#Thread (Teddy and KB)

[lxvenderhxzehv]

Where: The Radio station Who: Teddy and KB (@containatrocity)

It was commercial free block they had become and more frequent as Teddy's visits to KB had taken up the rest of his time. sessions with Hayden in the morning, work at restaurant, then finish the day visiting with KB. He had to, he had to do something that wasn't sleeping or just sitting at home a wallowing. And while he had thrown in a few hook ups here and there Teddy was trying his best to figure out what was wrong with him. "So therapy is going pretty good I guess? I mean I don't really know I've never done it before..."

It was weird, how this year had gone from a dream to a total nightmare within a day. He wasn't mad at Kirby by any means we was glad they felt they could come to him and tell him how they were feeling. And now thinking back he should had handled it better but he panicked and couldn't lie to them anymore. He wish he could see them to just talk to them. "I miss them dad.....I miss them so much and I can't do a damn thing about it" He sighed.

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DREAM TEAM LEGACY

SCHEDULE TYPE: ONE TIME GIG

following several weeks of casting with KBS2, the main PD of the show has again selected over 30 participants for the second season of DREAM TEAM LEGACY.

individually, trainees have been notified of their participation in the show, day of filming, place of filming and their partners. KBS has confirmed a payment of 603,000 KRW for participation (due to split income with the company, trainees will be paid 301,500 KRW each).

after a randomized draw, we have determined last season’s winning team: YELLOW TEAM and RED TEAM. it has no incidence on season two and is mainly to allow returning participants to know where they stand.

this season, each team will participate in a city-wide race. they will go against another team, and whoever reaches the finish line within the fastest time wins. this season more than the previous one is meant to push them to the limit of their physical abilities and test their team spirit. they will start at kbs station and given a map of the city with a precise order of locations to get to. the way they reach these locations is up to them: whether by foot, bus, taxi or subway, they must use their knowledge of the city traffic to determine the best and quickest route to each location. once there, they must complete the challenge in order to receive a puzzle piece. after collecting the 12 pieces, they must race back to kbs station, complete their puzzle and press the buzzer to hopefully seize victory. teams do not have the same itinerary, so we’ll allow you to make your own order, and not specify it. the 10 challenges are: bungee jumping (everyone must jump, and grab the teddy bear before falling), pool obstacle course, military-style obstacle course, ice skating obstacle course (move on when everyone has completed a course), jump rope team challenge (must reach 50 jumps), archery challenge (move on when each member scored 50 points), funny oreo challenge (as a team, fill the glass as quickly as possible), treasure hunt (find the puzzle piece as fast as possible in a pool filled with mud), climbing the side of a building (everyone must climb) and tangled rope challenge (each member frees themselves as quickly as possible)

here are the groups: (teams were kept the same for the participants who are still on the show, with the addition of new teammates to complete them)

EPISODES 1-3:

RED TEAM: HAN SEHOON, IM HYUNJIN, LIM SANGHYUN, NOH JANGMI, SEO YURA, TSAI KING

YELLOW TEAM: BAE NATHAN, BANG SOOKYUNG, CHOI JUNKYU, HWANG SUBIN, PONGSAK ARINYA

EPISODES 4-6:

PURPLE TEAM: AHN JAEHWA, JUNG WOOBIN, JO JIWOO, JUNG MISO, PONGSAK TEE, TECHAAPAIKHUN KIT

GREEN TEAM:  HAN YISOL, JANG TAESUNG, JEON HARU, JUNG JIHYE, KIM HYUNBIN, KIM JINSEO

EPISODES 7-9:

BLUE TEAM: BAE DOHA, CHAE HOON, KIM JINAH, LEE AARON, LEE YUSHIN

PINK TEAM: JEON HAEUN, JI HANEUL, LEE BENJI, LEE DAEYEOL, SHIN YEJUN, YOON ARIA

IMPORTANT: as written in the requirements, the thread has to be when the cameras ARE rolling, please do not write threads during breaks or off camera, the goal is to write about what the viewers are likely to see. before writing about any incident like injuries, please communicate first with the main. of course, since you won’t be aware of which team wins beforehand, refrain from writing about being better or faster than another team (and do not mention names unless agreed upon with the other team’s mun first, but you can leave it vague. the winning team will be randomized, unless a team specifically agrees to lose for writing purposes and won’t be counted (please also inform us if that is the case)

REQUIREMENTS

you have until APRIL 24, 11:59PM EST to complete the following requirements using the hashtag #lgc:dreamteam. since there’s a lot of people in your teams, we came up with two ways to write requirements. of course, only pick ONE.

ONE THREAD with one of your partners while the cameras are rolling. for every four replies (two per mun) you’ll receive 3 VARIETY AND 2 NOTORIETY up to 9 VARIETY  AND 6 NOTORIETY.

ONE SOLO of 200+ words,  in which your character comments on their dream team experience for 5 POINTS TO DISTRIBUTE AS YOU WISH AND 2 NOTORIETY.

OR

TWO THREADS with two different partners (of your team) while the cameras are rolling. each thread should have six replies (three per mun) and will reward 5 VARIETY AND 3 NOTORIETY for a total of 10 VARIETY AND 6 NOTORIETY.

ONE SOLO of 200+ words,  in which your character comments on their dream team experience for 5 POINTS TO DISTRIBUTE AS YOU WISH AND 2 NOTORIETY.

please submit the following form ONCE on the points blog before APRIL 24, 11:59PM EST.

TITLE: MUSE NAME · DREAM TEAM LEGACY – THREAD(S): + (#) variety, + (#) notoriety [ LINK ] (link both threads if you did two) – SOLO: + 5 ( skill points distribution ), +2 notoriety [ LINK ]

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It hurt more hearing this from KB. Suddenly he felt like a child again getting scolded for doing something wrong. He didn't like it, it made the blood drain from his face and his eyes well up. He hadn't felt like that in a long time. Like a disappointment, it was the first time in a long time that Teddy questioned if he'd ever be good enough. Good enough for his friends, good enough son to KB, Good enough Boss, or a good enough Boyfriend for Kirby, or for anyone really. Was he really even worth the effort to fix in therapy? it wasn't KB's fault. He didn't know the shit his other father had put him through. Constantly telling him his choices were wrong when he played sports, who he hung out with, or the things her ate growing up. Now he was doing just that and he was starting to think that the horrible man he once called dad was right. He couldn't make good decisions, he needed them made for him. He was too stupid, too uninformed to do the right thing.

Teddy shrugged "Kirby won't go to therapy, I know them enough to know that..." he shook his head "I just mean I hate that I'm not a safe space for them anymore...You should have seen the way he looked at me." his cheeks began to warm again but now this time it was the tears pulling from his eyes. He was trying to hold them back. Stop his face from pushing them out. "It's not....just them It's what they've given me..." He tried his best to explain. "I've learned so much about myself, the world, and more because of Kirby..." He shrugged "I felt free to finally be myself, do what I love becasue watching them be themselves, their honest and give no fucks self....has made me want to do the same" he sighed "being a good friend, partner, whatever the fuck I end up being to them when this is all over.....is the least I can do to thank them for that." he set the mug down. It was giving him no comfort now anyways "So no, maybe I don't need Kirby anymore becasue I got what I wanted i can be 'content' grow old and know that I have staked my claim in this town. But I still want them in my life. I'd still be stuck, miserable in the hardware store, or I might not have even told you about who I was....but becasue they saw how happy it would make me, pushed me, supported me...I was able to do it. I am still happy about everything I changed last year....but I want to be happy about it with them!"

"Lots of good things hurt at least a little- it's part of the human experience, kiddo." KB insists. "It was the right thing, even if it was the painful one." He sighs, taking a drink of his cocoa. "Teddy, listen, you can promise not to fight, or make each other unhappy until you're blue in the face, you could mean it every single time- it's still going to happen. Everyone has a bad day, everyone gets on somebody's nerves, and everybody's going to disagree or not see eye to eye on something. To beat yourself up over doing something that's normal is only going to make that space bigger." The older man adjusts, examines his son quietly. "It's clear you both care about each other- a lot, and it's even clearer you're very upset about how things went with your talk. But it was something you needed to do, and it's better it happened now, before either of you rushed headlong into something and wound up resentful of the things between you that do work."

Teddy laments that he's worried about Kirby, and KB nods. "And if they are, that's hardly your fault- Teddy, if it was just you keeping them from harm's way, then they weren't doing themselves the minimum kindness to appreciate themselves beyond other people- Which is something therapy needs to fix- not a well-meaning boyfriend." Teddy continues, though, and KB frowns, patting his knee. "And if you can't see value in the world beyond someone else, that's a you problem, my boy. There are hundreds of things that make being alive worth it, as small as a birdsong or as big as a birthday dinner. Never, ever live for anybody but you. And fix you for you. I know you love Kirby, kiddo- but it's dangerous to be so reliant on someone else for your happiness- and that's not even just a Huntsville thing." His brow creases. "You know that's unhealthy, Teddy. You're a whole person- don't reduce yourself to the idea that you're not perfectly deserving of happiness- even without Kirby around."

[lxvenderhxzehv]

Where: the radio station Who: Teddy and KB ( @containatrocity)

Teddy never really got nervous. Usually only around Kirby and even then he could hide it pretty well. However this was almost too much for him, this was telling a secret that might change his life forever. Teddy never though he still had family in Hunstville after his own parents died. However knowing that KB was, or could be his actual dad gave him at least a little bit of hope that he wasn't as alone as he thought he was. Of course he had his found family and it really was all he ever needed, but he did want to make up for the 33 years he missed out on on having KB as a dad. He wanted him to know the truth.

Kirby sat outside of the radio studio as Teddy went in, his mothers Journal in tow. He was more thankful for them being there than he could ever express. The station was doing an uninterrupted music block and it was father day...Teddy figured there was no better day to tell him than that day. He took a deep breath and came into the booth knocking on the door lightly making sure he didn't scare KB. "Hey, KB can we talk real quick...." Teddy with a sigh.

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Teddy took the mug from KB and sighed "but I hurt them in the process" He explained. "I promised I wouldn't hurt them, that we would be okay. Kirby and I never fight..." He shook his head "They probably think I hate them" That was far from the truth. he thought the world of Kirby and nothing would change that. Especially not them being Poly. He took a sip from the mug in his hand. The hot coco felt like a warm hug that was much needed. It was moments like this that Teddy was grateful he had KB.

"Its taken us nearly 3 years to get together. 3 years of pinning over them...I want nothing more than to be with them. I don't want to take a break...." He sighed trying to figure out why his stupid brain even made him say it out loud. "I'm worried they're not doing that....that they're out there getting themselves in trouble becasue I'm an idiot..." and there was nothing he could do about it because they won't want to hear anything Teddy had to say. Teddy shook his head "Kirby makes everything here worth it...." He said simply "I've never felt the need or the want to have a partner....but Kirby I-" he drank more of his coco hoping it would help him get the words out "I want to be with them till the day I die and I just don't feel that way with anyone else" He explained. "I don't think I ever will. With this dumb town I don't know if I even have that much time..." He noted out loud. He nodded "Without them I feel Empty..."

"But you are doing something about it." KB insists with a hum, carefully doctoring two cups of hot chocolate and passing one to Teddy carefully. "The powder's a little expired- but it should be alright." He informs, before he continues. "You are doing something- you went to therapy, and you were as open and honest with Kirby as you could be about the way you felt. There's a lot of people who would never have been kind enough to themselves and their partner to do even that." He smiles, despite the conversation at hand, at being called 'dad'. He'd missed that a little more than he thought.

"I think, maybe it's best you two take some breathing room." He squeezes Teddy's shoulder gently. "I get the feeling Kirby's the type to leg it when they feel cornered- Trying to talk now with everything so fresh isn't going to get you two anywhere. They need time to think- and so do you." He reminds softly, sitting down across from Teddy on the station lounge couch. "You know, I never settled down with anybody, and never called anywhere but the road home, even after coming here to take over the station. For the first several years of the paradox, I felt like a caged animal- I wanted something to shake me out of the funk, because my 'usual' wasn't the fix anymore. Wanderlust is a real thing, bud... and for some people, it's everything guiding their path. You might not be one of those kinds of people, and that's okay. But Kirby might be. And from what you've told me, that's not a bad thing- just a thing that... doesn't match up on your big ol' puzzle called life. And after so long finding where the pieces fit with no issue- it's frustrating, isn't it? Makes ya feel a little lost."

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"so I have half siblings? Sweeeet" he said with a laugh "how cool it that!" Teddy always wondered what it would have been like growing up with a sibling. However it was just something his mother was never interested in. She had always told Teddy that he was enough for them and he at least felt good about that. "Me too, I mean most of the people around here now are my found family. So It was nice to hear..." Teddy chuckled "I won't, I'm just so happy....this has been weighing on me a lot lately especially with everything going on recently. I figured living in a town like this were not promised tomorrow" He shrugged "I didn't want to regret not telling you."

Teddy nodded, He was sure his mother had her reasoning for keeping it for so long. The fear of her husbands wrath being one of them. Teddy wondered if she had admitted it to him would he have Kicked them both out. "Perfect, I do make a mean burger" He chuckled. "You got it pops" He smiled brightly. He laughed a little as he head to the door "Oh god, you have no Idea....You might be a little disappointed It wasn't much of a life." He shrugged but his smile never wavered "I'll leave you too it and be back in a jiff."

"Teddy, bud, I've spent most of my adult life as a children's entertainer for free-raised at least four kids in a particularly amicable arrangement with their mothers without getting married once. I've definitely got nothing against the idea of finding out I've still got family around... Hell, I was committed to a lonely Father's Day up until a few minutes ago." He smiles a bit as Teddy pulls back, wiping his face. "Don't you go crying on me, because then I'll start crying, and then we're both just grown men crying in the middle of a radio station, and there's so many better places for mutual crying. A van. A gas station bathroom, Warped Tour- just, the whole thing, for that one." He pulls him in for another hug, this one a little shorter before he breaks away again, taking the offered journal and tabbing to the page Teddy had dog eared- he doesn't need the proof- he'd said what he meant- as far as he was concerned, Teddy had been family for years- to know he was his son by blood would only change the fact he hadn't been able to do for him what he'd done for his half siblings- encourage them to spread their wings and get the hell out of Huntsville- KB liked the small town safety it had once offered- he would never have kept Teddy here if he wanted to see the world.

"Well, her word's as good as anything, isn't it? And we may as well make the most of today." He smiles, patting Teddy's shoulder firmly as he offers to cook. "You know, I haven't had a solid burger in a while. Just haven't had the uh... get up and go." He hasn't felt safe enough to walk to the diner- fear rules Kieran Barnes- it has for ages, a Hermit in the middle of town, surrounded by neighbors but an island, even still. "I've got one cut in for a commercial break in a couple hours, and then we're back to non-stop music for the next four. What do you say you scrape up lunch for us to share, and I'll man the fort- then when ya get back, we talk about Teddy. 33 years is a lot of time I'm gonna need to catch up on- and I wanna know everything, kid. Hopes, dreams, even the stupid ones where you're a power ranger. All of it."

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Teddy chuckled "Yeah she was..." His mom for the most part was a good parent. Better than his dad was by a mile however there was a part of Teddy that felt a resentment towards her. Because she let him live such a long life questioning who he was, where he belonged. let that man he thought was his father control his life without a care in the world. "she was one of the good ones..." He finished his outward thought. Teddy shook his head "I've always enjoy helping you out here... I promise its never felt like an obligation..." he laughed a bit at the decoration of Kb maybe not being the best example of an adult.

Teddy accepted the hug, like he had been long over due. He had always felt a connection to KB even as a kid. He gravitated towards the man. He had always felt like a familial figure to him, usually having answers to questions Teddy could never seem to get to himself. "I guess there's was a part of me that worried you wouldn't..." He huffed, teddy rarely cried but suddenly he felt the tears on his cheeks. "you wouldn't want to hear it, I wasn't exactly sure where you might have stood on the whole thing...." He sighed a laugh escaping pulling away from the hug "I figured there wasn't a day better than today...." He shrugged wiping his eyes with his sleeve finally settling down "you deserved to know just like I had...." He shrugged. "I brought this for you to read..." He reached out to hand him the journal "Even if you don't need proof or want to read it....she seemed really sure of it...she didn't mention any tests or anything..." He tailed off not that it mattered like KB had said. Teddy knew this felt right "I'd really like I make something for you for father's day If I could...Cooking is kind of my specialty. whats your favorite dish? I can run home and make it and bring it back here for you"

"Of course I remember your mom- always seemed like a nice lady- was a shame what happened to her- to a lot of people, really." He's not quite sure where the question is going- but KB remembered Mrs. Collins well enough- as a fellow denizen of Huntsville- as a fling when he'd first settled in town to take over The Riot after a few hundred tours over the four years prior- he'd slammed the brakes on the touring lifestyle, but there were a few things he never quite hung up- none of his kids had come from a marriage, after all, coparented with romantic partners that had, while amicable, always ended without any engagement to speak of. "Oh, you know I don't need you coming to babysit me, Teddy, I'm a big boy, grown up, in fact- okay, well, I'm tall and I'm old, 'grown up' maybe is a bold declaration." he chuckles. "I appreciate the company when I get it, you shouldn't feel obligated to come around- especially if life's more than a little heavy for you, kid."

He quiets, though, as Teddy's grip on the journal catches his attention, and as the younger man continues- the disconnect he'd felt from his father, the way the man had insisted he stay here in town to follow his dreams instead of Teddy's own- There's a creeping realization that crawls up his back before the bomb drops between them. "Oh, Teddy." He sighs, adjusting his glasses on his nose and stepping forward to drag the younger man into a tight hug. "You sat on this for a year? I would have heard you out as soon as you knew." He insists, the hug not quite crushing, but tight, the years of hauling equipment for bands still present in his frame. "This is... a hell of a thing to have sprung on me- but I'll give it to you, your timing is impeccable." He laughs a bit, the sound soft. "Well, listen. I already thought of you as family for ages now, so you know what? Right or wrong, I'm glad to know it, Son." It comes easily, the smile on his face still present despite the visible watering of his eyes. "And it looks like we've got lost time to make up for, huh? Like, three decades of it, at least."

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Somehow, Teddy had found comfort in KB, he felt bad for startling him despite his efforts not too. Teddy knew that was just his nature and didn't take it personally. He had always helped KB growing up and even into adulthood. His mother had always told him he didn't need to be going up to station and stop bothering the poor man. Espically when he was younger. However the older he got the more she realized he was going to gravitate towards what he felt most happy doing. His summers spent between the hardware store and here as a child were some of his favorites. "I know I haven't been coming around much and I wanted to apologize for that..." he started off. Not really sure how else to go with this. "I've just been having a few things on my mind lately..." He leaned on a desk that was pretty cleared off for the most part. "You remember my Mom right?" he asked toying with pages in the journal in his hand. "you know she was one of the first people we lost that night of the paradox...along with my dad" He was just talking not really making any sense "well at least who I thought was my dad" He looked up from the book in his hand "We never really got along, my dad and I, I always gave him push back. Always resented him for pushing me to do everything, making me conform to a society and a culture that I truthfully wanted nothing to do with" Not to mention pushing his dreams on to Teddy. "Yet I still did it still trying to make him proud, when deep down I always felt like there was something wrong with me" He admited "I unpacked and I read through some of my mom's journal's a little less than a year ago. They go so early as her first day of middle school till the last day she was alive" Taking a deep breath, mainly to calm himself "KB, according to these journals I think you might actually be my Dad..."

It's bittersweet, Father's day. In a way, KB is thankful his kids are too busy, too far away, to have made that trip back to Huntsville- that there are people who he loves who aren't trapped here, uncertainty coloring their existence- unaware that someone who'd taught them to face their fears above everything if it meant being happy, had isolated himself for what he assumed was the most sustainable kind of safety- paranoia and rarely, if ever leaving his makeshift home in the radio station- he had everything he needed, after all, barring laundry and a shower- something he could fix easily by a couple trips to the Gym nearby once a week. It was how he got by, skipping like a stone between places that were safe. Gym, Library, Station. In a way, there's comfort- that somewhere, far away from the suffering of Huntsville, his family is safe.

More of him misses phone calls and poorly made cards- wonders if he's a granddad, at this point- and then those wonders make him feel too old, so he stops thinking about them. It's lost in these specific thoughts in the booth, slumped in his well-loved leather office chair with a pair of crochet hooks and a pile of yarn in his lap slowly taking the shape of a rodent of some kind that he jolts- Glancing over his shoulder at the door. "Oh- Teddy!- it's no problem, I've got a few hours of requests and new music queued up." He holds up his crochet project. "Figured I'd spend a little time making something in the interim, folk don't want to spend the whole of their holiday listening to me go on and on." He laughs, sitting the hooks aside and dusting himself off, groaning as he extends to his proper height, and levels the younger man with a warm smile. "What's up, dude?" It's vernacular that sounds a little odd on somebody KB's age- it's vernacular he's been using since he was younger than Teddy.