#i somehow manged to put very little effort into this and way too much at the same time

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Don't ask me why I drew this cos I have no idea

[ducknotinarow]

03/07 RaphVon - [🎁] our muses exchange holiday gifts

| SEND AN EMOJI FOR A STARTER ! ↳ winter season & holiday based

Leave it to Mikey to somehow get Von and Don to agree to the baby shower idea. But hey did go all out even though at some point it seemed he forgot that it was meant for the mother seeing how the banned had to have Don's nah scribbled out and replaced by Von's. Idiot. Was Raphael's main thought as he been hanging back during most of this thing. Mikey manged to pull a few of the invited parties into the games which just seemed dumb to Raphael. He purposely said 'baby' near the start and gave his pin away to whoever was nearest to him and sort of hung towards the back of it all. The baby shower wasn't really his thing.

When he noticed Von as some point seem to take a moment to rest well Mikey had another of his game ready to start up. Raphael took it as a opening. As he made his way to sit beside Von. Holding a gift bag near his side just enough to keep it from Von's sight as he joined her. "Hey least Mikey invited you to your own baby shower in the end 'ight?" He smirks a little her way paying a second to make sure Von was fine. Offering to help her sit down if she needed it. But of course like Raph expected she was handling the whole being pregnant thing very well. But that was Yvonne for you stubborn to the bone.

Raphael's attention turned back to the party they were currently bobbing for pacifiers everyone Mikey got to go along with it had a bowl of water before them and had their hands set behind their backs. The goal was who ever got all three in their own bowls first won and Mikey manged to capture all of his before anyone else. He could just feel the flash backs to the Battle Nexus showing before his vision. Great that was going to be something to look forward too, man he is for sure staying with Casey tonight after this. "Though somehow I 'hink this turned into more for Mikey than either of youes." Raph points out.

Which took him back to his reasoning of sitting beside her now, away from everyone else, he knows they all had a gift to give for the baby coming. They were sure of the gender yet but a baby still needed anything they could offer. Or in some cases make. It was a sort of secret and not a secret. In that no one under any circumstances was to ever mention the fact that Raphael knew how to knit. But it wasn't like no one knew about him able to do so. Splinter had had him take up the habit in an effort to help Raphael with that ever burning flame the fueled his temper. And he found comfort in the repeated action. Splinter was the first to ever receive a gift made by Raph. And slowly everyone did. Sure it wasn't really for Von but thats how these worked the gift was to the mother for the baby. Von was just much more a risky gamble because she liked to push that whole deal when it came to fact about Raphael.

He still grabbed at the gift bag and held it out in front of her. Looking far off to the side not even towards the party, selecting a random brick in the wall to focus his gaze on to. "yeah I know were doin' gifts at the end but 'm gonna try ditch soon as I can. So wanna make sure you get 'his is all."

Raphael expresses only turning to face her again when he felt the weight of the bag leave his own hand. Slightly peering over to watch her look into the paper shopping bag, Peering in and it was clear to see right away that there was a purple knitted blanket in there. Bands of two shades purple and near the top right corner was a small fish done in a even dark shade of color. It was clear this had taken longer and more time to make compared to most of the other knitted gifts Raphael had ever given. Sort of outing a few more thing about this little hobby of the rough and gruff turtle. It was thanks to some help, outside help from a Ms. Morrison that he may have learned a bit more he could do.

Raphael wouldn't explain it but he did put a lot of thought into the look of the blanket he know both Don and Von had a liking for the color purple so course it was going to be those similar shades they both wore. The fish in their own shade of purple. Part of him wanted to try and make it look like the usual silhouette look of Ariel from the move Don just loved to death. But it had proved to be too hard for him to really do at the time. Besides? who was to say their kid would also like the movie? Pretty sure they would one way or another actually. So a fish seemed fitting in the end. Von like to sit out by the docks same as Raph after all and it tied back to the sea that Donnie loved and wanted to explore the depths of. Raphael felt it worked. And made sense and glared a dagger at Casey every time he sat down to work on it at the apartment. Or when he tried to ask for his partners thought about it because of how much thought he was expressing was going in towards the creation.

"I see that look on your face Von." Not really she was on his right side after all but he didn't need to be actively looking at her to know she was in fact making some sort of expression that would likely annoy him right now. "Kid needs a blanket 'ight? well should get a new one and not 'ike we can really come by that so easy." Okay sure Casey or April could help with that but then it was more a gift from Casey or April and not Raphael. Which is why he opted to making one himself. After all he knew how to do it.

Raphael finally sighs and givens in feeling better to get it over with as he twists a little to better face her. "What?" He says it like a warning, it was pointless Von was never really deterred but the tough act. Didn't stop the red banded turtle from giving it though. Even if he knew she wouldn't be thrown off by it. "Get it over wit' ya ya Raph made a blanket for the baby whatever ain't a big deal." He says doing his best to keep to his act. "Knew I shoulda jus' left with out givin' it to you personally." yeah right he wanted it know he had done it even if it meant dealing with this now.

[satans-left-asscheeky]

i just found your blog and i love it! i was gonna ask if its ok for an addition for the raider boss sole reaction? what if sole pulls them aside and shows them a 12 step program they made to rehabilitate the raiders they got. its a long complicated list. they even made a fake settlement with volunteers to help slowly reintegrate the raiders into peaceful society? just a fun thought!

Okay so I'm not sure if you meant just the raider bosses, or everyone so I'm just gonna do everyone to be safe. Hope that's okay (Also sorry this to so long rip)

Also sorry if the raider bosses are really out of character or rough around the edges this is my first time writing for them 🤷

Maccready

Hes not impressed by the idea. He has zero confidence or faith it will work and is super pessimistic whenever sole brings up the topic. though if the rehabilitation was to work though he'd grumble a whispered sorry through gritted teeth and buy sole and the ex-raiders all around of drinks.

Hancock

He'd be skeptical everything good in the commonwealth has a price and it's usually not a pretty one either, but he'd still be hopeful and try his best to help sole because hell if the prospect of a raider less world didn't sound great. If it worked he'd be thrilled and a massive party would be thrown in goodneighbor to congratulate sole and the ex raiders

Cait

The only way in Cait mind to deal with a raider is to have them on the other side of her shotgun. She's seen Raiders and nothing anyone says will change the fact that deep down their scum no amount of elbow work is ever gonna change it. Even if it did work she would never trust the ex raiders and would probably become very wairy around sole too out of fear of them being the one to have changed.

Danse

He loves the idea in theory, but much like Hancock he fears its far to idealistic, but he'll be damned if he dosent at least try. If and when it worked he'd report the findings to elder maxson and let him decide to do with the ex raiders.

Curie

She loves the idea. She'll document the whole process thoroughly even going as far as to daily ask the Raiders how they feel about the situation. After it works shed probably talk to Piper about publishing her findings to get more traction in the press. Her new goal is riding the world of all raiders.

Deacon

People don't change. Not really. Their actions may temporarily change to help them reach their own goal, but a raider is a raider no fixing it neater how hard you try. Trying to change a raider is even harder than trying to change a bigot which the railroad has been working at for years. If it did somehow work he'd probably have an existential crisis

Piper

Would be extremely interested like curie documenting every detail and reporting her findings in her notes pad. If it worked she'd be ecstatic and immediately run off to write her paper.

Nick

he'd probably work along side curie and Piper in documenting everything and helping give a detectives perspective. After it worked he'd definitely be sure to make note of it and keep the experiment in mind when working on future projects.

Preston

YES! in so many words yes if it wasn't his idea in the first place he will put all of his effort into this project because THIS is what the commonwealth needs in order to rebuild!

X6-88

He doesn't understand the purpose even if you did manage to make it work somehow. In his mind it's the exact same as asking the dirt on your boots to leave rather than cleaning the boot.

Gage

If you somehow managed to force him he'd go, but don't expect him to do any self reflection or changing. But if somehow so way you manged to get past his thick walls and barriers and into his rotten little raider heart and cause chnage he might just start to taking some time to think. After some time and reflecting on his past and present actions he'd think about what he wanted his future to look like and for the first time in a long time he didn't know. He'd spent so long just trying not to die was it possible?

Well if it was hed quit being a raider, but by no means does that mean hed play nice in his next job. He'd most likely end up as the secretary in Dimond city with a bit of money laundering on the side. ESPECIALLY if sole was mayor after the mcdonough business. Honestly in that scenario not much would change just slightly less murder and maybe (and this is a big stretch mind you) a bit more baths every now and then.

Nisha

She wouldn't say anything because words couldn't do justice to the graphic seen playing in her head. If somehow she was able to get past wanting to murder sole she'd maybe reflect and come to the conclusion perhaps her bloodlust was a bit of a problem, but how could she simply rid herself of the violence she craves so deeply?

Well if she was able to rehabilitate into society she'd become a butcher. She'd probably have the best meat and make hella bank too.

Mason

Heh wtf? Mason would probably be the second most pissed (first being Nisha obvi). If he was able to calm down and think reasonably he'd probably come to his senses and see that maybe making animals fight eachother wasn't the best thing to do.... Actually he'd feel kinda bad. deep down he really does like animals and the violence was just a desperate ploy for control in the chaos.

After some internal change he'd probably venture off to far harbor to help raise and sell dogs with Erikson. The two of them would become good friends and find peace and bond over the fact that they both were outcasts but against all odds made a life for themselves.

Mags black

She'd be upset at first, but like the opportunist she is shed try and figure out how to make the best of it. She'd end up doing the self evaluation quite naturally considering how painfully self aware she already is.

She'd probably end up in bunker Hill with her own caravan and crew. The only reason she became a raider in the first place was the paycheck, but if she'd known how much money she could make by transporting shit she'd have done it alot sooner.

[rkaisha]

*.･ﾟ MGA SEASON 5 CALLBACKS // singing & dancing hate :: 0:00 - 0:30 // me :: 2:20 - 3:11 < mashup sample :: 3:05 - 3:21 >

it’s not that aisha doesn’t believe her eyes when she receives the email-- okay it’s maybe a tiny bit that she doesn’ believe what she’s seeing. aisha may be confident, but she’s not cocky, and contrary to popular belief she thinks quite logically.

and so, her thought process had gone somewhat more or less like this: this was her first time auditionin on such a large scale. there were bound to be contestants with much more experience not only in terms of skillset but also in terms of being exposed to both audience and this program itself-- she had already seen a few faces she had recognized from watching the past season at home. her chances of making it past preliminaries were nothing other than slim, but still, she was optimistic.

and it looks like that optimism paid off. an exhilarated breath leaves her chest and she clutches slinky close in her lap, the cat disgruntled from being startled awake from a nap and clawing at her fishnet-covered thighs in an attempt to escape to her cat tower.

her hand finds her phone so she could make a very excited phone call to her cousin-- which had to be cut short because training and all, but yoorim was brimming to the edge with excitement and she just wanted a small little bit of encouragement before charging forward. jei always knew how to spur her on. after hanging up, her eyebrows furrow and she begins to browse youtube and spotify-- research.

“okay... time to get serious.”

                                              *.･ﾟ *.･ﾟ *.･ﾟ *.･ﾟ *.･ﾟ

as always, aisha appears at the venue poised and polished from head to toe. and it’s not so much for appearances as it is for her own benefit, actually. dressing in clothes she likes and making herself look good makes her feel stronger, and that’s something that she will always stand by when people ask why she puts in so much effort.

but she didn’t have time to worry about other people.

the only person she could afford to worry about right now was herself.

even still, it was nice to see people that she recognized, and she was more than happy when bin chose to come sit next to her-- not that she could ever admit that out loud at the moment, of course. she even made a couple of new friends somehow-- as she had manged to sit in the section with the loudest calls. on the contrary of being annoyed-- she found that their energy actually did wonders to encourage her, and found her laughing a lot more than she would have been had she decided to sit by herself and withdraw from her surroundings.

but sooner than later-- her name is called and all the anxiety comes flooding back. but aisha’s motto? fake it until you make it, cliche as it is.

“hello!” she wiggles her fingers in a greeting, smile youthful and bright. “my name is heo yoorim, but i go mainly by aisha. i’m nineteen years old, fresh in my third year of high school with a lot of room to grow! i hope you enjoy my performance!”

so she closes her eyes, hands resting in front of her, fingers buried into the ruffles of her skirt. she opens her mouth once the music starts, eyes still closed. they open slowly, unfocused on any fixed point and staring mostly at the floor as she begins the second line, head tilting as her hands move up to clasp in front of her chest.

이젠 더 이상 알고 싶지 않아 i don't wanna know, know, know

she, like many others, had been momentarily stunned to see the panel of judges for this round. it couldn’t compare to seeing their pixellated faces on a livestream or youtube video. however, she couldn’t let that get to her.

더는 no, no, no 다 끝났어

so once the second song begins to mix in, her eyes snap up to find the audience and the judge panel as she finally moves, stepping out of her original position, body swaying to the switch up in the music. 

follow me follow me 날 따라 해봐 그래 그렇게 do it like do it like me

she starts to walk forward, head lifting up on the first step to shake her hair back from her face. each step is calculated, one long leg in front of the other until she’s almost at the front of the stage-- and then she circles back to center stage, taking a small breath and mentally preparing herself. she smirks at the audience as she strikes a pose before launching straight into the choreography.

반짝이는 빛 내 눈빛처럼 미로 같은 길 내 손길처럼 처음부터 끝까지 모든 게 다 멈추질 않아 내 아름다움이

there’s a reason she chose this part to begin dancing-- there was very little words and not much need for tonal correctness-- her instructor had advised that it’d be a good place to also dance, which she loved to do onstage. she loved the mix as well ( done by a friend of hers ) which was a great way to perform well.

even so, hours had gone into trying to keep her voice stable for the few parts that she did sing, constantly practicing the choreography while also memorizing the words ( which wasn’t hard ) and staying on pitch ( much harder ) while moving. she practiced them separately too, trying to get the moves as sharp as possible-- there was always room for improvement and aisha wasn’t any less harsh on herself than her teacher was.

if there’s anything that comes almost naturally to her-- it’s her expressions. but of course, she had an advantage with the mix she chose this time as opposed to the song she had performed for the preliminaries. she could show much more of her strong side this time around, her eyes strong and lips coy, corners curled into smirks and dropping into almost sneers in the blihnk of an eye-- and transitioning right back.

아름다움이 아름다움 me yeah

and there are parts where she’s stiffer she knows-- but she does her best to make up for it with her confidence, strongly pushing past the weaker parts as her cousin had advised her to do in the past. and that’s how she finishes off the performance, taking those final two steps into her final position and lifting her head so that she could face the audience, and the camera, head on.

아름다움이 yeah 아름다움 me

her chest rises and falls slowly as she pauses for a beat before clasping her hands together and dropping into a bow. straightening up, she flashes a toothy smile and waves at the panel of judges, “thank you!”

she makes her way slowly and carefully back to her seat after she returns the equipment, chest rising and falling slowly as it tries to get her breathing back to normal. it took everything in her not to run back to her seat with the adrenaline coursing through her body-- but years of public practice will do that to you.

she sinks into her seat slowly, eyes closing as she finally lets out a tiny laugh.

“that was so fun!”

[commander-yinello]

JuminZen Week Day 2 - Cats & Dogs

@juminzenweek Based on something that actually happened to me in real life... confusing my friend’s cat for something else jlsdkdslkjdkj xD I hope you enjoy! More under the cut <3

Cool raindrops hit his face as he exited the theater. Zen pulled his jacket up to shield his neck and mentally prepared himself for walking through the rain when something in the corner of his eye seemed to move. Turning his head, he saw the alley beside the building, littered with empty bottles, plastic bags, torn up fliers and a small cardboard box. It was nothing unusual.

Except the box moved.

Zen walked over to it and very carefully opened the flaps, desperately hoping it was just a trick of his imagination and not a huge angry rat that would bite his face off. What he saw instead, he almost thought it was a rat at first, was a wrinkled, completely furless, small animal staring up at him with big dark eyes. Its ears, too large for such a tiny head, were poised stiff and made Zen think of a dog. It backed away into a corner, scared of the giant human looming over it.

“Hello little one, why are you out here?”

There was a dirty blanket in the box, making Zen suspect someone had put this animal here. When its body shivered from what had to be both fear and the cold, Zen’s heart broke.

“You sure aren’t the prettiest puppy, are you? But that doesn’t mean you should be out here.”

Zen took off his scarf and placed it in the box, hoping it could warm up the poor thing. With no effort, he picked the box up, the puppy weighing nothing. While heading home, he noticed how the puppy started to shiver less but never stopped staring.

***

Tuesday, 20:21 - Jumin Han, Yoosung★, Jaehee Kang, 707

- ZEN has entered the chatroom -

Jaehee Kang: Hello Zen ^_^

Yoosung★: Hi Zen!

707: Actor man! ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪

ZEN: Hey all ZEN: What, no hello for me Trust Fund?

Jumin Han: If you insist. Jumin Han: Hello Zen.

ZEN: -.-

707: lolololol

ZEN: Whatever, I don’t have time for your bullshit now

Yoosung★: Oh brb guys, raid pull

ZEN: Guys, I need some advice ZEN: Have any of you ever owned a dog? ZEN: Don’t bother answering Jerkmin

Jumin Han: C&R has a branch that imports dog food.

ZEN: What did I just say

707: Who needs a dog when you got the lovely Elly~! ♥��♥

Jumin Han: Her name isn’t Elly and I would like to remind you of the restriction order.

707: Ellllyyyyyy ;___;

Jaehee Kang: I can’t imagine owning any pet right now. But a dog? Why do you ask?

ZEN: Thank you for being the only normal one Jaehee ZEN: I found a puppy. I found him in the alley next to my theater in a box

707: :0

Jaehee Kang: In a box? :o In this weather?

ZEN: Yeah, ikr? Some people are heartless. Dumping a puppy in the rain?

707: D=

ZEN: I brought him inside

Jaehee Kang: That’s Zen’s kindness <3

707: Say the word and I will try to track the asshole down, Zen

Jumin Han: It’s good that you did that, but make sure you have food for it as well as a towel. Jumin Han: Assistant Kang, look up the nearest shelter for dogs.

ZEN: Obviously I already did all that, you jerk! D:<< ZEN: What I wanted to ask is if anyone knows about dog illnesses, because of the fact the puppy looks strange, I’m worried

Jaehee Kang: Strange how?

ZEN: He seems to be missing his fur? Like all of it? And he doesn’t seem to like the food I set out for him. I’m scared he’s very sick, maybe that’s why he got dumped ZEN: He looks like a wrinkled shirt tbh ZEN: I guugled a bit and maybe he has mange? But I’m not sure cuz Guugle images seem different ZEN: He’s really sweet though, he won’t stop climbing on my lap and making these odd rhythmic sounds

Jumin Han: …Like a motorboat?

ZEN: Yeah, kinda. How did you guess?

Jaehee Kang: Maybe Yoosung might know. Do you have a photo?

ZEN: Of course I had to make a selfie with me and Adonis

707: Pfff Adonis, really

ZEN: Of course, he’s just as handsome as me~

ZEN: <IMG309094888>

ZEN: Two lost souls, beautiful yet abandoned, finding each other~~~~ ZEN: The apartment is small but I think I might keep him.

707: …

Jaehee Kang: Err Jaehee Kang: Zen

707: SJDDSKKDJSDSJKSDKSDJJKSDKJSD

ZEN: ???

Yoosung★: Back! Yoosung★: Oh Zen, you adopted a Sphynx! I didn’t expect that of you

ZEN: A what

707: LOOOOOOOOL 707: A CAT 707: ZEN ADOPTED A CAT 707: AND HE THINKS IT IS A DOG

ZEN: Stop making bad jokes Luciel!

Jaehee Kang: Seven is right, Zen. Jaehee Kang: That is a cat.

ZEN: But… the lack of fur?

Yoosung★: Sphynx cats are a completely furless species!

ZEN: But….. I didn’t sneeze or anything!

Yoosung★: Yeah, they can’t shed hair, so your allergies don’t react as heavily

Jumin Han: Sphynx cats are a unique breed, you are quite lucky to have found one. Jumin Han: Whoever abandoned him is truly a monster.

ZEN: …I can’t believe this

707: LMAOOOOOOOOOO 707: I’m screenshotting this chatroom

Yoosung★: How did you not know it’s a cat???

ZEN: I never owned a dog or a cat, okay?! ZEN: I’m used to cats being these fluffy balls that force me to sneeze ZEN: Ugh my nose just started to itch!

Jumin Han: Zen, make sure Adonis get frequent baths, either twice or once a month depending on how active he is. Jumin Han: Make sure to take proper care of his eyes and ears, because of his lack of hair. Jumin Han: Also keep him warm, always indoors - you can clothe him during cold seasons. Jumin Han: I will message you this comprehensive guide.

Jaehee Kang: Mr. Han, I didn’t know you knew so much about Sphynx cats.

Jumin Han: I have researched and categorized every known breed of cat in my personal library.

Jaehee: Kang: Of course. What was I thinking.

ZEN: I

Jumin Han: Cat food ideally with 35% protein and 25% fat. I recommend the brand NutriKitty

ZEN: !! ZEN: What does it matter what kind of cat food when the stores are closed, dumbass!

Yoosung★: I would use the cardboard box as temporary kitty litter box Zen, just throw some dirt in it Yoosung★: As for food…

Jumin Han: There is no need to worry about any of that. Jumin Han: I am on my way with a litterbox, the appropriate cat food, clothes and toys. Jumin Han: Please open the door in 2 minutes and 11 seconds, Zen.

ZEN: WHAT

Yoosung★: Wow Jumin doesn’t waste time Yoosung★: He has a spare litter box?

Jaehee Kang: There’s 2 alone in my house and 1 in my office =__=

707: Jumin, I want one!!

Jumin Han: You can buy your own. Also, restraining order. Jumin Han: 1 minute and 20 seconds.

ZEN: Damn it Trust Fund!!! Are you for real right now?!

Yoosung★: But Jumin, you don’t live that close to Zen right?

Jumin Han: I suspected Zen was in possession of one of the world’s most marvelous creatures and told Driver Kim to start the car.

ZEN: I have a right mind not to let you in

Jumin Han: Zen, prepare to open the door in 30 seconds.

ZEN: STOP IGNORING WHAT I’M SAYING

Jaehee Kang: Good luck Zen ;;;;

707: hmmm if Jumin is away from Elly (¬‿¬)

Yoosung★: You are never going to get past the bodyguards lol

707: they say you can’t win if you don’t try~!

Jaehee Kang: oml Jaehee Kang: Don’t bother, she’s with me right now. Jaehee Kang: Tempting as it is to let you take her, I won’t put my job at risk.

707: \(!!˚☐˚)/ 707: ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡

Yoosung★: lmao

***

Exactly as 30 seconds passed, Zen’s doorbell rang. The actor groaned and gently pushed Adonis off his lap, who stared at him and the door with wide eyes from the couch, large ears perked up. Zen couldn’t help but smile at the adorable thing while he headed to the front door.

Opening it a large, heavy bag of kitty litter was shoved right into his arms.

“Put that somewhere where you would like the litterbox to be,” Jumin instantly ordered him, holding the plastic litterbox in one hand and a fancy shopping bag in the other. Zen thought that had the be the fanciest and shiniest brand name he ever saw on a bag.

“Jesus, Jumin! You can’t just drop by and barge in whenever you feel like!” Zen said, standing aside as Jumin ‘barged in’ by walking through Zen’s open door.

After the stoic businessman placed the litterbox on the ground, he put the bag on the kitchen table and started taking out cans and what looked like tiny sweaters and hats. “You said you needed help. I’m here to help.”

“Advice! I wanted advice!” Zen huffed, dropping the heavy litter on the floor with a ‘thunk’. Someone passed by giving him a curious glance, and he quickly closed the door.

“You admitted yourself the stores are closed. A litterbox and food are basic needs for a cat, Zen. At least accept them for the night.”

Zen fell quiet at that. Just as Jumin was done filling his entire table with all kinds of cat things that made Zen’s nose tingle, the businessman was suddenly distracted by a hairless kitten carefully staring at them, hiding as much of his body behind a pillow. Adonis must have gotten scared from all the yelling, Zen realized, and felt guilty.

“Is that him?” Jumin asked in awe and already strode to the couch. The kitten fell on his side, startled by the new presence, but upon Jumin offering his hand the cat’s childish curiosity won

Zen swore he saw a smile on Jumin’s face as Adonis sniffed his fingertips. “You’re right, he is quite handsome.”

“Of course he is,” Zen boasted. While Jumin was busy winning over Adonis’ heart, the actor grabbed the bowl on the floor with barely touched dog kibble. Soon it was replaced with Jumin’s overpriced kitty food and he set it near the couch on the floor.

The reaction was instantaneous, Adonis forgot everyone and everything around him, jumping down to shove his face into the bowl, devouring the food.

Zen sighed. “Thanks Jumin, he must have been starving.”

Sitting on the couch, Jumin watched the kitten eat. “He looks healthy. You have a vet visit planned?”

“Of course. What do you take me for?”

Only the tiny sounds of munching filled the air. Jumin kept staring intently at the tiny creature, and Zen’s irritation slowly dissolved. Somehow, he felt the urge to sit next to Jumin and waved the bizarre feeling away. Right after, seeing his newly discovered cat brought about more worrisome thoughts.

“Jumin… I was thinking. Maybe you should adopt him.”

Jumin straightened his back to look at Zen. “You said you wanted to keep him.”

“I considered it, but I know less about cats than dogs. What if I end up hurting him?” Cat or not, Zen couldn’t handle the idea of any animal suffering under his care. His heart raced from the thought of it alone. He bit his lip, hating this sudden anxious feeling. “He would be safer with you, we both know it.”

It was then Adonis was done with his meal, having licked every part of the bowl until he was certain there wasn’t a trace of kibble left. Then, he jumped on the couch, sniffing Jumin for a second before climbing on top of the armrest to demand attention from Zen. Zen couldn’t resist petting the little wrinkled baby.

“There is a saying that the pet chooses the owner and not the other way around. He clearly prefers you. He doesn’t trigger your allergies, he’s not going outgrow your apartment, isn’t he perfect for you?” Jumin countered, scratching Adonis on his back, causing the spoiled kitten to throw on his loud motorboat purr.

Zen had expected Jumin to accept instantly, so the actor was at a loss for words. Since when was the cat freak so nice anyway? It flustered him, causing Jumin to chuckle.

It’s almost like… we’re family, Zen thought, and Jumin must have thought the same, for the moment passed and everything suddenly felt awkward. At once, Jumin halted his petting and stood up, brushing off his suit from non-existent fur. “Rest assured that if you do mistreat the cat, I will inform the police in seconds.”

“Wha-“

“And of course, we must arrange playdates for your cat and my Elizabeth.”

In protest, Zen picked up his kitten, Adonis struggling lightly out of confusion and finally resting his paws against Zen’s chest. “What! As if I’d let my kitten anywhere near your furball! Ugh, my nose is itching again!”

Jumin rolled his eyes. “Excuse you, Elizabeth is a very refined and beautiful cat that yours could learn a lot from.

“Adonis is more beautiful than your bag of fleas ever will be!” Any trace Zen ever had of giving his pet away gone, the actor holding his cat possessively against his chest.

Zen saw the future CEO’s lips curl into a small smile before it dropped off again. “She is a queen amongst commoners. Anyone with sense would agree.” Jumin lifted his sleeve, revealing an expensive-looking watch. “I have stayed here far too long. I’m late for my evening appointment.”

Jumin, late for an appointment? Zen wondered if Jumin would risk annoying a client for a cat. Yes, of course he would. Though Zen knew he would have done the same.

“Good, get out you home invader!” Zen said, acting like he was chasing Jumin out while Jumin already opened his door.

“See you soon, Zen.” Jumin waved.

“Oh come on!” Something told Zen he wasn’t going to get out of those playdates.

After Zen shut the door behind the businessman, he sighed - out of relief, he told himself, not because of anything else. Adonis proceeded to climb onto his shoulders and Zen wondered how he could have possibly thought he was a puppy.

Hmpf, of course Jumin thinks his stupid cat is prettier. He knew he should start practicing his lines as normal, but Zen proceeded to snap more selfies of him and Adonis together and posting them in the chatroom for good measure.

***

Wednesday, 8:37 - Yoosung★, Jaehee Kang, 707, MC

MC: What’s this I read about Zen adopting a cat???

Jaehee Kang: It’s a long story

707: An amazing one!!

Yoosung★: You missed the battle of the cat selfies yesterday. Yoosung★: Jumin’s blurry photos didn’t make sense tho o.o;;

707: I have saved every single one for my Cat Tripter account!

Jaehee Kang: Thankfully they stopped.

707: They didn’t, they went over to private messaging lolol

MC: Awww, I wanna see

707: How long do you think before they plan a date?

Jaehee Kang: A… date for their cats?

707: Suuuuure let’s go with that

MC: I bet not long! ;D

Yoosung★: If that’s true, then Jaehee might have to catsit two cats lol

Jaehee Kang: (⊃д⊂)!!! Noooo spare me!!

MC: Don’t worry Jaehee! I will help you! (=^･ｪ･^=))ﾉ彡☆

707: Why does Jaehee get to live the dream and not meeeeee ;___;

Yoosung★: Guys I was joking ;;;;;;

[mcholden-blog]

the taste of your kiss | solden

TAGGING → Holden McIntosh and Sugar Motta @sugarxmottaa LOCATION → Motta resident TIME FRAME→ Saturday, May 6, 2017 NOTES → The one where Sugar’s slightly hungover and Holden’s slightly drunk. Alternatively: the one where Sugar kisses Holden and apologizes, and Holden kisses Sugar but don’t.

Holden would love to say that he was in a weird place that weekend and that it was the first time he found himself walking to the Motta house despite it being relatively far away from his own, but both he and Sugar would know it was a lie. No, Holden was in a weird place always and it had become normal for her to drive them if they needed to go anywhere. But the promise of spending a day with her somehow managed to make it all better and there was a small - but real - smile on his lips when he knocked the door and saw her as it opened. "Hey you," he mumbled, immediately pulling her in for a hug.

Sugar wasn't feeling so great the morning after her party. Although she hadn't drank that much, it was enough for her to feel like crap the next day and not want to move. Whenever she was feeling like that, Holden never seemed to disappoint putting a smile on her face. Once he agreed to come over, she somehow manged to move from her bed, if only it was to open the door for him. Pulling the door open, she manged a small smile as he pulled her into a hug and let out a small giggle. "Hey, thanks for coming over!"

Holden stayed like that for a good while, taking in the moment. She was probably the best thing in his life and letting go seemed almost impossible. "Anytime," he whispered as he finally pulled back, taking her hand in his. "So are we doing anything or are we just gonna stay in bed?" he questioned as they made their way through the house, his thumb gently running over the back of her hand.

Sugar loved his hugs. And if she was honest, she wished they could have lasted forever. While she had other friends, Holden seemed to be the only constant good thing in her life and she was thankful for it. "Staying in bed is about all that I can manage today. We could watch a movie or something though!" she said, letting him lead her through the house back up to her room.

Holden had been over more times than he could count. First there was Bay (a chapter he'd rather they never touched again - it got so awkward whenever the two of them attempted to talk now) and then, of course, Sugar (who he very much hoped would stay around forever). "Staying in bed it is," he nodded softly, pressing a small kiss to the top of her head before letting himself fall down in her bed. "I still can't believe your bed is softer than mine. Why do we ever sleep at my place? Ugh."

Sugar sighed out in relief as he said they could stay in bed. Her smile bright as he kissed the top of her head. "Thank you, you're even lucky I got up to answer the door for you." she laughed as she jumped back onto her bed. "I don't know. I tried to get you to come over that night I couldn't sleep, but you insisted that I come over. It's your fault, really" she said, pulling the covers back over her.

Holden shook his head slightly and soon settled to let his head rest in her lap, not quite craving the comfort and warmth of the covers yet. "If I had ended up waiting for too long, I would have just gone up," he shrugged and moved around to get comfortable. "Totally not my fault. It was in the middle of the night. There's a long way from my house to yours and I'm not walking that far after midnight."

Sugar gently ran her fingers though his hair as he laid in her lap. It was honestly moments like these she enjoyed the most with him. "I didn't leave you waiting to long though, did I?" she asked and shook her head. "Okay, fine but it's still your fault that we didn't get to sleep in my bed. Just deal with it." she teased before letting out a soft sigh. "Did you want to watch a movie or just sit here and talk about everything and nothing?"

Holden felt his eyes close almost the second her fingers dug into his hair. It wasn't really a problem - he enjoyed moments like these. He enjoyed all moments with Sugar. "Mm, obviously not. Did you see me barging through the door?" he wanted to do a teasing tone, but he was enjoying the moment too much to express more than just that. "You should buy me a bed like this when it's my turn to age. Then we won't have to deal with this," he sighed softly, turning his head slightly to throw her a short look. "Everything and nothing is good," he said before closing his eyes again. "Movies require me to pretend that I'm paying attention. I'm not really up for that."

Sugar let out a soft giggle as she continued to run her fingers through his hair, absentmindedly. "I should have just let you barged in the door honestly." Her tone teasing as she spoke. "Okay, deal. i'll buy you a bed just like this and then stay over your house all the time just to lay in it" she told him before nodding her head at his next statement. "Yeah, I don't really feel like trying to pay attention either..this is enough right here." Biting down on her lip for a moment,she shrugged her shoulders. "So what is going on with you lately? I feel like we haven't really talked about you this past week. So tell me everything!"

Holden was fairly certain that if she kept going like that, he would probably end up purring which would be weird, but it was nice and he found himself leaning into the touch. "You really should have," he agreed, a soft smile now resting permanently on his face. "Best deal ever. Looking forward to it," okay - maybe Holden could buy a bed like this on his own, but that was so much effort and he didn't really feel like it. "This... this is really nice," he admitted, his eyes now opening to rest at her. "I've mostly just been at home feeling sorry for myself," he laughed bitterly. He didn't usually like to complain about his problems. Pretending they didn't exist usually did the thing, but... this was Sugar. And it didn't suck as much. "The whole thing with Blaine is... it's not really working out for me. Not a lot of things are working out for me, actually. Kathrine and I broke up before Prom but I'm not too bothered. Isabelle and my brother.... that's a thing again. Except I think I may have screwed it up with them and... I'm kind of scared to talk to him. Also I never seem to be spending enough time with this one girl. Sugar Motta. Do you know her?"

Sugar "Maybe I should just give you a key to the door, you practically live here anyways" she mused out loud. Not that she minded that at all, she quite enjoyed all the time they spent together. Sugar hummed softly and smiled down at him, "Yeah, this is really nice. Why don't we do this more often?" She said, her small smile fading away as he talked though. She hated the thought that something could be going wrong in his life, and she had no way to fix it. "Okay, well you'll eventually get over Blaine. It's just going to take some time, but I think you'll be okay. And why do you think you messed things up with your brother?" she sighed for a moment at the mention of prom. "Yeah, well I know how you feel. My prom date hasn't talked to me since then. But at least I had fun right?" she laughed at the mention of her name and nodded her head, "You might have mentioned her once or twice."

Holden shrugged, laughing shortly after. Okay, maybe they had spent time together recently but this was so nice. So non-stressful. This was everything he wanted. "We'll just have weekly cuddle session from now on, it'll be great," he nodded softly to himself, careful not to move around too much. His smile faded with hers (she really shouldn't be allowed to look upset - especially not because of him). "I know. It'd be really stupid for me to be stuck in this forever, wouldn't it? I, uh... you know how Isabelle and him were a thing before he left? Well... Isabelle and I kind of.. kind of had a thing while he was gone?" he bit his lip down for a moment, before making his way out of Sugar's lap. "What a tool. Can't believe I helped him get this great of a prom date only for this to happen," he shook his head but ended up smiling again when she laughed (because fuck, wasn't that one of the loveliest sounds ever?) "Oh yeah? Well, she's this super great girl, you know?" he started as he slowly made his way further up in the bed - laying next to Sugar's lap wasn't all that efficient. "And she's the most beautiful girl I've ever met. The rest of Ohio better watch out."

Sugar smiled, her face lighting up at the mention of a cuddle session every week. "I am so down for having weekly cuddle sessions. Why haven't we done that sooner?!" she asked, almost offended this hadn't became a thing yet. Listening to him talk, she raised an eye brow at his confession about Isabella. "Holden, what the hell? Why did you do that? You could have had any girl in Lima." she told him, playfully rolling her eyes at him. She wasn't mad at him, but she was seriously question what he was thinking sometimes. Looking at him as he moved up on the bed, she shrugged her shoulders. "It's his lost really, I looked hot at prom and he's dumb for not wanting to continue seeing me." she told him, trying to lighten the mood a little. There seemed to be a permanent smile on her face now and shook her head at his statement. "You are just saying that to be nice."

Holden smiled brighter. This was perfect. They could spend time together without having to do anything and honestly - wasn't that the best time? "Maybe we just... wanted to save if until we were mature cuddlers? I have no excuse," he shrugged, laughing shortly. It didn't surprise him that she wasn't exactly happy about his choice in love, lately. There were much easier things to get involved with than your brother's ex. "I really couldn't have, but... I don't know. We both missed him a lot and neither us thought he was coming back. It wasn't really planned," he explained, sighing. At least talking about it didn't suck as much as he had suspected it would. "As someone who attended prom, I can confirm how true this is - very. I don't get him," he said honestly before letting his smile soften even further. "I'm not saying that to be nice. I'm saying it because it's the truth."

Sugar laughed, and nudged him playfully. "You are terrible at excuses, but sure..we can go with that. As long as I get cuddles every week, I don't really care." Sugar and Holden had moments like this often, where they just sat and talked really just about life in general. And it was probably her favorite thing ever, they didn't need to go out and do stuff to have fun. This was fun to her. She hadn't really approved of what he did with Isabella, but part of her could understand why he did it. "You totally could have any girl in Lima, what are you talking about? You're so handsome and amazing, any girl would be lucky. But I hope you can fix things with your brother..cause that sucks and I am sorry." Sugar was glad that he trusted her enough to tell her that, but then again, they knew alot about each other that a lot of people didn't know. "See, I knew we should have just went to prom together..at least you would still talk to me after" she teased, letting another soft giggle escape from her lips, glancing over at him as he spoke. "You really think I am the most beautiful girl you've ever met?"

Holden shrugged, sending her a little - and obviously fake - wink. "We're going with it and we're going doing cuddles every week from now on," he agreed. So maybe they weren't cuddling right now, but it was changeable and they were having a good time anyway. Maybe they shouldn't go so long and not talk about things another time, but right now? It didn't matter to him. "You're too sweet to me. But... I mean, I hope so too. We haven't talked about it yet so I don't know how he feels about it. Or if he knows. I'll find out someday," he shrugged, burying his face in her shoulder for a moment. "We totally should have gone, yeah. Maybe next year we'll know better," his words were soft and he was reaching out for her hand, letting their fingers intertwine almost immediately. "I really do think so, yeah. Inside and out, and without doubt."

Sugar "Alright deal! This is a promise we are keeping" she smiled. Even though they weren't really cuddling, it didn't matter cause he was just there with her. And that was enough for now, cuddling could come later. "Hey, it's the truth. Maybe find out if he knows? Like talk to Isabella maybe and then go from there?" Sugar was trying to be helpful, but let's face it, she had never been in a situation similar before. And she was probably giving terrible advice. "Maybe so, and I'll be a junior next year. I could totally run for prom Queen!" she laughed before his hand was intertwined with hers, butterfly suddenly fluttering as he spoke. "You are really too sweet to me, you know that right? What did I do to deserve you in my life?" She asked. Her next move was sudden and she wasn't thinking too straight when she leaned in to press her lips against his softly. Knowing it was wrong, but it felt right.

Holden nodded - there wasn't much else to do as he had already expressed his clear interest in the matter and honestly? He felt like he had spoken more than enough today. And if anyone should be trusted to keep their promises to him, Sugar was the one. "Yeah, maybe," he shrugged, sending her a thankful smile. Neither of them seemed great in these situations, but things were going to be okay with Clayton. They had to. "You should totally run for prom Queen. I'd vote for you a million times," and honestly, he would. This prom hadn't been as good for her as he hoped and maybe that was his fault for believing someone else would be able to treat her as greatly as she deserved. His lips had already parted and he was ready to talk, but he was cut off before even starting by Sugar's lips on his. It took a moment to fully understand what was happening and when he started kissing her back, he still wasn't sure. Oh fuck.

Sugar shrugged her shoulders a bit, "Listen, you and Clay will be fine eventually. Just give it time." she said, not really wanting to dwell on the topic for too long. But also didn't want to give him horrible advice. Their conversation quickly changing from his problems, to her running for prom queen made her want to laugh. It was so easy just to talk about everything with him, it was just easy being around him. "I think I might, do you think I'd win? Well I guess I would if you voted for me a million times." she smiled and bit down on her lip gently. The next moment was kind of a blur, all she knew was she was kissing Holden and he was kissing her back. This wasn't right, she knew that, but why couldn't she stop? Fuck, that was going to make things awkward now. Sugar put a hand on his chest and pulled away from him, although still really close. "I.." she paused, searching his face for a reaction. "sorry." she muttered, not really sure what else to say.

Holden wasn't entirely sure what was happening when it was going on. First they were talking, then they were kissing and fuck, maybe they shouldn't. On one hand, it felt terrible. She was his ex boyfriend's sister, his best friend and one of the only good things in his life at the moment - if they fucked things up, he didn't know what he was going to do. And on the other... it felt really nice. Because this was Sugar and even if she smelled like alcohol, she wasn't drunk like he was and like Blaine had been, and fuck, she smelled and felt like home and this couldn't be happening. And just as he got to that... it was over. "I..." his voice trailed off just as quick as hers had and he looked down for a moment. "That was... that was something."

Sugar had done a lot of stupid things in her life, but not as stupid as this. Kissing Holden felt amazing, better than she ever thought it could be. But it was wrong for her to be kissing him. He was Bays ex and her best friend, and she didn't want to mess things up with him. He was the only one besides her family that she was actually close too, and she couldn't lose him over one kiss. Why did he have to be so sweet and caring..and attractive? "I uh, probably shouldn't have done that." she admitted "But, I also kind of want to do it again.is..is that bad?" she asked, biting down on her lower lip for a moment as she waited for some other reaction than shock. Yeah, it was bad and she knew it. "It was definitely something."

Holden knew he should have had a better reaction. It just caught him so off-guard. And while that maybe was naive, it wasn't exactly everyday your best friend decided to kiss you. Taking a deep breath, he squeezed her hand and smiled softly while lightly shaking his head. "I, uh..." his voice quickly trailed off, he had no words and it still felt very overwhelming. But this was Sugar and he couldn't let her down, and... who was he kidding? It had been really, really nice. "No, no it's not," he decided before letting go of her hand to place it on her hip as he leaned in to press a soft kiss against her lips, quietly hoping this wouldn't ruin things for them.

Sugar had to admit, even though she had kissed him, she was still in just as much shock that he was. Was this seriously happening right now? Although they both didn't know what to say, at least he hadn't freaked out on her and left. Which she kind of fully expected him to do, if she was being honest. Sugar smiled softly when he answered her question and it only got bigger when he placed a hand on her hip. What she didn't expect though, was for him to lean in for another kiss. Why did it feel so right kissing him when they both knew this was wrong because of a lot of different things.

Holden honestly had no idea what he was doing. His brain had pretty much switched off by now which was a terrible sign, but did he really care? Everything had been so shitty lately, but Sugar - the person he cared most about in this world - had kissed him and it was nice and safe, and it didn't feel like it was going to backfire (at least right now when his logical sense had been put on pause). He found himself wanting to deepen the kiss, but instead he pulled her closer and attempted to still keep it soft. It was great right now and he didn't want to screw up this moment.

Sugar found that when he pulled her closer, her arm wrapped around his neck and her fingers laced through his hair. It wasn't physically possible to get closer to him, even if she wanted too.She never thought in a million years that she would be here, kissing Holden and he would be kissing her back. But everything felt right for once and she was so comfortable with him, it was like it just came naturally. While she enjoyed the soft lingering kiss, she couldn't help but deepen it just a bit. Things were starting to become hazy, and she was sure she should pull away and end this. But she couldn't, it was too nice and she just want this to last forever.

Holden didn't mind having Sugar this close and he definitely didn't mind the way her fingers ran through his hair. Maybe the moment would have been better if he hadn't been so conflicted, but here he was, attempting to pull her even closer despite it being practically impossible. He pulled back to breathe but only for a moment, and his lips were soon pressed against hers again, this time not nearly as soft. It almost seemed as if pulling away would mean the moment coming to an end and then it'd all be over. He didn't know what to do then.

Sugar was being pulled closer (was that possible?) and she couldnt deny that she liked it. No matter how much she enjoyed this moment, she knew it was going to have to end eventually. Once Holden pulled away from her, she went to say something..anything really, but was cut off by his lips pressed against hers again. This time deeper than the last, oh god this was bad that she liked it so much. She wasnt sure what she would say or do once the moment had ended. But for now she just let the moment continue to happen.

Holden knew that this had to end. Eventually. And that they should talk about it. But Holden didn't know what he was going to say and he wasn't even ready to think about it. Part of him would argue that enjoying kissing girls as beautiful as Sugar wasn't a bad thing, but it felt like he was doing it for the wrong reasons and honestly? He had no idea what to tell her. He just let his fingers play with the hem of her shirt, tilted his head a bit to the side and let it happen. And maybe he should figure out a plan, but fuck, he didn't want to think about it.

Sugar was ready to talk about this, but they needed too. They needed to stop and she knew that, he probably knew that too. But she couldn't help the kiss linger on for a few moments more before she finally pulled away from him. One of them had to stop it eventually, and since she started it, she would be the one to end it. Unfortunately. "Um.." she started, not really sure what to say. " Do we pretend this never happened?" she asked, but honestly how could she pretend it didn't happen? "I'm sorry..I shouldn't.." she trailed off, shaking her head for a moment.

Holden would be lying if he said, he was happy it was over. He wasn't. He didn't want to find himself untangling from her, but soon they were miles apart (or maybe just a few inches, but it felt far worse than it actually was). They were no longer touching and right now? He hated it. "I, uh..." his voice trailed off and he looked down. "Hey. No apologizing. We'll be fine. We can pretend if you want to."

Sugar shook her head and let out a sigh. She had only moved away from kissing him, but she didn’t want to move away from him completely. "Of course I don’t want to pretend like it didn’t happen. I really enjoyed that it did." She said with a small smile and cuddled into him even more. "I like kissing you, actually."

Holden felt a small smile grow on his face and it didn't take long before his arm was back around her waist and his lips were pressed against hers.