#( listening to you * sungil )

[sternenschleier]

Immediately sprawls out on Sungil’s couch like the cat he is. He brought food as offering too, so let him live.

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[sonnenstern]

mondregen -- sungil & seoltang.

  Kiryu is so warm. Seoltang sighs again, this time in contentment. He snuggles against Kiryu’s chest, hooking his claws into the fabric of his shirt. It’s not as nice as his pouch, but still nice. If Kiryu lets him, he’d be happy staying like this for a while.   “The only thing that changed recently,” Sungil replies, “is my face at that party of yours. My schedule is hectic as ever, my staff is the same, our apartment is… well, I’ve had Meng install a few new charms. There’s been a few sightings around the neighborhood. Weres, apparently. Even if they live there, I’m not risking anything.”   Seoltang hums. I’ve felt weird magicks in the night more than once. They never lingered, but I told him, anyway. You never know.

“How long has he been like that?” Kiryu asks softly as he leans back a bit so Seoltang has it more comfortable against his chest. It’s odd, how he’s become someone who provides more comfort than taking it (especially when he didn’t have his human form back then). But at the same time, Kiryu feels as if it’s right to do so as he gently cradles the other familiar in his arms. 

Hiro hums again. “The only thing I can advice for now is to try and use your magic less to see if Seoltang gets better, to be honest?” There’s a thoughtful expression on his face. He has a suspicion, but... “I can’t tell you more right now. I’m sorry.”

[accxlades-a]

STARTER FOR - { @everdreamt feat. jihun}

“didn’t i tell you to pivot with your right foot?”  there’s hidden exasperation in the tone of his voice:  annoyance and frustration bordering on the edge of it.

a hand is snatching the towel from sungil’s hands, tossing it behind the god on the floor as he stares at the other’s face.  children and teenagers that can’t listen?  jihun can handle them, but when it’s adults that refuse to listen to him--some even claiming they won’t because of what parts he’s missing--boil him over with anger.  it’s been hours already trying to teach this man proper form, not even having gotten to the point of showing him how to even punch or kick.

“i’m the fucking expert here, you don’t get to do things however you feel when you need to make it look real.”

[sternenkrone-a-blog]

@cauterize & co: who can hold their alcohol and who's giggling after the first sip of soju? :3c

   if you give lys alcohol there’s a 500% chance of him going all red in the face, super clingy super whiny, happy one second and bawling his eyes out the next. don’t let him drink. please. don’t.   on the other end of the spectrum there’s qiaomeng who’ll drink you under the table and still be able to walk normally. he’s that sort of person. also waxes poetically about life when he’s shitfaced. it’s fun.   jiseok…… is tiny but mighty. listen. he can drink. but once he reaches a specific point, he’s just dead to the world. windows shutting down. jiseok.exe? not today. try again in five days.   minchan’s a disaster when he’s drunk. lots of dancing involved. like, i’m-taking-off-my-clothes-while-dancing-on-this-table dancing. he doesn’t like alcohol that much to begin with so getting him drunk is pretty difficult. unless it’s sugary or good red wine he won’t touch it. soju is The Enemy. “it tastes like unwashed ass.” – kim minchan, 2018.   sanha doesn’t drink. he just doesn’t. you can’t make him drink, either. he gets drunk pretty easily, but, like, that’s not something he’s concerned with. he’d rather have a coke.    another person you should never give alcohol is xander. not because he’s a lightweight but because he’s got an alcohol problem and he rlly doesn’t need anyone feeding into that. get him professional help instead.    eunsoo gets tipsy from two sips of champagne. does that put it into perspective. very flirty drunk. strips sometimes. flushes red like a tomato. makes bad decisions when drunk also. once dyed his hair pastel pink while he was shitfaced and the next morning his stepmom gave him an earful. awful times.    alistair’s kind of like sanha. they don’t drink but they just rlly don’t like the taste of alcohol. might hold their liquor a little better than sanha does though. we’ll never know.    sungil wishes he could drink like qiaomeng but the truth is that nobody can drink like qiaomeng. he’s somewhere in the middle. not super quick to be drunk but. a couple glasses of soju will make him find everything funny. also gets red-faced.    and finally there’s wyatt who’s… in the middle, too, i’d think. the problem is that he’s a competitive asshole. if you play drinking games with him he WILL get shitfaced so badly you’ll have to carry him home. he doesn’t back down from a challenge. don’t play drinking games with him.

[sternenschleier]

Going outside ended up requiring much more effort from his side than he originally anticipated. After what happened, it probably isn’t that much of a surprise for him to be so hesitant and scared about stepping outside, but, if Kiryu has to be honest, he thought he’d be over it after a few days of staying behind the safe walls that he calls Meng’s and his home - their home. However, a few steps after getting outside, Kiryu quickly found himself sticking to his fiance like a shadow, their hands intertwined and him holding onto the other’s arm as if it’s some sort of life line. Meng hasn’t commented on it, but he knows that it makes his beloved worried - and he’s grateful that the other hasn’t commented on it while they made their way to the café Sungil has suggested.

So, when they finally arrive at their destination, Kiryu visibly relaxes, though he makes no move to part from his fiance anytime soon as the two of them walk over to the occupied table, safe from curious glances. “-- sorry for making you wait. It took longer to get here than we anticipated,” Kiryu’s quick to apologize after greeting his brother-in-law with a small wave of his hand. 

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[sternenschleier]

It isn’t unusual for Sungil to stop by their place. He’s Qiaomeng’s brother, so inviting the other over for dinner (while knowing fully well how much he enjoys eating homemade meals) is only natural. What makes it unusual, though, is for Sungil to stop by unannounced on his own, without so muchas a call or a text to give them a heads up.

Like now.

Kiryu can’t help but stare at the other upon opening the door, for a moment actually fearing that he might have forgotten about inviting Sungil over. But then he sees the other’s expression, even worse than his usual, neutral pokerface (how he’s able to differ between them now, he has no idea). So, without thinking twice, he lets the other inside with a worried expression gracing his features. 

Meng tends to say that the two of them aren’t as close as they used to be anymore, but still, the fact that Sungil still tells Qiaomeng most of the things that bother him is, in his opinion, more than prrof enough that their bond is still there. And Kiryu easily notices when he should retire and leave the brothers on their own. “Uh... do you want me to leave you two alone? You know, to--” Talk, maybe.

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[sonnenstern]

mondregen – sungil & seoltang.

 "No,“ Sungil says with a frown, but Seoltang knows better.   He crawls closer towards Kiryu, trying to get his attention with a noise between a whine and a sigh. He uses magic all the time. Just doesn’t notice it a lot. Sungil’s frown deepens. Seoltang ignores it. He’s just as eager to find a fix to this problem. Only sleeping all day annoys him to no end. He zapped Kibum-hyung the other day to make him stop nagging. That counts as strong magic, right?    Sungil rolls his eyes. “So what? Why would that affect you at all?”   Seoltang doesn’t have an answer for that.

Kiryu doesn’t waste a second to pick the other familiar up, one hand gently patting Seoltang’s head. He wishes he can help more, but somehow, nothing of the things he’s heard match anything he’s gone through. So, he decides to just cradle Seoltang close to his chest, lips formed into a small pout as he relays everything forward to Hiro.

“Well, seeing that Seoltang is tied to your magic, you usually pay attention to how much of it you use because if you use too much, it can affect your familiar.” Hiro hums thoughtfully. “But knowing you, you probably didn’t do more than you usually do, consciously or unconsciously.” He reaches out to gently rub over Seoltang’s head. “Were there any... major changes or anything? Something that needed adjusting? For both of you?”

[sonnenstern]

mondregen – sungil.

  Sungil doesn’t bother with a proper greeting.    When he’d said he wanted to take Seoltang to Hiroki and Kiryu, Seoltang hadn’t been very ecstatic. Not because he doesn’t like the two of them – especially Kiryu, he’s very fond of. It’s nice to have someone to talk to aside from Sungil. Kiryu is as humble and as sweet as Nabi was when Jiseok and Sungil were still friends. Seoltang hasn’t seen Nabi ever since their falling out.   Sungil’s hand reaches for him, nestled in his favorite pouch slung around Sungil’s body like a sling bag, and pulls him out. Seoltang protests, but goes limp, not enough strength left to struggle.   “Here,” says Sungil, and places him unceremoniously on Hiroki’s counter. “He’s been sluggish and sleeps through the whole day. I have no idea what’s going on.”    Seoltang looks up in time to catch Sungil’s gaze. Although there’s little emotion in his eyes, his concern bleeds into their bond more openly than he recalls it ever doing before. He looks away, guilt stabbing at his core. If he knew how to, he would go back to being the way he was in an instant.

“-- right, so the best idea is to just drop him onto the counter,” Hiro retorts while putting the last two books away - just in time to see Kiryu already moving over to the other familiar with a worried expression gracing his features. With a sigh, Hiro follows, one hand carefully patting down the little sugar glider. The magic around him seems fine - a bit irregular on some parts, but overall enveloping Seoltang in a way that seems as if he’s being embraced. His gaze flicker towards Sungil. “Did you use some potent spells or anything these days? Or magic? Like, unconsciously maybe?”

[sternenschleier]

"Duh." Sungil rolls his eyes. "I know that. I just didn't expect him to shift. He seemed pretty comfortable, lazing on my bed. Naked." The image is fresh in his mind, and no matter how much he tries to ignore it, it keeps circling back. He can't deny Hyojong's existence. "Are you sure you didn't conduct any weird experiments on him? It's a little hard to believe that this is what he looks like when he's not human." While Qiaomeng has since come to Kiryu's rescue, Sungil stays right where he is.

“I was naked, too, when I first shifted,” Kiryu retorts while trying to get Hyojong to stop hiding from Sungil. Seriously, this is getting ridiculous. He can relate where the other is coming from, but if Hyojong continues to behave like that, who knows if Sungil will stick along for much longer? “... c’mon now. You’re supposed to be a majestic dragon. Don’t hide yourself. You’re pretty, you hear? As pretty as you are in your human form,” Kiryu coos softly, his grip on Hyojong’s claws loosening a bit. “You don’t have to be ashamed of yourself. You are who you are, okay? Whether you’re in your human form or your dragon form.”

And Kiryu’s words... they seem to work. Hyojong still hesitates a bit as he stays where he is, but at the other’s gentle urging, he finally lets his claws get pried off, revealing a pair of icy blue eyes that immediately looked around to look for Sungil. It’s obvious that he wants nothing more than to approach his witch, but seeing that the other hasn’t stepped closer yet, Hyojong remains where he is, waiting with bated breath while he feels Kiryu gently patting his head.

[sternenschleier]

The presence of that tail didn't occur to him until now -- though it's only after Kiryu's complaint that the puzzle pieces slowly click together. Sungil gapes at him struggling to pull. Gapes at the scales, glinting in the light overhead, a very familiar shade of burgundy. "... are you telling me /this/ is him?" Hyojong, his mind supplies. It's a nice name. "But when he showed up, he wasn't -- he was a guy."

With a loud groan, the two of them end up sprawled out on the ground when Kiryu finally manages to pull Hyojong out from behind the couch - though he ends up more or less being squashed by that bigger-dog-sized dragon that seems more than willing to curl up in himself so that he doesn’t have to face Sungil. At least not in this form. He’s heard Meng and Kiryu talk about how unusual the form of a mythological beast is, and a quick glance at his claws have been enough for Hyojong to deem himself... well, not good enough to see his witch.

After all, if he got kicked out in his human form already, how high are the chances that Sungil would accept him in his form?

“Familiars may have a human form, but their primary form is that of an animal - or a mythological creature, in this case. That’s probably even rarer than familiars that can turn human,” Kiryu huffs out, struggling to crawl out from underneath Hyojong who still doesn’t dare to face Sungil. “Also,” he pants out, “some help would be nice?” He’s still struggling, if that hasn’t been obvious enough.

[sternenschleier]

A warning /would/ have been nice, indeed. But Sungil has no time to dwell on it, too focused on not tripping over his own two feet. "Use your words, will you? Don't shove me around like that." Sure, he might have done a terrible thing, but that doesn't excuse Kiryu getting so handsy. As soon as he passes the threshold into the living room, Qiaomeng sighs at him. But the stranger part is that his familiar is nowhere in sight. "Didn't you say my -- you-know-what showed up? Where's he?"

“Familiar. You mean your familiar. Don’t treat us as something forbidden just because you binge-watched the Harry Potter with Meng a few years ago and got scared of calling Voldemort by his name,” Kiryu huffs out as he lets Sungil go and glimpses towards the back of the couch. Where the dragon tails is still visible. It doesn’t seem as if Hyojong has made any attempts to get out or shift back yet. “… now excuse me while I try to get your familiar to show yourself. He wants to be called Hyojong, by the way.” And with that, Kiryu has crouched down, both hand grabbing onto the tail as he pulls.

Hyojong lets out a grunt (and it’s a miracle in itself that he doesn’t accidentally burn the couch to ashes) while trying to struggle, though he gets surprised by how powerful Kiryu seems to be despite being on the skinnier side (at least his human form). “– c’mon now, don’t make this more difficult and complicated than it actually is.” Kiryu sounds audibly annoyed by now. “You’ve been whining to me about missing your witch for more than a day, and now that he finally shows up, you suddenly feel flustered? Why are you like this–”

[sternenschleier]

Despite himself, Sungil stops by in the evening. A part of him does feel bad about the entire situation, but another, much stronger one still wants nothing to do with this. He lets himself in, a deep frown on his face. Why his familiar decided to seek out Qiaomeng, of all people, is beyond him. And Qiaomeng's crypticness this morning didn't help in the slightest. "I'm here," he calls out as he takes off his shoes, dreading what's about to come.

Kiryu is startled awake by Hyojong immediately shaking him off and vanishing behind the couch, his dragon tail still visible because he simply doesn’t really fit there. Blinking after the other familiar, all he can do is blink and then exchange a glance with his witch before he moves, the soft mewl escaping him sounding like a sigh. This was not the reaction he has expected from the other after listening to the other whine for a day because he’s been missing Sungil. (Not that Kiryu can’t relate, because knowing himself, he’d act the same if he were in Hyojong’s shoes.)

It doesn’t seem as if the other plans on getting out of his position anytime soon, no matter how uncomfortable and awkward the other looks in his dragon form. Kiryu lets out another meow as he makes his way towards Sungil, on his way shifting back into his human form (and probably accidentally startling the other because a warning would have been nice). “-- about time,” he greets the other, not wasting a second to move behind Sungil and literally shove him towards the living room.

[sternenschleier]

[ → kiryu ] Sometimes, you make it seem like you and my brother share one brain cell. [ → kiryu ] At the agency they work for, of course. Owned by Aurora, in case I haven't mentioned that yet. [ → kiryu ] But I know they offer to meet in a casual setting, also. For people who don't want to make it too obvious. That should fit the bill, right? [ → kiryu ] A cafe or the park or whatever else. [ → kiryu ] Your choice. [ → kiryu ] I'll have to be there, I suppose.

[ text -- sungil ] tell me why I like you again?[ text -- sungil ] aurora, huh. no, you haven’t mentioned it yet. how dare you.[ text -- sungil ] imagine one day all coteries get involved bc of something[ text -- sungil ] ... on a second thought, let’s hope it won’t ever come to that[ text -- sungil ] let’s go for a cafe then.[ text -- sungil ] do you have one in mind that doesn’t attract too much attention?[ text -- sungil ] and I’m thinking about you especially here

[sternenschleier]

[ → kiryu ] Stop by? What, at my place? [ → kiryu ] Oh no. No, that won't do. [ → kiryu ] Pick somewhere public. Don't make it so personal.

[ text -- sungil ] oh.[ text -- sungil ] see, that’s also why I trust you[ text -- sungil ] where did you meet your bodyguards? [ text -- sungil ] I’m bad at this, help me[ text -- sungil ] are you going to be there, too?

[sternenschleier]

[ → kiryu ] Protective? I have no idea what makes you say that. [ → kiryu ] It's not to stop him, per se. But digging up some dirt can go a long way. That kind of thing always spirals out of control, and before he knows it, he loses all his credibility. [ → kiryu ] His job would consequently go down the drain along the way. [ → kiryu ] That's my general idea, anyway.

[ text – sungil ] I’m pretty sure you know what I mean[ text – sungil ] but anyway[ text – sungil ] I like your general idea[ text – sungil ] a lot, actually[ text – sungil ] pretty sure that there’s a lot of dirt on him in the first place[ text – sungil ] hmmm

[sternenschleier]

[ → kiryu ] ... [ → kiryu ] Nothing too drastic, obviously. Just a little scandal. Something to tarnish his reputation. [ → kiryu ] But it looks like that might not even be necessary. You have more connections than I was aware of. [ → kiryu ] Maybe you should go and talk with your friends before I think up something. [ → kiryu ] And in the meantime: bodyguards. I'm serious.

[ text -- sungil ] tarnishing his reputation won’t stop him[ text -- sungil ] I think the worst that can happen to him is when he’s not allowed to be a politician anymore. hah.[ text -- sungil ] I’m planning to, I promise[ text -- sungil ] as I said, that’s why I added you to the group chat[ text -- sungil ] ...[ text -- sungil ] ......[ text -- sungil ] I. I never took you for the protective type