirs underneath the blanket, she slowly moves back. She doesn’t want to get too close and accidentally step over a boundary. As much as she’d like to snuggle into the warmth of his body, Deimos is still hesitant. Other than Phobos, she’s never had a friend, after all. But her eyes widen at the invitation, and she starts to crawl under the sheets, reluctant and careful as she rests her head on the pillows. Deimos wraps her arms around herself, like a tiny shield for protection. “You looked like you needed it,” she whispers. Her hand reaches forward to brush his hair away from his forehead. “You should sleep . . .”

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        — THE party had been running smoothly so far, aside from Taemoon and his friends pulling their shenanigans every so often, but he made sure to keep his pranks at a minimum for the sake of keeping his father from ripping his hair out — he was already stressed enough with accepting that he was a legal adult now, and that his finally official boyfriend had been checking him out in his outfit all day. Even Taemoon couldn’t blame Rush, however; he honestly looked hot as fuck. He was wearing a pastel pink suit with a matching choker and flower crown. Today, he was a fucking princess boy, and he was proud. Taemoon was flaunting himself around all evening, and even more so whenever he caught his boyfriend’s eyes lingering longer than what his father was comfortable with. Even now, as he approached Rush with a dimpled smile, he fiddled with the choker just because he knew it would tease him. “ Are you en-enjoying th-th-the party? “ he questioned as he stood on his toes to kiss his boyfriend on the lips, allowing it to linger since he was finally able to before slowly pulling away.

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        — TAMAKI burst through the door of his bedroom and threw himself at Yoshi, barely able to contain his wiggles. “ Yoshi-kun! It’s my birthday! “ he cheered before showering the other’s face with small pecks.

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        — OVER the past few months, the elevator had simultaneously become Comet’s mortal enemy and best friend. First, let’s list off the reasons why he hates that godforsaken hunk of metal and wires, shall we?. One) tight spaces. Need any more be said? Two) it led way to the outside world that he was forced to step foot into on a weekly basis now, and fuck, did it make him an absolute nervous wreck. Three) it squealed on its way down and he swore that if it got any higher, his ears would start to bleed. The reasons he did like it? Well, there was really only one reason, and that was the cute boy that shared the same apartment complex as him. Almost every week that Comet went out, they shared a ride either going up or down, and he would often find himself huddled up in the corner and staring down at his feet because he was too damn shy to speak up and make conversation. Every once in awhile, the attractive stranger would say something to him, like compliment him on his shirt, attempt to talk about the weather...or that one time when he had painted a cat nose and whiskers on his face the night before and forgot about it only to end up on the elevator with it smeared all over his cheeks and up his temples and the other pointed it out to save him from further embarrassment.

          It was reasons like that, among many others, that Comet avoided making human contact at any and all costs. For example, he had recently submitted more artwork to the local art exhibit in the hopes that something of his would sell to help pay for next month’s rent, but had opted not to show up just in case someone would try to talk to him. Surely the only words he would be able to get out would be minimal at best, and stuttered out in the attempts to sound composed and mature. Eye contact would be a chore, and he would claim home of every dark corner and secluded bench he could locate. Comet, now sipping hot tea in his apartment and looking out the window as life quite literally passed him by, hummed in content at the peace and quiet, and the reassurance that he wouldn’t have to deal with strangers’ judgmental glances and whispered comments. Or so, he had convinced himself to believe, anyways. A sudden knock at his door (which was admittedly completely out of the ordinary) made him jump out of his skin and almost slosh his tea all over his shirt, his heart skipping like flat stones across a calm river’s surface. The shock was so sudden that it took him a few minutes to register that it had even happened until he heard it again, the confirmation that it was, in fact, real, giving him the extra push he needed to set his tea steadily on the windowsill and slowly pad over to the door. Hesitantly, and repeating every lesson that his mother had ever taught him about human communication over and over in his head, he unlocked the door and gradually opened it just enough to reveal his presence. Who stood before him, however, almost made him want to slam the door shut and seal it up tight, never to walk outside his apartment ever again. Of course, it would be just his luck to have the cute elevator guy knocking at his door. “ Um...h-hello...? “ he whispered, barely audible and struggling to keep his eyes trained on the other. Be still his beating heart.

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        — “ Hey, D-D-Dad! “ Taemoon called out to his adoptive father as he padded into the living room, a friend of his following close behind on his heels with a wide and giddy smile. “ Could I-I borrow five bucks? “ he questioned with a hopeful glint in his eyes. The five dollars wouldn’t be going towards anything educational, that’s for sure, and even just the mere presence of his friend would give that away in two seconds flat.