Zero for conduct

He was the first wild thing you ever touched, and your scars still bleed sometimes. He was all sharp eyes, devilish smiles, and the claws of a lion. And you held your chains above your head like you wished you could catch him, make him yours. Oh, silly one you can't tame wild things. -- -- --

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need for speed 一

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He raised an eyebrow, deep voice loud in an incredulous laugh as he shrugged of his friend’s words. It was true that Draconis was not known to be the life of a party, mostly because he wasn’t the extrovert type of person, however, people always seemed to have the time of their lives around him, or at least, he would make sure of it. The adrenaline that rushed rapidly through his blood in every heartbeat made the entire situation especial, one would think the sailor was already used to competing and winning, but a dominant part of him still craved for more; Draconis Wei knew no limits. 

“I’m sure the night is already in a reply on that ingenious brain of yours, you are alive, after all.” He chuckled, an obvious mocking of the stiff posture and utterly cold reactions of the younger heir through the entire race. “I should apologize for scaring the shit out of you in the beginning, but only if you admit it was indeed entertaining.” He brought his friend closer by his shoulders, raising an eyebrow in a teasing dare. “I should also drag you along more often.” 

Large hand wrapped around another glass of whiskey – or what Draconis hoped that was whiskey, considering the ice was almost completely melted inside the glass – and raised it up in the air, a silent request for cheers for the winner. “Oh for goodness’ sake, mate! We’ve done much worse things and jail is never a reality, why bother concerning yourself with it?” He laughed, almost a taunting to himself and the other, it was no secret Jiho and Draco were firecrackers and whenever they were together; someone else was bond to get burnt. 

“Yes, it does look like you need a girl! Your grumpy ass need company to loosen up already, and maybe you could have some fun without the stick in it.” He chuckled loudly at his friend’s reply to his provocation, shrugging his shoulder as he reached out his free hand to rest it low against the drunk girl’s hip as his gaze searched her body. She wasn’t a complete waste, although, he was still too much of a gentleman to take on a half conscious girl onto his bed. “I like my girls alive, mate. It would be such a fucking turn off if she moaned the wrong name.” Draconis chuckled, making sure he could help the girl out of their way while balancing herself in the high heels she wore. “Besides, the prize is only worth it if the chase if entertaining.”

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once upon a waltz 一

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She got up and left the wine on the table before she wandered around the dining hall to stretch her legs. Her eyes immediately caught a familiar, sharp profile on the other side of the hall and she grinned, taking larger steps towards him. Eunmi laid her hand on his arm to warn him of her arrival and she sighed contentedly. “Oh, don’t worry, we have plenty of time,” she replied, settling her arm in his as he fixed its position. “If you have nothing else to do, I was wondering if you’d like to go for a walk with me, or we could try to practise the dance again. Or I’m sure we could find some other way to pass the time, if you’d prefer.” She smirked and mirrored his raised eyebrow.

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His free large hand came to rest on top of the slender feminine fingers curled around his arm, patting the back of her hand gently in an unspoken apology for not being more considerate for her entertainment, the boredom was evident in Eunmi’s emphasized word and the heir almost regretted his own lack of proper chevalier behavior. After all, he was supposed to be his escort for the wedding and all the events that would derive from it, and humoring his flirtatious beauty of a company was far from being close to a sacrifice on his eyes. 

“I’m sure I could think of plenty of more pleasant ways of spending my time with you, beautiful.” Draconis slowly untangled their arms, long fingers taunting touring the fabric of her dress in a teasing slow pace before curling around her petite waist, pulling her close to his side in a rapid movement. “However, you are and will be wearing heels in the wedding day, and I need my foot intact for the sailing competition by the end of the summer.” He chuckled, his deep husky voice sounded much more amused than the words he spoke. “So I do believe practicing would be the wisest decision.” 

The bride was not joking when she stated her cousin was in possession of two left feet, and the taller male was hoping that he could indeed make two wrongs become a right by the end of the month, otherwise he might have to learn how to sail with a cast attached to his feet. High heels never sounded so much like a mortal weapon until he met Eunmi, she was indeed very lucky they had clicked so impressively well together, or not even her ravishing good looks would be able to tame his temper, and lack of patience. 

“Can you be a good girl and actually follow my lead?” He whispered close to her ear, the mocking of amusement in his voice was almost a playful dare as he took a step forward; leading their way towards the back garden close to the pool area, the existence of a second ballroom at open air had definitely come in hand at the moment. Draconis would only have to make up for the lack of music. “Do you remember any slightest bit of what I taught you last week or do you need me to remind you of it?” With a devilish smile displayed across his lips, the male allowed his glance to wonder down her small frame slowly, as if he was taking his time to enjoy the view to reassure the suggestive meaning of his words.

[thxrachel]

like yesterday { dw + yr }

Then, she remembered. It had been a while. She wrote dozens of messages but kept them in her drafts, typed a handful of e-mails and always hesitated to hit send. In the end, she kept them all to herself. She didn’t want to come off as clingy. If he wanted to stay in touch, he’d have sent a message like he said he would. But no message came, not even a ’how are you?’. By then, she remembered why she didn’t let herself indulge in such feelings, she had it buried at the back of her head. They were different people then, and she was a different person here. That summer ended, and along with it, she assumed, so did her place in his perfect little life. She rearranged the expression she had on her face, holding her stance, a smirk gracing her lips before she spoke, “It’s been a while, Draco. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

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His back leaned against the passenger door of his exclusive designed car, feet nestled against the car tire as a devilish smile decorated his lips, a charming combination to the aviator shaped glasses he wore. The letter jacket that hung loosely over his broad shoulders was the confirmation that Draconis Wei would once again represent Mainland China during this year’s upcoming Asian Sailing Championship, regardless the fact that the only other piece of information that validate his whereabouts in training was the slightly wet strands of his dark hair. 

Responses were carried in his deep baritone, slightly huskier out of exhaustion and plain flirtatious display as he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, although the heir didn’t mind stand in the center of the attentions or having ladies shamelessly competing for his attention, they weren’t more than a mere distraction for the boredom that came with the waiting. And every single person that spent enough time with the tall male knew he absolutely hated staying still or following someone else’s timing, after all, Draconis was intense, the living representation of the phrase ‘too fast to live and too young to die’. 

But he was still motivated enough to be there. Partly because Esther Lee dotted on him, in all honest, the heir never understood if it was because of his model stature or not, but he wasn’t just about to complain, considering being on the good grace side of Esther Lee should grated him a trophy on its own. However, the obvious main reason to why Draconis stood outside a ballet academy was Esther’s daughter, Rachel. Long dark hair in soft strands, porcelain pale skin, rosy colored lips and the muse of the summer he still had to forget, not that he put much effort in attempting to erase the memories of having her wrapped securely in between his arms, the only exception to his womanizing tendencies. 

 He took a step closer at the sound of her voice, large hand gently taking a hold of her slender fingers, bringing them closer to his lips as he pressed a small kiss to the back of her hand out a teasingly dramatic greeting. “Hello, beautiful. You’ve got a way more charming through the years, I have to admit that the pleasure is all mine.” A small smirk was displayed through his lips as he placed his free hand in her shoulders, in order to transfer her beg to his hold. “I was sent here to escort you home; apparently, I have a fitting schedule with your mother tonight.” He shrugged, gently resting his hand against the small of her back, long fingers curling faintly around the curve of her hip in a small sign of longing as a sigh left his lips. “Considering how early your practice was over, perhaps, you could spare me sometime before we have to head back to your home?” Draconis nodded his head towards his car, reassuring his invitation with a small smile.

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[☽] Lost Drawings; Draconis x Artemis

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A glass of whiskey was nestled against the palm of his large hands, his back rested against the marble surface of one of the pillars that composed the design of the gallery, an strategic position to face both a few of the luxurious masterpieces and the stage were the auction would take place. Draconis had already properly greeted all the important personalities that would benefit the promotion and the relations of the Wei Enterprises in South Korean solo, and even though the heir was completely supportive of all the charity causes of the events he attended, the lack of urgency on those place left him in the edge of boredom. 

So he used the slightly opportunity of challenge to amuse himself, betting again and again until the offered price is too high for many of the attenders to continue on pursuing the popular piece. And just because the thrill that drove him was in the competition, it didn’t meant winning alone wasn’t just as sweet. He took another sip of his drink, the alcohol tempting his throat with fire as his lips twisted in a sly grin at the sight of a familiar silhouette. 

Years had passed since the last time his onyx orbs fell upon her petite frame, and the younger was obviously not the little girl that had once watched and cheered for every single one of his competitions in the Californian coast. And if Draconis was to be completely honest, Artemis had grown up quite nicely into a ravishing young lady, not that he was actually surprised as she had always been charming. With his lips curling into a small smile, he stepped closer to his childhood friend, an arm being stretch out in a silent invitation for her to take it. 

“This one has quite the view, don’t you think? If I didn’t knew better I’d say it was painted in the east coast.” His deep voice sounded huskier as english flowed naturally on his tongue, Draconis always seem slightly more comfortable and approachable speaking either english or mandarin. “It has been quite the while, hasn’t it? Although I would be slightly offended if such a beautiful lady doesn’t remember who I am.” His small smile was devilish charming, although there was a hint of an amusing joke behind its flirtatious nature.

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automatic — draco & soonkyu

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One, two steps aback were taking for the sake of avoiding the door to collide against his knees, any injury that could possible interfere in his routine of competitions should be avoided by all costs, especially considering his training for the Pacific Championship would start the next month. Draconis would bring home another one of those trophies to decorate his office, the heir would never settle for anything else, after all. A frown was rapidly display in his sharp features, an arm hanging loosely from the top of the other’s car – a vehicle a way too outdated to be even considered vintage in his technological preference – welcoming the petite lady that stepped out of it with a lopsided sly smile. 

“Apparently not fast enough, perhaps a bump in the back of your car would had gotten it out of the way rather quickly.” His shoulders were shrug nonchalantly, the irreverence in the gesture contrasting perfectly with the formal wear clinging to his built frame. The exhaustion clouding his thoughts being effectively replace by a sheer of amusement, evident in the way the corner of his lips curled slightly at her failed attempt to retaliate against his words. 

His glance followed hers with a split of a second for a difference, leaning his back against the now closed door of her nuisance of a car as he rested his the base of his feet against the car tire. “Fancy is an understatement, my designs are a lot more exclusive than just that.” Draconis chuckled, husky voice slightly too close to her earlobe as he leaned forward to pull the door open one second time. “It’s called SR-708. 655 Nm torque, a 648 BHP and 100 km/h within 3.4 seconds.” The pride and affection for his own car was evident in the taller male’s voice as he leaned down, pressing the button to open the front hood. “I’m still working on how to improve it; my goal is to have it accelerating in less than 2 seconds.” 

Long arms stripped himself out of his Valentino suit, throwing the piece of clothing in the stranger’s direction as his large hands quickly worked on the fabric of his formal shirt in order to fold it above his elbow. “After a fifteen hours fight, my clothes are the least of my concerns, hold that for a moment.” It was a command, not a request, as he placed his hands against the sides of the car, cursing loudly at the absence of light in their current location. “You do realize that this is a two way street and I couldn’t have gone around you since you’re blocking the entire view for anyone behind you! Also, do you happen to have a flash light app on your phone? Mine is in the front pocket of my suit, bring it over! I can’t see a bloody thing.”

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( – coming of  age; feat. draco. )

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A heavy sigh of genuine disappointment was not suppress by his lips as his onyx orbs searched the beautiful lady’s glance for a validation of the truth behind her words. Draconis darted his tongue across his bottom lip in sign of frustration for the excitement he felt about meeting the small ray of sunshine that used to amuse his afternoons of escapades from executive gatherings was decelerate as rapidly as he had built it up in the morning before. Summer could have called him, left a voice mail or even tried to reach him through smoke sign, he would always have responded to her requests to the best of his abilities. 

“It’s pretty unlike her to agree to an encounter moments before an exam, considering how much the two of us always end up losing the track of time in between our conversations.” He adjusted the sleeves of his button-up formal shirt, folding the fabric above his elbow before offering the petite girl a small smile, a stir of gratitude and flirtatious of his charming nature. “Summer is well aware I could had gave her a ride of even picked her up after the exam.” His husky baritone sounded a key above a whisper as he shrugged his shoulders, ready to offer the other a word of gratitude and maybe his number. She was attractive enough to be a pleasant company for a coffee or two another day, after all, the heir had planned to dedicate his entire day to Summer if she wished him to. 

Her words cut him short before he could utter any words of gratitude, and it would be an understatement to say that Draconis’ reaction was hilarious. The older blinked, widening his eyes in obvious surprise as chuckle escaped his throat, rare full smile displayed across his lips as one of his large hands came to cup against her pale soft skin. His thumb caressed the rosy apples of her cheek almost gently as if he tried to convince himself of the identity of the woman in front of him.  

“Well, who even allowed you to grow up in the first place? I was waiting for a really petite girl to not even reach my shoulders.” He raised an eyebrow rapidly, a suave way of recomposing himself as his free hand came to rest above hers atop of the table. “Don’t you look quite charming? Should I be concerned about competing other blokes for your attention?” He sat down in the vacancy chair, tightening his grip on her hands ever so slightly as he nodded his head. “Yes, ma’am! Do you already ordered or shall we do it together?”

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By the time he was fully awake and aware of the two messages, half of the afternoon were already gone. Re-reading the messages again, he almost burst out laughing at the second one. The first one however, he swore he has no clue what his friend was talking about. [ texts; drac ]  I just got up. I hope you’re still alive. which girl are we talking about? & no I don’t think I forgot any girl last night though - I left first remember?  [ texts; drac ] which lead me to the next question. WHICH GIRL DID YOU ACTUALLY BRING BACK TO YOUR ROOM? If she’s from Jeguk, I can almost imagine the trouble and mess you’ll be getting yourself into.

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It took two received messages to have force a reaction out of the heir’s built frame in a sunday afternoon, or at least, Draconis still hoped that he hadn’t slept through more than half of an entire day, it would be a waste of sunlight when he could had gone sailing in order to practice for the upcoming championship. A groan escaped his lips as he slide the screen of his phone unlocked, the light irritating his still sleepy red eyes as his long fingers tapped the screen hurriedly to reply to the message.

[ ✉ ⇒ mec ] You woke me up, fucker, although I might be alive because of it. Isn’t it too early for this shit? [ ✉ ⇒ mec ] I brought a blonde back home last night, foreign, she can do wonders with that mouth of hers, I will tell you that! I didn’t slept in my room though, because there was a brunette already spread across my sheets! [ ✉ ⇒ mec ] I don’t know her! And I don’t think I’ve seen her before, but in all honestly, I had my eyes quite preoccupied at the moment to take a good look at her. [ ✉ ⇒ mec ] Also, if your dear hyung got in trouble, you are expected to help him.

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need for speed 一

His cigarette’s smoke clouded their sight slightly as it merged with the one originated from the dry ice in the moment the older male dragged his friend down the entrance stair of the supposedly abandoned warehouse, where yet another one of the underground parties to celebrated the winner of tonight’s street drift would take place. Draconis had a devilish sly smile displayed in his lips, the prize check tucked away into his pocket and his free arm hanging around Jiho’s shoulders. 

The peculiar customized lighter with the image of a dragon printed to the steel was nestled between his fingertips as he lit the Marlboro Beyond cigarette that was previously offered to the fellow heir. Draconis’s heart was still beating in a dangerously fast pace and the rush of adrenaline didn’t show any sign of decreasing even minutes after he had crossed the wining line, it was obvious in his eyes and sharp features how much he graved for that kind of excitement. 

“I told you, no one will ever beat me up to this, mate.” He chuckled, taking yet another drag of his cigarette. “Your concerns about me crashing and killing us both were quite pointless now, weren’t them?” The mock of amusement was not hidden as he raised one of his eyebrows, teasingly tilting his head in a silent offer for the other to take one of the whiskey glasses at the bar. “It’s all on me tonight, mate, I dragged you here to distract you out of your everyday boredom.” 

“Because honestly, what is even the fun in life without a little danger?” Draco shrugged in response to his own inquire as they made their way between the crowd, a few familiar faces of their social circle could be spotted at the party, as many would say, those races were mostly competed by rebellious rich kids that were either bored out of their minds or didn’t valued life enough to step away. Draco’s case was neither; he just craved the adrenaline as he tested the speed limit of the car he designed himself. “So if I’m not enough to humor your picky ass, get a girl and have fun, you could use some entertainment.”

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cross roads 一

Long fingers drummed rhythmlessly against the leather covering of the wheel of his car, impatience being a personality trait that haunted the heir since a very young age alongside with a domineering attitude and danger prone tendencies that usually resulted in reckless behavior of his part. But even though he held within himself a fair large amount of negative characteristics, that did not meant Draconis didn’t cared about his friends. 

It was true that not many people were indeed close enough to be labeled as such, especially when his social circle consisted of people in craving for contacts and connection in order to stay a step ahead of the competition found right in the same side of the room. He did not blame part of his acquaintances for losing their temper sometimes, bloody hell; he was normally the first one to allow his temper to get above his head. In Draconis’ opinion, that situation was only concerning when the person did not attempted to find their escape on their own. 

And that was the main reason to why the SR-708 designed by proudly by himself was parked in front of an apartment building for the last five minutes. Yoonji was usually the lively girl that attended most of the weekend raves and party clubs that he frequented, and with a wide range of friends in common it wasn’t a surprise to see them hanging out together pretty often. At least, not until the younger woman had hid herself away inside of a shell, and he was genuinely concerned that the time she spend avoiding others to keep it to herself wasn’t even healthy in the first place. 

Leaning his head back against the black colored leather of the driver seat, his large hand quickly reached out for his phone in the passenger seat, tapping the screen unlocked and proceeding to type yet another message towards the blonde woman. Even as a gentleman, he wasn’t the best in waiting—Draconis could barely stand still most of the time, honestly.

[ ✉ ⇒ bombshell ] You have exactly five minutes to pack up everything you need and meet me in the parking lot [ ✉ ⇒ bombshell ] Or I will boast that door open and have it done for you. [ ✉ ⇒ bombshell ] I’m not the best at waiting, beautiful, you should know that by now.

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c to soprano 一

“I wish you were home, gege.” 

The childish voice carried an undertone of longing and disappointment as it echoed through the empty music room, causing the heir to graze his teeth down his bottom lip in frustration, not even the early hours in the morning or the fact he has yet to fall sleep could refrain his heart from clenching tightly as a beat was skipped. His fist unconsciously following the same mechanical reaction as irritation thickened the blood in his veins, Draconis was about to take the first flight back to Canada if the distance between them made his little sister shad a single tear yet again. 

“I promise I will be back soon, little love.” His baritone was apologetic in the English words and the chinese endearing term, free hand sustaining the cello in position against his thigh as he left a heavy sigh scape. “It’s past bedtime hour for you, however, so close your eyes so gege can play you another song.” Long fingers came to rest against the arm of the instrument, the bow already crossing the strings to form a sweet melody, gentle enough to tell a story of its own in hopes to nurse a young princess to sleep. Draconis would never utter a word of complain towards his young sister, but that was the fifth song he was playing that night and although he was indeed tired, he couldn’t exactly blame her for crave his attention. 

Especially considering that he had not been to Canada in at least two months, a shame for the acting head designer and creative director of the Wei Enterprises indeed, but the weight of promoting the imperium across the Asian countries and reinforce their presence in its market had him unreachable during his entire time. And punishment or not, Draconis would leave the place without thinking twice if it meant to keep the light of his life happy in any possible way. 

“Thank you for doing this every night, Chen, she is already soundly asleep. And about your promise to Mei-…” 

 He could not bite back his words before cutting her argument short with his sharp remarks. “Do not worry about it, Hana; I have a meeting with the board members soon, anyhow. Send Father my greetings, and keep him in check, will you please?” He chuckled in a mock of amusement before pressing the red figure on the screen of his phone, his head tilting hurriedly towards the newcomer in the room. “Did anyone ever told you that the point of eavesdropping is not getting caught, beautiful?”

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once upon a waltz 一

With a glass of rum nestled firmly in between long fingers and a devilish smile crossing his lips in amusement the heir to the Wei Enterprises strolled across the dining hall located on the first floor of a hotel building where the first rehearsal dinner for the upcoming wedding was taking place. The idea of an arranged married resulting in a genuine happy ending seemed like a mocking of destiny towards all of those who believed in love, Draconis, although, could indeed see the irony in the entire situation. 

Moreover, as entertaining as it might seem for the outsiders, he had been acquaintances with both the groom and the bride since before any of them could walk, and in his opinion a better match has yet to be made in heaven. A fact that has been charmingly disclose in his small theatrical performance of a rushed wedding speech to humor the engaged couple and the rest of their guests for the night, as it was expected of a best man like himself.

 Draconis operated in an almost mission oriented motion for the matter, in order to make sure that the couple had everything they could possible need to make their weeding night the time of his life, and obviously he had quite a few experiences accompanied his father’s eight ceremonies. – Which made him an avid believer of the fact that every person just need one of those during a lifetime -. 

 The gently touch of a slender hand upon his arm was efficient in having the taller male gazing down to meet the newcomer’s eyes, an eyebrow raised in mild surprise at the sight of not only the fellow Jeguk student, but also his partner for the entire event. “What is wrong, beautiful? Do you need my aid for anything?” He tilted his head in a silent invitation as he rearranged the position of his arm for her to tangle hers properly within his. “I thought we still had a few hours before trying on the entrance again or get to the dance?”

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order of magnitude 一

Long fingers wrapped tightly against the base of a champagne glass, his lips curled upwards in a devilish small smile as his deep baritone spoke proud words about his family, work and company. Valentino suit molding his tall frame and a wine colored tie aiding his craves to strip his lungs out of breath as he excused himself from the ocean of wealth and well-dressed people, all in hope to decrease the urge for overwhelming panic or excitement that a ballroom foundation party could not provide him. 

It was important to represent the Wei Enterprises in Korea when the goal for the year was to expend the business even further through the East Asian market; the entire propaganda work fell upon his shoulder as Draconis transformed himself into a walking marketing product for future business partners and investors. And for an impatient man, he exceeded expectations through the entire night, regardless of how he was bored out of his mind.

 Reaching the rooftop of the building was an easy task when compared to stealthy escaping through behinds the curtains before people start to miss the devilish charming young heir, but as soon as Draconis pushed the door open and leaned his built frame against the safety grid, his hands quickly found the lighter and cigarettes. His first deep breathe in an open space was a nicotine induced drag; it brought a sense of calmness to his craving and dangerous inclined behavior. 

 “Welcome to the newest version of a batcave, kid.” He nodded his head at the sound of the heavy door closing once again behind them, acknowledging the presence of a tall and slim male whose profile silhouette he had seen around before, but not a single name was correlate to it yet. “I hope you don’t mind the smoke or would you care for one?” The heir offered out of politeness as he pressed the end of the cigarette against his lips once again. “The name is Draconis Wei, I don’t recall meeting you earlier.”

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minimalism of draconis wei { 01/? }

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( – coming of  age; feat. draco. )

Her entire face lit up, smile as wide as can be while she waited eagerly for him to come her way.

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Aviator sunglasses were almost useless in their task to prevent the sunlight to invade his still lightly reddened orbs, the results of an entire night filled with rum and drifts, he had won the underground competition faster than his own previous record mark. In hopes, it would be enough to tire himself to sleep after the adrenaline rush he craved for wavered away from his built frame so that he would be able to enter that café in the early hours of the morning for a joint breakfast.

His glasses were relocated to hang around the collar of his button-up shirt as soon as his eyes accustomed to the brightness inside the establishment, teeth grazing his bottom lip slightly as he searched for a familiar face he was supposed to greet for the first time in very long years. Draconis glanced down his wrist, it was never too late to be sure he wasn’t fashionable late without the lady he was supposed to escort tangled within his grasp, but the fact his watch marked eight hours in the morning punctually made him wonder if his state of haze sleepiness had not fooled his brain.

Swaying his phone out of the front pocket of his leather jacket, it was not necessary to unlock the screen to realize he was in the right place and in the right date as for his schedule for the day hang loosely on his notification bar. A frown was quickly displayed in his sharp features, Summer had never been the type to delay herself, it was impossible not to remember her pouts when he took his time to stroll with her to her next appointment, Draconis couldn’t help but to be slightly concerned about the turns of events.

Shaking his head slightly, he moved closer to the petite girl sitting across the back of the café, alone and with a perfect view to the door, his large hands gently falling upon her delicate shoulders as he spoke. “Pardon me, but could you help a gentleman out?” His baritone sounded huskier as he tilted his head slightly to meet her eyes. “I’m looking for a young lady with bright chocolate eyes, medium length hair about the same color, very pale skin save for blushing cheeks and about this tall?” His free hand came to rest a way below his shoulder as he spoke. “She is quite shy, but very lovely, did you see anyone around here that would fit that description?”

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automatic — draco & soonkyu

She’d only passed recently; she wasn’t even that good a driver yet, how was she supposed to know what to do in this situation? And despite promising always to treasure the old car as if it were a limb attached to her tiny body, she kicks at the pedals, smashes her fist against the steering wheel. Fucking typical. Fucking. Typical.

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Long fingertips brushed against his temple repeatedly in a rhythmic harsh massage, the low groan that escaped past his lips doing nothing but worsening the state of his migraines, silently cursing the moment he was brighten with the idea of travelling back and forth between Korea and Canada in three days and actually drive his way out of the airport. There was no amount of love for wheels that could begin to rationalize that irresponsible idea, nor did it explained his increasing will to arrive at the university. 

Regardless, his feet was still heavy against the accelerator and the speedometer marked a number much higher than the limit for a residential area of the city, although, the impatience within him kept on encouraging the heir to reach new limits and break his own records behind that wheel. Draconis had yet to test how much his own invention could run; in theory, he obviously owed one of the fastest cars in the world, in practice, his blood was not rushing cold just yet. 

The curve should lead to an empty and free avenue in that time of the night, the kind of free one-way street that would end exact in the freeway that served as a short escape to the fraternity that had been housing him for the past three years. However, should was a key word indeed, Draconis shift his weight from one leg to another, pressing the break with urgency as his hand reach for the hand break in despair to stop his own car from crashing against the vehicle badly parked in the middle of the avenue. 

“Bloody fucking hell!” He cursed, his breath finally evening as his heart came to life with strong throb against his chest, washing away every bit of exhaustion out his body in the rush of adrenaline he craved. The heir rapidly made his way out of his car, seatbelt violently hitting the door as he made his way to the badly parked oldster, hands curling into fits as he knocked onto the window, an eyebrow raised and his baritone holding an undertone of mocking amusement. “Are you completely insane or do you need a hand with this thing? Open up the hood so I can look or not a single car will be able to cross this avenue until you have this bloody thing moving!”

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✉ ♣

Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

[ ✉ ⇒ mec ] I’m not saying she won’t be a good one! [ ✉ ⇒ mec ] Rather, I’m giving you an advice for life, mate, take it seriously. [ ✉ ⇒ mec ] Never mess with a woman who carries a gun, it should be in every bloke’s survival code.

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[ ✉ ⇒ mec ] Mate, I’m not sure if she comes with the room, [ ✉ ⇒ mec ] but there is a naked woman on the bed. [ ✉ ⇒ mec ] Did you forgot any of yesterday’s girls here?