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@hwyeols​ // baymax is responding to this!

Wonyeol turn his head towards the voice and find himself facing the younger girl who is peering over his shoulders, eyes glued onto the letter he was writing. “YAH! Why are you reading my letter?!” He swiftly place his comic book on the letter and pushing it aside before eyeing the other. “That’s rude!” He lightly poke the other’s forehead. It was a common gesture. She is his best friend’s twin sister and he is her twin sister’s best friend. Typically, in a manga, they would probably be awkward around each other or even hate each other. But this is different…she is his friend as well. “but to be honest…was it too cliche? I thought about it for a long time.”

The young girl tilted her head with curiosity, lips curling up a bit as she was amused at the way he was acting. Could it be? She knew a few things about him and her sister and it seemed to entertain her a little. Her forehead creased, ❝ It was out in the open and it caught my eye. ❞ Sticking out her tongue, she laughed. She knew it. He was going to ask her for her opinion. She wasn’t at all awkward around him. The way Wonyeol acted around her was better than how she thought it would be. ❝ Use something unique, it’s not bad, but I mean… really? These pick-up lines are too old. Would you fall for “do you have a map? I’m getting lost in your eyes?” Try… revolving it around the things she likes and stuff. ❞

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@inkxxxdeath // baymax is responding to this!

Chloe’s lips pressed into a thin line as she swallowed several profane words that threatened to be spat towards the woman. “A flesh wound my ass.” Welp, there went that attempt. “Sit the hell down and let me look at it. How did you even do this to yourself?” She asked while shaking her head, digging in her purse for her travel first aid kit that she kept handy for her own clumsiness.

Pulling a little square disinfectant wipe and a bandage from the little red box, she begins dabbing at the wound, ignoring Krys’ pleas to ignore the injury. “Shut up.” She continues cleaning the wound before wrapping it as best as she could given the limited supplies.  With a light pat to the wound, she hummed and mumbled a quick spell to help the healing process and hoped the other hadn’t heard her. “There. All better.”

Please don’t question where I got it, please don’t-- ah, she didn’t ask. Whew, Krystle, you are so lucky today. She knew that Chloe cared a lot for her, especially since they felt like sisters. The relief faded away as soon as she sat down and heard the question. Fuck, she asked it. What ‘accident’ would cause her to have a flesh wound like that on her arm when she was sliced with a knife? ❝ I was doing something and somehow I moved to the side and cut myself. ❞ Perfect lie. 

She knew it was dangerous to be part of a gang, it was a risky life. Living in fear whenever someone didn’t pay them their money and having to bring out the big bad boys to play. She had been sliced, beaten, and shot, but luckily never too serious since she was usually protected and hidden. Her face twisted, mouth dropping open here and there at the stinging. The little pat didn’t help, letting out a yelp, completely oblivious to the small mumbling. ❝ Thanks, unnie. ❞

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&& Mina 

  One missed call and a voice message… Honestly, Mina heard her phone ringing, but she didn’t want to interrupt her shower time ( and her little Beyonce concert ) to pick it up. And she was sure it wasn’t even an important call. After all, it was the weekend. Who would need her during the weekend? The boss in the nursing home. Shit. Maybe she panicked a little bit when she realized it could be her boss who called her.

Finally getting the phone in her hand and listening to the message the person who tried to reach her left, she started to smile widely. And laugh for a good minute before sending a simple text to the younger female.

[SMS to Krysbear]

I WAS SHOWERING!

BUT WHAT DO YOU WANT?! YOU HAVE MY ATTENTION

It wasn’t exactly an emergency, but since it was the weekends, there wasn’t much to do which was funny for the young female since she usually was out and about on weekends. It was her spring break. So it was a different kind of an emergency, you could say. The idea of annoying the shit out of Mina was even better because one, she loved the shit out of her. Two, they were practically sisters. 

Her back was on the bed, legs crossed with her eyes closed, listening to Dean’s new album. That boy’s voice and his good looks, lord. It wasn’t until her music faded away little for the incoming texts to come in. She laughed after viewing them. 

✉ : MinBear ❣️

➟ HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW YOU’RE TAKING A SHOWER.  ➟ HANG WITH ME. ENTERTAIN YA LIL’  SISSY POO.  ➟ Please? cc: 

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@calvbk

With the mention of the word ‘salty’ after this response, he scoffed while having his gaze fixated on her while she began preparing the ingredients. Sitting on the counter top gave him an angle of the food she started to put together, trying to make out what the ingredients were eventually going to become. Inviting himself over and demanding food wasn’t something he wanted to make a habit of, especially since she was kind enough to look past his straightforward attitude and go through with it. It was very rare Caleb felt guilty but this time, he felt it was necessary to suck up the pride he was clinging onto. “I’ll make sure I come prepared with a liter of water, next time,” pursing his lips together, he cleared his throat before pushing himself off the counter, making his way to find a place next to her, “Need an extra hand?” 

His behavior didn’t bother her much since she was in a bit of a good mood and she did feel like doing something than waste her time doing nothing since she wasn’t attending any dance classes though she could be creating a new choreo since her first was a success. The snack she was making wasn’t really going to fill them up which was was she was going to also make another, 김밥 and 떡볶이. She laughs, nodding her head as she rinsed her hands clean before she touched any of the products. ❝ You do that. ❞ Being a cook was far from her career, but she wouldn’t mind working as a part-time job. Glancing up, she watches him and nods her head, flashing a small smile at his question. ❝ Wash your hands. Do you know how to make 김밥 ? ❞

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@ingeniovs // baymax is replying to this! 

『 ᴋᴍs. 』— THOSE WERE THE most truthful words Myungsoo has ever heard coming out of Krystle’s lips. The troublesome girl who the engineer likes much was everything but an angel, despite her graceful features. “You’re more like a little DEVIL, girl. You have no angel characteristics.”, he chuckled, words coming out with some sort of irony and amusement.

She tossed her head back, laughing as she knew very well that Myungsoo WOULD agree with her words. It was no lie. She may look like an angel on the outside, but once those lips of hers start to move and words come out, it’ll make people question if her looks fit her personality. ❝ Well, DUUH. That’s what I’m known as at school. Krystle, the little devil. ❞

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@reaper-kimjaejoong // baymax is responding to this!

“No, I didn’t.” He mumbled with a shake of his head. How was he going to explain this one? His body was bruised and bleeding, severely. But all of that was typical of his cycle. Not that she knew what that was. Jaejoong had been an experiment, one gone incredibly wrong or right, for all he knew. The scientists that worked on him did something to him and unfortunately, this was part of the result. “It’s okay.” He tried to reassure her, wanting to lift a hand to place on her shoulder before opting against it given the acidic nature of his blood. “Just leave me here. I’ve got someone on their way to help.”

Of course she’d be freaking out over a stranger bleeding, but this stranger definitely wasn’t gang-related otherwise she wouldn’t really have cared. His wounds really did look like more than one person probably had done it to him, like he was cornered in a dark alley and got the shit beaten out of him. Him trying to reassure her wasn’t much help since she could see the pain in his features. ❝ Yah, are you stupid? I’m staying with you until that someone arrives. I’m not going to leave you here to die even if someone is coming for you. ❞ She understood she probably sounded a bit rude for calling him stupid, but he was bleeding and it wasn’t even stopping. 

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『 ᴍɪɴᴀ 』

  She nodded her head to show her she exactly knew what the other one was talking about. With a teasing grin, she nudged the younger one with her elbow. ❞I can be your little Amour and help you guys get together. Though I don’t know if Mina is into girls, but I can always ask❞, she teased before laughing. Honestly, Minyoung knew how she felt. Sometimes girls made her question her sexuality, but in the end, she was always attracted to guys. ❞Sori Na is the person who makes me question my sexuality if I’m honest. Too bad I’m not that close with her❞, it wasn’t because they didn’t get along. They just didn’t have time to see each other. She glared at the female in a judging manner. ❞I actually prefer practicing with beginners. They listen, unlike others❞, she was kidding. She didn’t have any preferences, but sometimes she was actually glad to teach the beginners when their choreographies needed to be more basic ones and she didn’t need to think about them that much. ❞You looked so sexy! Everyone looked so great! I’m glad I wasn’t there to see it because I would have fainted❞, she laughed. Mina playfully slams her palm against the table, immediately regretting it when her hand turned red. ❞I’m coming! I need to see him!❞ The older female was a huge fan of Anthony Lee. And of course, she liked the other famous American dancers but Anthony Lee was her main man. ❞Aahh, don’t talk about him or else I’ll fangirl even harder and your neighbors will think someone is getting murdered.❞

The corners of her lips curled up, eyes closing, and shaking her head as she took in what the other had joked about. It would’ve been a bit hilarious, but she could imagine the look on the choreographer’s face. How awkward that would’ve been. ❝ Please. I’d like it better if it was Junseo or Koosung. Orrr. Maybe even you. ❞ she teases the other, sending her a playful wink. ❝ God, she is so gorgeous. I’m curious as to what she looks like wearing like girly things though. You’re not? TRY! ❞ she exclaims a bit louder than she had thought, nearly jumping up. Her eyes glanced at her younger brother, heading off to the living room and probably to her own room just to play with the little furball who was about his size. Krystle takes the chance to lean back, hand on her chest as if she was offended, mouth dropping open even if she knew the other was joking. ❝ Excuse me? I can listen, but not with you around. You distract me from learning. ❞ She clicks her tongue, sending a small wink before laughing. The minute she stopped laughing, a huge smile was on her face; proud to heard that she looked sexy while dancing to the choreography as she patted her stomach. ❝ I always gotta look sexy. Oh my god, I think if you were there, I’d start going through different phases. Laughing to being hella dramatic before I’d be all serious. ❞ She nods her head, suddenly imagining how she’d act if Mina were to faint. She’d probably laugh, then pull a Romeo and Juliet scene before she’d ask what to do or call an ambulance. Her eyes remained on Mina’s face, wanting the playfulness turn into regret, chuckling to herself. ❝ Are you very positive that you’ll come along? ❞ She questions the elder, tilting her head. It was amusing to see Mina fangirl over Anthony, but who wouldn’t? Honestly. ❝ It’s cold as hell, I don’t think anyone will hear you since the windows are close. The only way to hear you is if you step outside. ❞

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@itaem93 // continuation from here. 

“You sure of that, sugar?“

Taemin is watching the female handle the pistol with delicate touches, as if she was afraid to actually hurt him or somebody else. He helps her, taking the thin wrist in his palm and pointing the gun at a wall. “Try at least once. You look hot holding it.”

She’s held a gun before, firing it only to practice her aiming if she was ever called in to take over someone’s job when they couldn’t handle it or was appointed to something else. Allowing him to guide her, she chuckled and nodded her head, sucking in a breath as she focused on the target. She closed one eye and pulled the trigger, ❝ Thanks. I think I’ll look hotter if I wasn’t so shaky. ❞