#mpxyumi

[mpxharper]

" i'll walk you home. "

The entire day had gone well - he had finished his classes, did his daily practice and even finished off his gym session without a hitch - but of course, things couldn't possibly go perfectly. Harper was halfway home when his head suddenly started to spin and he found himself sitting on the sidewalk, scrambling for the bottle of water in his bag. His hands were shaking but a passerby had helped him instead.

"I'm okay, really," he insisted, but his face was pale and knees weak, "I think it's just dehydration. You really don't have to."

[exmposiris]

[ beach shenanigans ]

the one and only osiris family beach party with @mpxyumi @mpxchangwook @mpxshuhua & @mpxjade

it had been a while since he’d seen his children and had proper time to interact with them. of course he’d convinced them all to dance at the gala, but that doesn’t count he thinks. though he’s enjoyed it greatly to see them all in their summer best and to make sure they’d all been having a good time. but there’s brief gala interactions and then there’s actually hanging out with his children. so now here he is, overly large picnic basket in one hand, picnic blanket in the other, contently walking down the beach in his swimming trunks and loose summer shirt.

he’s invited them all to a little beach picnic party thing, and he made sure yumi would know that jade was supposed to be there too. his daughter being the assistant of his unofficial daughter had a few upsides. like how he didn’t have to go and drag jade out himself. though he did stop by a few days before to invite her and make it abundantly clear to her as well that when he said ‘beach picnic with his children’ he definitely meant her included. so here he is, his car parked right at the edge of the beach, his hands full of picnic and then three bags with beach stuff hanging off his back as he makes his way down the soft sand to where he can set up his party material.

the blanket is settled down first, so he can put everything else on top of it, and then he takes out the wind shield he brought to put it up already so no sand will blow into the food he spent several hours making just for this picnic. it’s a little bit of everything he knows his kids love to have. once the shield is up, he picks up the two parasols and sets them up as well. last but not least he places all of the fun games he brought at the edge of the blanket; the badminton rackets, the inflatable ball, the other beach games he quickly shopped for two days ago.

when he’s done, he looks around with great pride, and then turns to look in the direction of city to see if any of his kids have arrived yet by then.

[exmposiris]

[ when you were little ]

@mpxyumi continued from here:

Yumi couldn't help but grin and blush as her father complimented her, practically preening under the praise. She did feel really pretty in her dress, and it was nice to hear that her dad thought she looked nice too. Although, in typical Osiris fashion, he was maybe laying it on a little thick. He was where she got her flare for the dramatic, after all. 

 "I truly am the perfect daughter. All the other gods must be so jealous," she agreed with a laugh, standing on her toes to kiss him on the cheek. "Do you want to dance, dad? Can I stand on your feet like when I was little~?"

“do i want to dance?” he echoes her question with ample amounts of disbelief in his voice. “my sweetest darling, do i look like the type of father who wouldn’t want to dance with you? here i got all suited up in this beautiful colour to not make you look bad for having a dreary old dad and you think i did it so i can stand aside and watch you dance with other people!?”

he shakes his head like he can’t believe she thinks of him this way and then easily sweeps her up in his arms, carrying her the few steps towards where people are dancing and then slowly setting her down again, right atop his feet, to answer that second question she’d posed of him.

“now remember to hold on tight, baby, you know how enthusiastic your dad gets about dancing with you,” he warns her with some amusement, before he starts to spin the both of them around to the rhythm of the song currently playing in this or the other old ballroom style dance he’s still retained memory of.