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[CN] Kiro's Invasion Date

🌸 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for a date that hasn't been released on the EN server yet! 🌸

[Note: This date was translated with the help of Google Translate :>]

[PART 1]

MC: ...It is a great honor to win the Best Creative Short Film Award at this Golden Star Film Festival

MC: Finally, I would like to thank the team who worked with me and the audience who were willing to listen and understand this story.

There was endless applause from the auditorium, and I bowed solemnly. When I stepped off the stage, several acquaintances nearby congratulated me one after another.

I thanked them one by one, and when I passed by that familiar figure, I couldn’t help but take a look.

Noticing my gaze, he raised his eyes, smiled and nodded.

Kiro: Congratulations.

MC: ...Thanks.

I wanted to say something more, but he looked away.

-

Until the end of the award ceremony and the start of the salon reception, our eyes never met again.

Since there weren’t many opportunities for colleagues to gather, many took this opportunity to converse with each other. Not far way, Kiro was happily chatting with a director, my presence completely unnoticed.

A little disappointment welled up in my heart. At that moment, Director Sun, who I had worked with before, came over with a glass of wine.

Director Sun: MC, congratulations on winning the award. Should I start calling you director now?

MC: You flatter me. I have you to thank for the drama salon you invited me to last time. I really learned a lot.

Director Sun: I��m also happy that you young people came to socialize more. I’ll do it again later. You and Kiro should come together when you’re free.

MC: ...Sure.

After Director Sun left with a smile, I took another look at Kiro, but happened to be caught by his returned gaze.

I raised my glass to him from a distance, just wanting to signal, but he unexpectedly came towards me.

KIro: Miss Producer MC, I watched your award-winning work this time. It was wonderful and touching. 

Polite and gentle. Everything seemed perfectly amiable but at the same time, very distant.

I took a deep breath, buried the phrase “I miss you so much” in my heart, and raised a polite smile.

MC: Congratulations to you for winning the Golden Star Actor Award. I respect you for that.

Without waiting for him to respond, I downed the champagne that was in my glass.

The alcohol suddenly went to my head, and my head grew light. Kiro’s slightly surprised face grew a bit troubled.

He took the glass from my hand and gently rubbed his fingertips against my skin, sending over an ambiguous electric current which made my fingertips numb.

Kiro: You look a little dizzy, Producer. Should I take you to your room to rest?

He stood at a distance that crossed no lines, and calmly and patiently waited for my answer.

I hadn’t reached a point where I couldn’t go back to my room myself, but before I could think about the results, my body instinctively took a step closer to him.

MC: ...Then I will have to trouble Mr. Star Kiro. 

[PART 2]

In order to celebrate Valentine’s Day tomorrow, the promenade from the banquet hall to the guest room was decorated with layers of brilliant star lights.

After leaving the banquet hall, the cool night air made me shiver. The very next second, a jacket with his body temperature fell on my shoulders.

He tidied up the coat for me in a gentlemanly manner, only his fingers casually grazing the ends of my hair before leaving.

We walked side by side, keeping a distance that was neither far nor close. And this distance was a result of my own suggestion.

-

[Flashback]

Kiro: It’s been ages since I’ve seen you. I never expected that Director Yan would be stricter than before...

On the phone, Kiro’s voice was listless.

This time, he was collaborating with the great director Yan Dao in an AI anthropomorphic movie, in which Kiro played the AI hero.

Kiro: Director Yan said that I wasn’t getting into the drama, and asked me to block out all emotional ‘input sources’ and look for a more ‘mechanized’ feeling.

Hearing Kiro’s long sigh, I pinched my phone with my fingertips, longing to touch his face.

The lingering love during the New Year’s holiday seemed to have left a lingering warmth, and we talked to each other on the phone almost every day during this period.

Could it be that Kiro couldn’t “shield his emotions” because we talked too much recently? My heart froze for a moment and I pursed my lips.

MC: How about... not contacting each other for some time? You should concentrate on filming first and find out how you feel.

Kiro: Don’t. I still need you to provide me with motivation.

MC: But haven’t you been NG (no good) for days? I don’t want to bother you.

MC: You should... know the source of the problem already.

As a major star who always asks to appear on screen with the most perfect appearance, Kiro was never one to let go of any of the factors that affected him.

The situation was clear. While I, too, was very sad, Kiro’s work was more important right now.

Kiro: .....

Kiro: But we’ll still meet at the Golden Star Film Festival next week... And the second day of the event is Valentine’s Day.

MC: During that time, I’ll keep my distance from you and will not interfere with your work.

I tried my best to make my voice sound extremely understated, but the pain from my fingernails digging into my palm still made me perceive the sadness in my heart. 

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, a low voice came.

Kiro: ...Sorry, it’s all my fault.

Kiro: When the filming for this is over, I’ll definitely make up for all the sweetness we’ve lost during this time. In fact, double it!

[End of Flashback]

-

Under the reflection of the bright starlight, his exquisite face still showed no sign of agitation.

I kind of regretted making that agreement.

Despite his coat blocking out the night wind, I still couldn’t help but slowly approach that familiar source of warmth. And as soon as the backs of our hands touched each other, the slightly cool gap in my heart was filled to the brim.

Tomorrow, he would return back to the studio to film, and the state he was maintaining would not be “wasted”.

Despite that reason tugging at my brain, my hands were unwilling to follow its instructions. I tentatively moved half a step closer to him again, letting our arms stick together.

The hand at my side touched his lightly with a forward rhythm, leaving an unconcealable throbbing in my heart. Kiro seemed to not notice it.

The reassuring temperature was like a warm current flowing slowly, which made one feel a little sad.

Just another five seconds, no, ten seconds... and then I’ll leave.

I counted the ten seconds in my heart over and over again, but as if we had a tacit understanding over this, neither of us moved away first.

When I was finally thinking about taking a step back, my pinkie was gently hooked.

His fingertips gently touched my palm, leaving a scorching mark.

In the deafening silence, I felt my heart beating clearly.

Not far away from the room, I slowed down, reluctant to part. And the finger that had been wrapped around mine, suddenly clasped my hand lightly.

Maybe it was the unstable center of gravity from wearing high-heeled shoes, or the swaying of my rationality after being soaked in alcohol, or maybe... it was him, who felt the same reluctance I did.

If it was an “unexpected situation”, it wouldn’t count as a breach of the agreement, would it?

With that thought in mind, I half-truthfully twitched and fell towards him. At almost the same time, a force came from my wrist, and my body fell into his embrace.

The hug was unexpected, but neither of us moved.

Until a slightly satisfied sigh came from my ear and I was hugged by the waist. In my partly widened eyes, the corners of his lips that seemed to be smiling, were reflected.

Kiro: It seems that today’s champagne has taken quite the toll on you. You probably won’t be able to walk to your room yourself.

Kiro: Let me take you the rest of the way.

-

There was a vague sound of water coming from the bathroom, and I leaned against the head of my bed, my pounding heart muddled into a complete mess.

The walk back from the banquet hall could have lasted a little longer...

I buried my face in his coat, missing the embrace that didn’t last long.

After a while, Kiro came out of the bathroom with a warm wet towel and makeup remover cotton, blocking out the dim floor light.

MC: You can go back and rest...

He didn’t respond to me, but just gently dabbed the makeup remover cotton on the corner of my eyes.

Kiro: Close your eyes.

The cleansing cotton carefully traced over every corner of my face. I couldn’t bear to fall asleep, so in a daze, I took his hand.

MC: Are you leaving?

Kiro: Do you want me to stay?

The whisper that was close at hand seemed to be a wonderful, yet deadly temptation. I nodded, shook my head again, and spoke the truth with unclear logic.

MC: You have to go back to the set tomorrow, I can’t mess with your focus--

MC: But I miss you so much...

After a moment of silence, a deep chuckle hit my heart. He moved closer and asked again.

Kiro: Do you want me to stay?

MC: How could I want you to leave...

As soon as my words fell, my body was pushed into the mattress and within the next second, an overwhelmingly hot kiss was pressed down on me without warning.

He easily pried open my mouth and lazily explored bit by bit. 

His slender fingers ran through my hair, traced my eyebrows over and over again, and than slid down to my collarbone, as if confirming something.

Kiro: MC...

He whispered my name, luring me to continue to approach him.

The sounds of our pants were quick and heavy, and our fingers were tightly intertwined, tirelessly demanding from each other, trying to fill in all the gaps that were left open during this period.

I almost wanted to melt in that scorching heat, but I was looking forward to his more undeniable invasion.

In the dimness, it seemed that the midnight bell sounded outside the window.

Finding a sliver of clarity in my broken mind, I tried my best to raise my neck, and kissed the corner of his warm lips.

MC: Happy Valentine’s Day, Kiro.

He paused, and then responded with a more passionate kiss.

My consciousness floated amongst gentle waves, and before falling asleep, a soft voice came to my ear.

Kiro: Happy Valentine’s Day, MC.

[PART 3]

It was almost noon the next day when I woke up from a deep sleep.

MC: Kiro..?

I rubbed my bleary eyes and called his name, but no one answered. There was no one beside the bed, only a lunch box that had been left on the small table that still had some residual warmth.

There were dozens of messages on my phone, and the top dialog box was blank.

Although a little disappointed, I tacitly put down my phone, got up and took a shower.

There was going to be a red carpet walk in the afternoon, and all the winners were participating. Many media outlets were also invited.

Among the messages I received, there was a message from an actor friend saying that he had to return to the set temporarily and could not walk the red carpet with me.

I sighed and walked out of the hotel to go to the event venue.

Do I want to go alone, or should I find a partner? Just as I was coming up with an idea, a pair of blue eyes flashed in my mind.

Like telepathy, a familiar van stopped in front of me.

The car door opened and the person I was thinking about appeared before me.

The early spring sunshine was perfectly adequate, and through the scattered new shoots and branches and leaves, a colorful scene was reflected on his body, like beautiful magic.

Seeing me, a smile grew on his face.

Kiro: Good afternoon, Gold Medal Producer. It looks like you had a good rest last night.

I felt like there was something hidden beneath his words, but his frank gaze was devoid of any charm.

Thinking that we should continue our previous “agreement”, I also smiled politely.

MC: Not bad indeed, you look like you got up early.

Kiro: Well, there was an interview in the morning, which just ended. The time arranged for that had been relatively early.

He explained lightly, and slowly blinked his eyes with a certain hint, arousing the scorching throbbing that we knew very well.

Kiro: For the red carpet event in the afternoon, who do you plan to walk with?

MC: My partner has a temporary job, so I’m planning a one-man red carpet challenge.

Unexpectedly, he raised his eyebrows, stretched his hand and showed a sincere smile.

Kiro: I’m also alone. I wonder if I can invite this Gold Medal Producer to walk the red carpet with me?

MC: Is that... okay?

Kiro: Don’t you think today is the perfect day for us to walk together?

Hie eyes were burning, and the smile on his lips seemed determined. This was an invitation that would not be rejected.

And of course, I wouldn’t say no to him.

MC: Then, please take care of me, Mr. Superstar.

-

After putting on our makeup, Kiro and I went backstage to await our turn.

On both sides of the red carpet, the flashing lights lit up one after another, becoming a foil for the dashing figures on the red carpet.

Kiro: It’s almost our turn.

Kiro tidied up his cuffs calmly, and the high-tailored suit made his figure even taller and more slender.

Perhaps seeing through my nervousness, he tilted his head and joked.

Kiro: If this expression got photographed on the red carpet, it’d be in the headlines tomorrow.

Kiro: The title would be “International superstar’s flirting on the Valentine’s Day red carpet with female producer failed, suspected to have an inside fling”.

MC: That’s way too exaggerated!

I laughed at his light-hearted banter and felt a warm finger against the corner of my lips.

Kiro: Your smile is beautiful. Be confident, you’re a gold star director. With me here, there won’t be a problem. You just have to show your brightest smile.

Usher: Mr. Kiro, Director MC, it’s your turn soon.

Kiro: Are you ready?

I exhaled and walked out of the shadows of the backstage with him in my arms.

The overwhelming flashes of light flashed one after another on both sides of us. It seemed like the brightest lights in the world had gathered here.

But at the moment, a secret joy that no one knew of suddenly arose in my heart.

Today was Valentine’s Day, and it was also my first time walking the red carpet with Kiro. 

Every shot would put us in the same frame. In this scene, he belonged only to me.

He faced the cameras with ease, his footsteps graceful and free, as if he was stepping on the stars with every step.

But the stars were vast, and he was the only focus.

I followed Kiro to the signature wall and was about to turn around when he just happened to lower his head.

Kiro: Excellent performance.

His warm lips traced against the shell of my ear, and his low whisper, accompanied by his warm breath, rushed into my ears, leaving a sultry and heart-throbbing sensation that no one else noticed.

By the time I wanted to trace back the disappearing temperature, the instigator had already smiled and waved to the camera.

Only the teasing at the corner of his lips that he hadn’t had time to withdraw revealed his devious little thoughts.

Reporter A: Director MC, congratulations on winning the Golden Star Awards this time. What was your inspiration for this work?

Reporter B: Kiro, I heard that you’re still filming a new movie. Can you tell me...

In addition to the Superstar Kiro, many reporters were also interested in me, a “director” who didn’t show her face very much.

Reporter C: I heard that the two of you had collaborated before. Walking the red carpet together on Valentine’s Day, is there any special meaning to it?

I was taken aback by the tricky question, but Kiro smiled with ease.

Kiro: I have always liked the works of producer MC, and it’s a great honor to participate in the award ceremony with her this time.

Kiro: Before stepping onto the red carpet, we were still discussing future cooperation.

Reporter B: Does this cooperation refer to the new work directed by MC?

Kiro: That is confidential.

Kiro: I can only say that she’s a creative and serious producer with many interesting stories, and you’ll find many new inspiring things when working with her.

He turned his face sideways, and in his clear and bright eyes, I alone was clearly reflected.

He pinched my finger lightly behind the shadow of the camera.

Kiro: [very, very softly] The muse of inspiration will always be my only choice.

-

After the red carpet event, the award ceremony was drawing to a close.

I was a little sad, since after this, Kiro would have to return to the set, and we wouldn’t be able to see each other until two months later.

Kiro: Do you have any work to do after this?

MC: Nope.

Kiro: Great, then let’s go~

Hearing that, my eyes lit up.

MC: Go where? Aren’t you going back to the set to film?

Kiro: That’s what I planned to do, but I need your help with something at work.

His expression was friendly but not intimate, and I wasn’t sure what he was thinking for a while. But this was a work matter. I needed to help without breaking the “agreement”. Thinking about it like this, I nodded with peace of mind.

Kiro: After that, your time is mine.

-

Unexpectedly, Kiro took me to his recording studio. There were still some audio track files on the screen of his console.

Kiro: In addition to starring as the male lead, I actually also acted as the film’s music producer.

Kiro: There’s a BGM that requires a female voice to hum, and I think you’re voice is very suitable.

Seeing his confident appearance, I hesitated.

MC: ...Isn’t it better to have a professional singer sing this?

Kiro: In order to match the plot, I want a more jerky and pure tone, so I think your voice is very suitable.

He adjusted the sound, put the headset on my head and played the demo to the score.

Kiro: Take it easy, let me teach you.

Kiro was indeed an extremely professional teacher, and the recording of the piece didn’t take long.

After he finished listening to the recording, he smiled and nodded at me.

Kiro: I still have a personal OST that I want your help with. Do you want to strike while the iron is hot?

[PART 4]

His scorching body temperature approached me from behind. his arms crossed my shoulders, and he adjusted to microphone in front of me.

This posture basically completely enclosed me in his arms.

MC: Isn’t this a little too close...

Kiro: Not close, this one needs a chorus. Ready? I’ll teach you the melody first.

I tried my best to concentrate, but my mind was distracted by the body temperature behind me.

He seemed to have noticed my half-heartedness, and whispered in my ear with some “dissatisfaction”. 

Kiro: [whispering very enticingly] Focus on work--

His ambiguous whispers brushed past my ears along with his warm breath, leaving behind palpitations that made one feel restless.

But before I looked back, he pulled away, just like that unintentional move on the red carpet.

Kiro: Your voice is breaking here. Did you forget the way I taught you to speak so quickly?

Every time I made a small mistake, I would receive a little “reminder” from him. Either he would gently tug at my earlobe, or guide our bodies to be “close-fitted”.

But every single time, it was like a dragonfly skimming the water’s surface, leaving at a touch. It made one feel agitated, but helpless to do anything about it.

Finally, when he leaned over again and tried to ‘add fuel to the fire’, I squeezed his hand.

MC: Kiro, are you playing these tricks on purpose?

He tilted his head and leaned closer until our noses brushed. A pair of innocent eyes gazed at me deeply.

Kiro: Wasn’t it MC who broke the agreement by “tricking” me first?

Kiro: Obviously you said that you would refuse to contact me, and that meeting me would not affect my state, but it turned out to be the opposite.

He sighed softly, his voice slightly hoarse.

Kiro: Shouldn’t you be responsible for me?

MC: I... didn’t really go back on my word...

I opened my mouth, but when I recalled the little tricks I played under the intoxication, I felt a little guilty.

Kiro: Didn’t go back? You kept staring at me at the reception hall, and then stuck to me after drinking too much. Even when I was giving a speech on stage...

MC: Wait, I didn’t do anything while you gave your speech.

Kiro: You’d occasionally wander off to check your phone while others were giving their speeches. But as soon as I came on stage, you kept watching... I was so nervous that I forgot half my sentences. 

I was stunned for a moment and blinked belatedly.

MC: Don’t you know that I’m looking at you because you’re always looking at me?

He didn’t answer. His eyes seemed to contain thousands of unspeakable emotions, gently grasping my heart. 

The longing that had accumulated for a long time, engulfed me once again.

MC: Sorry, although we had an agreement, but I... really miss you.

MC: Can I give you a hug to recharge? Just for a moment...

Before I could finish speaking, a firm hug filled my arms, as if I had been waiting for a long time.

He cherishingly and tenderly kissed my eyebrows, again and again, and we indulged in each other’s temperatures without reservation.

I don’t know long it took before I reluctantly patted his back, but he only hugged me even tighter.

MC: ...What are you going to do about tomorrow’s shoot?

Kiro: It doesn’t matter... In order not to mess up, I’ve found a few tricks.

MC: Tricks?

Kiro: The method you proposed this time was very helpful, and my mistakes reduced immediately. 

Kiro: Although Director Yan felt that I was qualified, when I was researching this role, I felt a little distance from him.

He relaxed his shoulders and rested his chin on my shoulder. A voice that was deeper than usual lingered in my ears.

Kiro: Even if I know what he’s thinking, or how he’s acting... I can be cold and heartless, but I can’t be him. I thought for a long time and finally found the reason why.

MC: What is it?

He turned his head slightly and rubbed my face lightly with his fingertips. His eyes were filled with tenderness and love. 

I couldn’t help but breathe lightly, for fear of breaking the warmth of this moment.

Kiro: Because I met a very important person. She kept me away from loneliness, let me know the heartbeats of missing someone, and let me find my own destination.

He took my hand and placed it gently on his chest. The hot and powerful heartbeat under my hand, passed though my palm and merged with my pulse.

Kiro: She gave me irreplaceable warmth, and made me no longer remember what it was like to be alone.

Kiro: I can only try to image what it would be like to completely remove “Kiro” from my body, so that I wouldn’t feel love at all.

Kiro: That way, I can become him.

His tone was casual, but I couldn’t even imagine how hard it would be to completely strip yourself away. I pictured him forcing himself in a room, tossing and turning to adjust his state in order to be perfect.

There was a soreness in my heart. I stretched out my hand to trace his eyebrows and eyes, seeing that he hid that obscure tiredness without leaving a trace, and gently held my hand to the corner of his lips.

Kiro: So don’t worry, I’ll do fine tomorrow.

His determined voice sounded like some kind of appeasement, but also like a cryptic request. I let go of all considerations and hugged him again, but at the same time, a question suddenly floated in my mind--

MC: In other words, even without our agreement, you had found your own way.

MC: Then why did you keep your distance from me during the award ceremony?

Kiro: Because I wanted to try and see if I could still find that state while you were in front of me--

Kiro: But from the moment you came into my field of vision, I knew it was a failure.

Kiro: My body kept telling me that this was the person I loved the most. It had this uncontrollable desire to get close to you and embrace you.

Kiro: ...I wanted to declare my sovereignty over you in front of everyone.

Kiro: MC, tell me, why am I like this?

His slightly raised eyebrows were seductive, as if he was luring his prey into his territory little by little.

It was a no-brainer answer, but for some reason, I wanted to hear him say it myself.

MC: [blushing] Why?

Kiro: Because Kiro loves you.

Kiro: Because I love you, I can’t hide my love for you.

In his deep gaze, there was a secret emotion, akin to a sea of stars.

Kiro: It’s hard to pretend I don’t love you, even when I can’t see you.

Kiro: I can only keep hinting that I’m only temporarily saying goodbye to “Kiro”, and soon, I’ll be able to see my MC again.

The warm lights outlined his soft contours. Our overlapping breaths slowly drew closer, and his low end voice was a tad bit alluring.

As he wished, I got a little closer.

MC: See her for what reason?

Kiro: To let her know, of course-- how much I miss her.

Being grabbed by my wrist and lightly pulled, I was caught off guard and fell forward, falling into his long-awaited embrace.

Once the “prey” was ensnared, he lightly chuckled, and a fleeting kiss fell on the side of my neck. His scorching breath made me tremble uncontrollably.

But he seemed to have found something interesting, and slowly licked downwards, until he reached my collarbone.

The subtle probing but not in-depth teasing made the fire in my heart grow more and more intense. I pried away the headphones that were in the way from around his neck, and kissed him deeply.

But the tip of his tongue lazily chased after me, goading me to go deeper.

His fingers caressed the skin around my waist, the numbness spreading to every corner of my body, making my heart tremble at the same time.

The fiery and passionate kiss, with sweet comfort, slowly tempted me to give him everything.

More delightful than the sweetest sugar, more intoxicating than the mellowest wine.

I was like a drowning person, desperately trying to draw strength and oxygen from him.

As if aware of my response and desire, he melted a deep smile between his lips and teeth, his fingertips dancing along my spine, little by little.

Turns out that we were both the same; irresistibly addicted to each other.

Unable to stop.

It was the simultaneous longing of the body and soul, the irresistible attraction, and the emotion that was several times more intense than simple liking.

Like the softest and most fragrant thorns, one could not escape it, but was willing to sink into it.

During our interlaced panting, I saw my blurred self in his eyes.

Kiro: [gasping] I love you, MC.

Kiro: I’ve been in love with you since a long, long time ago.

As he said that, he kissed me, letting me feel the entirety of his confession with the most direct actions.

I don’t know who touched the control panel, but a soft and ambiguous melody slowly flowed out, blending with our chaotic heartbeats and breathing, into a beautiful movement.

MC: I’ll love you forever too, Kiro.

[andinewton]

Based on this post by @acrispyapple​, just a little something I threw together!  Thanks for the idea!  I hope you like it!  (as always, I’m too lazy to edit it right now, so I hope it all makes sense!)

Give me a Break!  - A Victor oneshot

Victor continued with his work, his phone face down on the desk, awaiting the vibration to signal    your next reply.  It never took you long to come around to his way of thinking, even though you seemed to be really riled at his reply this time.  He could picture you now, brow furrowed delicately with a cute little pout on your lips.  His face curved into a smirk before he put his fountain pen back to paper and carried on working.

***

You glared at your phone.  You had taken five minutes out of today’s incredibly busy schedule to try and invite Victor on a trip.  Sending him a message, fishing for whether he might be interested or not, only to have him shoot you down in flames by questioning your work ethic!  Okay, well, fine.  If he wanted to be your boss and nothing else, then that was what he would get.

***

Later that evening, as you tucked into a very basic but still tasty microwave dinner at your tiny kitchen table, your phone beeped a new message.  Glancing at the display you could see a notification from Victor, asking where you were.  On the other side of you was a copy of your latest proposal which you were skimming over to double check it made sense.  Time to launch operation business only.

Taking a picture of the file you attached a short message, simply stating; very busy, boss.  Before putting the phone back down and continuing to eat, your desire to work suddenly fired up by his query.

Another beep.  You were meant to be at Souvenir.

Actually, sir, you said you would take me to Souvenir later.  As no time nor date for said meeting was confirmed with myself or my office, I assumed it was tentative.  Apologies if I misunderstood.

Wow, that felt soooooo good!  It was professional, made your point, even to the degree of apologising to draw attention to the fact it was his fault.  Now for stage two of your plan.

You opened a new text message and sent a brief note to Kiro.  Weirdly, he was the one who supported your not-quite-a-relationship with Victor, and was more than happy to be your venting buddy as well as constant co-conspirator.  You knew Kiro “shipped” the two of you, as he assured you the internet said these days, and he wanted to make it his mission to bring you together.  You admitted you weren’t exactly averse to the idea, and making Victor jealous just might help.  Just minutes later you got a stream of excited emojis from Kiro, followed by the simple phrase; I know just what to do, so go with it!

You were sure whatever it was would get Victor’s attention in no time, the real test would be how he reacted.

***

Victor threw his phone down on the countertop, the metal surface reverberating with the clash.  You were taking it this far, seriously?  Making out your relationship was nothing more than professional?  He would make you pay for that in some not so subtle way.  He started to pack away the ingredients he had bought to make you a special meal, knowing you weren’t coming.  It was a shame to let it go to waste and while he wanted to share this recipe with you he could be just as petty as you were.  Probably even more so.

His phone vibrated the counter as he came back from the refrigerator, glancing at the screen to see it was from Goldman, and a screenshot no less.  Opening it he stared for a good ten seconds before his anger rose to a near impossible level.

Kiro had apparently made a post that Goldman thought should be brought to Victor’s attention immediately.  And he could see why.

Kiro:  Looking forward to a weekend away with my bestie!  Just the two of us, sun, sea, swimsuits, sand, sweet treats, and sangria!

And you were tagged in it.

It was no secret that the two of you were friends, completely platonic yet irritatingly friends who had the press eating out of your hands at the far too many not-dates you went on.  Was this what he had blown off by reminding you that work was important?  A chance to enjoy a tropical vacation with you wearing very little clothing and…he cleared his throat and shook his head, trying to dislodge the image.  Two could play this game.  If she was trying to make him jealous she was not going to succeed.  No.  He would take the high ground and let her go waste her time with the blond pretty boy.

At least that was what he thought.  Until Goldman’s second image came through.  That of your reply.

MC:  Can you believe we get the entire island to ourselves?  Thanks #romanticgetaways for the amazing prize!

She won a private island getaway and she was going with…with…with him?!  Oh, he didn’t think so!  Victor slapped off the lights and headed for the door, grabbing his jacket as he passed.

***

‘Do you think this will work?’  You asked Kiro when he video called you after he posted.  He had talked you through your reply and it made sense.  He knew about the prize you had won, how excited you had been at the prospect of inviting Victor on what you hope might be a romantic little getaway, and he knew the CEO wasn’t keen on your friendship with the star.

‘With that reply it’s guaranteed!’  You could almost feel Kiro’s excitement through the screen.  ‘You are totally going to get him demanding you go with him instead of me!’

‘I mean demanding does sound like him.’  You agreed.  ‘But I can’t see it.  He was obviously put out that I switched to all business and we both know how stubborn he is.’

‘Psshh.’  Kiro made a dismissive noise.  ‘You’ll have him eating out of the palm of your hand.’

‘He’ll probably say that’s unsanitary.’

Kiro’s bubbly laugh echoed through the tiny speaker.  ‘I bet he’s actually okay with the idea of a little food play.’  The wink he gave you was enough to bring a blush to your cheeks.

‘You’re worse than me, I swear.’  You shook your head.  ‘I don’t imagine I’ll hear from him, but if I do I’ll let you…’

You were interrupted by a knock on your door, your head jerking around to look at it.

‘It’s him!  Oh my God, just leave me here on the table so I can listen in!’

‘Nope.’  You waved and cut the call, placing the phone face down on the table before heading over and going up on tiptoes to look through the peephole.  Holy crap, it was actually him!

You glanced down at yourself, still wearing your skirt and blouse from work but barefoot and hair down.  You’d have to do.  Opening the door you looked at Victor, leaning against the wall beside the door with his forearm, glaring at you the moment his eyes found you.

‘Good evening, Mr Li.  To what do I owe this unexpected visit?’  Your tone was clipped and professional but his stern expression didn’t slip.

‘Do you always open your door at this time of night to strangers?’

‘I wouldn’t call us strangers, Mr Li.  And I checked through the peephole first.’  You waved a hand towards it in demonstration.

He straightened from his leaning pose and tugged his jacket so it sat right.  ‘Quit calling me that.’

‘Mr Li?’  You asked, and he gave a brisk nod.  ‘But that’s your name.’

‘We have been on a first name basis for as long as we have been in business.’

‘And I apologise for my lack of professionalism in that regard.’  You bowed your head briefly.  ‘Now, what can I do for you?  It must be important for you to have come all this way at this hour.’

‘I want to know what this is about.’  He thrust his phone in your face just as your neighbour’s door opened, Lucien poking his head around the frame.

‘Is everything alright, MC?  I heard raised voices.’

You smiled pleasantly before emphasising his name.  ‘Everything is fine, Lucien.  Some last minute business that couldn’t wait until morning, that’s all.’

He gave Victor a none too friendly glance.  ‘Shout if you need anything.’

‘I will.  Thank you, Lucien.’

After a final look Victor’s way he closed the door again and you turned your attention back to the man in front of you, who seemed even angrier now than he had a moment before.

‘What can I do for you, Mr Li?  It is, after all, very late.  Is there some sort of emergency?’

‘No, there’s no emergency!’  His tone became exasperated.  ‘I want to know…’

‘This is well out of business hours so I assumed it was urgent.’

‘Are you just going to leave me on the doorstep all night?’  He finally snapped.

‘With that attitude I think I might.’  You begun to close the door but he put his hand against it and held it there, not that you put up much of a fight.  ‘Mr Li, this is very unprofessional.’

‘Enough with the Mr Li, and enough with the professionalism!’  His nostrils flared, you thought in an attempt to stop himself from really yelling, but you just continued to looked at him with a confused expression on your face.  ‘I want you to tell me what this means?’

Again he held out the phone and you leant forward slightly, examining it carefully.  ‘I believe that is a post from the idol Kiro regarding to his plans for this weekend.’

‘His plans this weekend with you.’  He specified.

‘That’s right.’

‘Quit playing dumb, MC.’

‘I don’t know what you’re alluding to, Mr Li, but dumb is the last thing I am playing.’

The sigh he let out was more of a huff.  ‘Are you really going to spend the weekend on a private island with him?’

You shrugged.  ‘I had no one else to ask.  My first choice was unavailable therefore I went with my backup.  If that’s all, sir, I was in the middle of eating.’

‘You said you were working.’

‘I’m multitasking.’  For the first time your irritation slipped through into your voice and you had to take a calming breath before continuing.

He glared at you but you glared right back.  He was in the wrong here and if he were really jealous, as Kiro suspected, he had to do something about it, not you.  You were not caving.

‘This trip?  It was what you wanted to ask me on?’

‘I thought to.  Until you stated you couldn’t possibly find the time and that my workload shouldn’t afford me the time either.  However, I happen to believe in a healthy work/life balance and this short break will be most welcome.’

‘I would have gone with you.’

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that?’  You leaned forward with your ear turned slightly towards him.

‘I said if you had come out and asked me in the first place I would have gone with you!’

‘Asking if you would like a spur of the moment trip wasn’t to the point enough for you?’  You finally snapped back at him.  ‘Your cue then would have been to ask me where to, not to have dismissed me like you have so many other times!  I am tired of trying to be perfect for you, Victor, I mean Mr Li!  I know in future not to bother asking you to anything you would obviously feel is a complete waste of your valuable time.  I’m sorry I bothered you with it in the first place and you will be pleased to hear that from this point on our relationship will be nothing but professional!’

‘You can’t just…’

‘I can’t just what?  Tell you a few home truths?’

‘No!’

‘Decide not to allow you to antagonise me any more?’

‘No!’

‘Go on vacation with Kiro?’

That was evidently the last straw for Victor as he shoved his phone in his pocket, stepped forward, and pulled you to him for a bruising kiss.

You couldn’t lie, it was everything you could ever have dreamed of and more.  You swore you saw fireworks behind your eyelids, your nerve endings tingling throughout your entire body as his lips forcefully took yours, his hands cupping your face as though afraid you might move.  Moving was the last thing on your mind, though, and you made a small satisfied murmur as he drew back from you just enough to allow you to focus on him.

‘Try asking me again.’  He all but growled, the noise making you shiver in such close confines.

‘Would…’ you swallowed, ‘would you like a spur of the moment trip?’

A smile curved the edge of his lips.  ‘With you?  Any time.’

[night-chant]

MLQC Scenario - Winter Wonderland

The holiday seasons are approaching so it's time for me to set up the atmosphere with snow and coziness! Hope you enjoy and happy holidays!

Featuring: MLQC Guys + reader

Synopsis: Finding the cure to the winter blues is easy when he is with you! XD

Warning: Fluff

Victor:

Cleaned up the fireplace together (he was very tempted to wipe the soot from your cheek).

After decorating the Christmas tree, he held you up by waist so you could place the star at the top.

Froze time on the balcony so you could finally catch snowflakes without them melting.

He frowned. “Are you really trying to catch all of them?”

You held his face. “No, just the most important ones.”

Baked intricate snowflake cookies and made candy cane Christmas bark together.

He knew you were worrying over your workload so he distracted you with holiday activities.

Meanwhile, he was worrying over what gift you wanted. He already got the purse you’d wanted for your birthday . . .

You finally caught on when you dressed as Mrs. Claus and tried egging him to be Santa.

“Will you tell me what you want for Christmas if I do it?”

You promised and only managed to put on the hat for him when he asked again.

You two always went away to amazing vacation spots to get away from the winter blues, but you confessed spending time with him at home for the holidays was all you ever wanted this year.

“Now can you wear the red coat too?”

How could someone be so childish yet so endearing at the same time?

Lucien:

He’d say he didn’t know how to ice skate and that he wished you’d teach him.

So you brought him to the small lake where it was always frozen in the winter whenever your father had brought you here.

But this time, it wasn’t. The waves rippled against the breeze.

You sighed. “This is a bad idea. Let’s go the city’s arena---”

“Hm, giving up so soon? Aren’t you usually the stubborn girl who always persevered?”

“Against climate change? I can’t fix that!”

“We’ve been through even dire problems. Now close your eyes.”

He tugged off one of his gloves and set his palm over the water surface. In a blue flash, thick ice coated over the entire lake.

The shine of the ice shimmered across his violet eyes as he offered his hand as if for a formal dance. He kissed it before pulling you close. “I’m afraid I might fall. You’ll have to hold me,” he said mischievously.

You barely gave him pointers before he was already gliding beside you, twirling you around like the lake was a ballroom.

You thought the dream would be complete if it were snowing . . .

Then, in another blue glow, snowflakes fell. You stared at Lucien, bewildered.

“I don’t need to read minds. It was written all over your face.” He pulled you close again. “Merry Christmas.��

Kiro:

If an angel embodied a mortal, it would be Kiro. It was extremely apparent during the holidays.

Invited you to a charity event which featured winter activities to raise funds for people in need.

After singing Christmas carols, he used cheesy ways to get affection from you.

Exhibit 1: “Look, they ran out of flowers, but I did get a bouquet of mistletoes!” he said, leaning toward you expectantly.

Exhibit 2: “My hands are so cold. Miss Chips, could you please hold them? . . . My arm is cold too, could you hold it too?”

You two helped build gingerbread houses for the guests.

You set a gingerbread girl beside your house as instructed and Kiro nudged a gingerbread man beside her.

“Kiro, each house is supposed to have only one!”

He’d give you the puppy eyes. “How could you part them now that they’ve fallen in love? Are you really gonna break their cookie hearts??”

End the night with a Santa sleigh carriage ride drawn by horses in the woods. Kiro ran out of excuses to win any more of your affection. So, you held him by the waist and rewarded him with enough kisses that’d encourage him to do this again next year.

Gavin:

In your quest to figure out Gavin’s leisure, you arranged a trip where you two would be . . .

“Cross country-skiing?” he said as you hid the article What activities does your Zodiac sign like to do? behind you.

“I also booked a cabin. It’ll be fun!” Until you realized the 10-km journey to the cabin was too much for you.

You insisted on leading the way and found a cabin before sunset. Seeing that it had nothing inside, you knew you were NOT in the right place.

Gavin started to build a fire as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

You wanted to apologize but froze when you saw his tender smile.

You were lost, it was dark and freezing. What was there to smile about?

Because you’d been concentrating on the map for hours, you hadn’t noticed his attentive gaze on your shining eyes against the daylight.

He knew you wouldn’t accept that as his Christmas gift so he kept quiet.

You did pack ingredients for s’mores so you made some by the fire.

“Are you still cold? Here.” He shared the warmth of his coat with you. 

Distracted by his amber eyes, you didn’t realize he pulled the map out of your pocket, finding the Zodiac article taped on it.

“So this is what all this is about.”

While you stammered excuses, he read your Zodiac sign’s desires: Enjoys romance, both cuddles and kisses.

Horoscopes weren’t reliable but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy that night.

Hope you like ‘em! Happy holidays!!!

[yutalkingtome]

Miss Chips

This is part of the Kurama Collab with @127-mile !

It’s my first fanfic upload on tumblr but I hope y’all enjoy it! (GIF by @xiaojvn )

Summary: Set in the world of Mr. LOVE: Queen’s Choice! MC is filming a cooking variety show suggested by her good friend and Pop Idol, Kiro. He brings along his fellow Pop Idol, Xiaojun. Xiaojun likes Kiro’s nickname for MC and wants to come up with one of his own.

Genre: Fluff. That’s literally it. Just cute cute stuff.

Pairing: MC x Xiaojun

Words: 1,303

Warnings: None. There aren’t any spoilers for ML:QC in this.

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“Miss Chips!” Kiro’s voice rang out behind me.

“Just a moment,” I said softly to the person I was talking to. I turned to face Kiro with a warm smile. He pulled me into a big hug and rocked us back and forth for a moment. “Kiro,” I chuckled into his shoulder, “We just saw each other a couple days ago!”

“Any day without my Miss Chips feels like forever!” He kept his arm around my shoulder as he turned to face the man that walked in with him. “This is the friend I was telling you about!”

“Xiao Dejun,” Kiro’s friend held out his hand for me to shake. “My stage name is Xiaojun, but you can just call me DJ if that’s easier for you.”

“If you don’t mind, I’ll call you Xiaojun for professional purposes,” I said, shaking his hand and bowing slightly.

“I’m really excited to be working with your company. Kiro has told me all about how much fun it is to film with you.”

I looked up at Kiro and he scratched the back of his head bashfully. “What can I say? I have the best time whenever I’m with Miss Chips.” Kiro’s agent called him over. “Uh-Oh I hope I’m not in trouble again!” Kiro laughed and walked over to him, leaving me with Xiaojun.

“Excuse me for asking, but is your name really Miss Chips?” Xiaojun asked me quietly.

I chuckled and shook my head, “No, that’s a nickname Kiro gave me when we first met. We were both reaching for the same bag of potato chips.”

“Oh! That’s so cute! It’s like fate!”

“You sound just like Kiro!” I glanced at the clock on the wall behind him and realized it was almost time to start filming. “Oh! I need to go find the director before we start. It was nice meeting you and I look forward to the show!” We bowed to each other as I took my leave.

*

The variety show we were filming today was Xiaojun’s cooking show. He had already filmed a few episodes for ViewTube, but since they were becoming more popular, his agency wanted to work with a larger production company. Kiro took this opportunity to recommend my company and surprisingly, the agency agreed. Kiro also talked his agent into letting him guest star on the show. He said it was to raise the views, but I knew he just wanted to see me.

Today they were cutting fruit to look like cute animals. In all Xiaojun’s videos, he barely says a word and the editors add context to make it funnier. I could tell Kiro was having a hard time with turning his star personality on and his voice off. It made their interactions funnier, however. Kiro would do something and Xiaojun would correct him by taking it from him or by placing his hand over Kiro’s. Their facial expressions said everything.

I hadn’t had the chance to really admire Xiaojun’s face until we started filming. His face was very expressive. More so than anyone else I’ve met before. Somehow, despite the silly faces he was making, he still managed to be even more handsome than when I had first met him.

Xiaojun’s dramatic movements and embarrassed looks when things wouldn’t go smoothly were just too adorable and I was having a hard time suppressing my laughter. The set was dead quiet during filming and because the subjects weren’t talking either, it was even quieter. I caught myself giggling a couple times, which caused the director to glare at me. Xiaojun’s eyes found me a time or two as well. I thought I was just imagining it at first, but then I could see him suppressing laughter of his own.

Xiaojun’s agency recorded three episodes with us today. Only one of them had Kiro in it, so for the other two, Kiro sat on the side with me. He rushed over to Xiaojun after the second episode. While makeup was giving Xiaojun a touch up, Kiro whispered something in his ear and he went red, laughing awkwardly. He shook his head violently and we made eye contact briefly, making him only turn redder and look away.

“What did you say to him?” I asked Kiro when he returned to my side.

“That he should ask you out after this.”

I laughed. “No really. What did you say to him?”

Kiro turned and made eye contact with me. “That’s actually what I said to him. I noticed him looking at you a lot, so I thought I’d give him a little bit of encouragement.”

I looked back at Xiaojun and then down to the clipboard in my hands, trying not to look back up. I still didn’t fully believe Kiro but the sincerity in his eyes gave me butterflies. I caught myself thinking about what Xiaojun and I would do if he asked me. And every time I heard him speak to someone, I had to catch myself from looking up to see if he was talking to me. My mind could not stop wondering about when he would ask me.

*

Filming wrapped up and I went to my bag and began packing my things, still trying not to look anxious and expectant.

“Thank you,” Xiaojun bowed to the director and the rest of the workers. It took everything in me not to dart my head up and see where he was going as he left the set.

Kiro bounced over to me. “Don’t worry. He’s just going to change. I’m sure he’s going to ask you.”

“Who’s worried?” I chuckled weakly. I was a little disappointed when Kiro spoke to me, but I became thankful for his company because he calmed my nerves.

Not too long after Xiaojun disappeared, he came back from the dressing room. Kiro noticed first and quickly said goodnight to us both. I said goodnight without looking up from the remaining food on the snack bar. My heart skipped a beat when I heard Xiaojun clear his throat behind me. I froze and turned around; mouth stuffed full of dumplings. Slowly my eyes trailed up to his.

He suppressed a laugh, looking at my “caught” face.

“Hello,” he said softly. He swung his arms a little bit and the clasped his hands in front of himself. He was visibly nervous, and it was so cute.

“Hi,” I replied, covering my mouth politely, but I couldn’t help but smile at him. He smiled big in return, and I noticed his shoulders relax. But he didn’t say anything else, we just looked at each other while I chewed.

“Are you coming, boss?” My coworker Kiki asked cheerfully.

“Kiki! Shhhh,” Willow came up from behind her and ushered Kiki away. “We’ll see you on Monday, boss! Have a good weekend,” She looked at Xiaojun and then winked at me. I just chuckled and rolled my eyes, waving at them. My eyes found their way back to Xiaojun’s and he blushed, chuckling in spite of himself.

“Do you have plans after this?” He finally forced out.

“Honestly, just figuring out what I’m doing for dinner.”

His face lit up. “Do you want to come over to my place and I can cook for you?”

I smiled and titled my head at his boldness. “I would love to.” He sighed in relief and I could see the rest of his tension leaving his body. I turned to leave and he followed me. “What did you plan on making?”

“I don’t know yet,” he chuckled, scratching the back of his head. “I didn’t think I’d get this far.”

“You’re so silly, Dejun.” I glanced at him to see his reaction. He stopped in his tracks and smiled even bigger.

“Anything to see your smile, Jiaozi.”

[shinydelirium]

MLQC Season 2 Chapter 21 (Kiro) Part 2 [Chaotic Space] & [Tacit Agreement] Translation [CN]

***SPOILERS*** THIS POST CONTAINS HEAVY SPOILERS FOR CONTENT NOT YET RELEASED ON EN SERVER!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!***

For previous translations of chapter 21: Part 1

Enjoy~

[Chaotic Space]

We made our way to the hotel lobby.

Every waiter who passed by Helios only gave him a small glimpse. He continued to do his own thing as if he was already used to such behavior and just let it pass him by.

I tugged on his sleeve and motioned for him to come closer.

MC: Do you know something about their expressions?

Helios: No.

Helios: They only know that I’m a “special guest.”

A playful smile crept into his eyes but at this time the lobby manager stepped forward and stood in front of us, casting accusing eyes on Helios.

Manager: Sir, I hope you will not cause trouble to the other guests.

Faced with such a firm and awe-inspiring question, Helios smiled lazily and turned his head to look at me.

Helios: Are you troubled?

I shook my head, feeling the manager’s face darken a little bit, and Helios’ smile became more triumphant and mocking.

Manager: If you are threatened, you can tell me right away. This guest has a history of taking other people’s belongings.

Helios: So much rubbish.          

Helios: Step aside.

Helios stepped forward impatiently, took me towards the door and I looked at him with a snicker.

MC: You’re not stealing people’s cell phones to send text messages, are you?

Helios: I tried normal communication.

He said this nonchalantly, warning the waiters who were observing secretly.

Helios: They just want to keep me here as ordered and restrict my communication with the outside world.

Helios: On the other hand, as long as I don’t leave here, I can do as I please.

MC: But if that’s the case, you can walk straight out the exit, right? How can you not be able to leave?

Helios: That is what makes this hotel interesting.

As we talked, we arrived at a door and Helios pushed it away while I stared blankly.

A dazzling light shines through the crack of the door. As we moved forward, it instantly covers my entire vision—

An embellished blue is embellished in front of my eyes. The sound of waves rushes to my ears, sweeping away the fatigue and burden of this period in time.

In the distance, a few people were on surfboards riding and jumping over the waves and women in bikinis lay on the beach sunbathing.

I stared at Helios next to me in a daze and he seemed to be unsurprised as though he had seen this scene many times.

MC: Have we crossed?

Helios: ….

MC: Is this the work of an Evolver?

Helios didn’t seem to want to explain anything. He took a handful of sand from the ground and stuffed it into my hand.

Helios: Hold onto it tightly.

In the next second, he took my shoulder and walked to the other side of the beach.

Under the bright, hot sun, my forehead unknowingly oozes thin sweat.

I don’t know how long it has been until a door similar to the one before appeared.

Helios pushed open the door skillfully and pulled me in.

The sun behind him suddenly disappeared and was replaced by an endless field. Many stars covered the entire night sky.

Before I could marvel at the sight, Helios raised my hand to my eyes.

Helios: Open your hand.

I obeyed his words and opened my fingers gently and the dense, fine sand was scattered like smoke and dust under the starry sky, quietly falling down to the ground.

It’s so real that it sends chills down one’s spine.

Helios: Although it is not clear what the principle is, it should be the use of “doors” to connect many real spaces together.

MC: Do you mean this is actually Loveland City or somewhere on Earth?

Helios: No, all you see here are people who come to the hotel.

Helios: It should be some kind of different space.

He took me to walk in the star-shrouded wilderness. The crescent moon bends and the night wind swept over the weeds making a rustling sound.

Maybe because Helios is here, my heart is incredibly calm.

Helios: What’s wrong?

MC: Although I think it might not be a good time to say this kind of thing, don’t you think it’s beautiful here?

Helios: I brought you here because of the beauty. ***UWUWUWUWUWUWU!!! 🥺💕That is classic Kiro!!!***

Helios: Otherwise, I wouldn’t have taken you away like this.

I was surprised. Helios’ expression was faint as if this the answer was obvious.

MC: Is there anything else that’s weird here?

Helios snorted and reached out his hand to count.

Helios: Volcano eruptions, Tyrannosaurus in Jurassic Park, valleys full of poisonous insects, tropical rain forests, deserts, polar regions….

MC: ….

MC: ….It seems that you have suffered a lot.

Helios: At least it gave me some fun.

Before we knew it, we came to another door again. After he opened it skillfully, he led me to step on the clouds.

I looked down and dizziness swept through me.

MC: …This is?

Helios: A rare and special place.

He pulled me to sit on the clouds, soft as velvet, and the pale pink sky seemed to be within reach.

MC: Do you remember where all these doors lead to?

Helios: Each space has a door with at least three doors and at most six doors and the space leading to it is basically fixed.

Helios: Try a few more times and you will know.

I looked back against the light. How long has he been trapped here and how many attempts has he made by himself?

MC: What does it mean “basically fixed”?

Helios: When I first arrived, I went through the doors several times and the space changed.

Helios: I was short on time so I haven’t found a pattern yet. This place is bigger than I thought.

MC: Wouldn’t it be dangerous if a guest ended up in the wrong place?

Helios: Not that dangerous.

He turned his head and half of his body was already out of the clouds.

I subconsciously wanted to catch him. The friction felt fleeting at my fingertips and I watched in horror as Helios gradually receded.

MC: ….!

Helios smiled calmly. In the next second, he squeezed my palm—

Gravity pulled me down quickly like a boulder. At the same time, his arm tightened and he took me into his arms.

I stared at his eyes blankly. My heart beat violently because of the weightlessness as light and shadow past behind me.

Helios: Don’t be afraid.

At the end of my field of vision, I saw a vast expanse of whiteness. We seem to have fallen into the end of the light.

Suddenly, we seem to have landed onto a very soft place and even bounced back a few times.

I opened my eyes, propped up, and found myself lying on a bed with Helios beside me looking at me with a smile.

Helios: Now you understand.

Helios: Someone in the hotel is secretly manipulating everything.

Helios: You can only appear where you “should” appear.

From a drawer, Helios pulled out a piece of paper with many weird graphics on it and pointed to one of them.

Helios: Like I said before, this here is a different special space just like this Rubik’s Cube…

MC: Wait a sec.

I looked at the distorted three-dimensional figure on the paper in confusion.

MC: ….I can’t tell that this is a Rubik’s Cube.

Helios: …..

***In case any of you don’t know, it’s a known fact that Kiro’s drawing skills suck😆. He ain’t no Piscasso but I still love him as Mr. Spicy Chips🥰🥰🥰 ***

Helios’ expression was a bit stiff. He took out a pen and drew a more distorted figure on a blank space.

I lay on the bed and couldn’t help laughing.

Helios: That funny, huh?

MC: No, it’s nothing.

I tried to suppress my laughter but seeing Helios’ expression, I couldn’t help but let it out.

I took the pen from his hand, turned over the paper, and drew a regular three-dimensional figure of a Rubik’s Cube.

MC: Rubik’s Cube…as you were saying.

Helios looked at the figure I drew in a daze. Finally, he turned his head and let out a faint chuckle.

He cleared his throat and pointed to the Rubik’s Cube. 

***I just absolutely love how these two interact with one another😂😂😂***

Helios: After my investigation, I suspected that every space in the hotel is like each square on a Rubik’s Cube.

Helios: Therefore, the number of doors will vary depending on the position of each block.

Helios: However, the space we have just experienced is the state of the Rubik’s Cube at rest.

Helios: But if the “Cube” is rotated, the space will change.

MC: Isn’t that troublesome?

Helios snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with disdain.

Helios: Even if it gets disrupted again, it can’t erase the “Rubik’s Cube” itself.

Helios: There will be no way out.

[Tacit Agreement]

For the rest of the time, I tried to digest what Helios said, but I kept finding it strange.

MC: Let us not mention for the time being whether the people who were taken away from the Wish Club were brought to the Wish Hotel.

MC: For this hotel alone, it serves Evolvers under the guise of storing Evol…

MC: Just to trap them here?

MC: If it’s that’s the case, what happened to that guest I saw leaving when I came here?

Helios: Nothing but a cover.

Helios casually grabbed a pillow, leaned on my side, and laid his arms on top.

Helios: Whether it’s “stored” or not, the Evol of the guests in the hotel is indeed gone.

MC: ?!

Helios: This hotel has equipment for detecting Evol energy.

Helios: I saw that were no Evol energy fluctuations in anyone.

Helios: After realizing this, I confirmed that every guest who leaves the hotel is the same.

MC: How did you do that….

Helios: Haven’t found it yet.

Helios: Customers who accept the Evol “storage” service should have a special “door”.

There was a cold glint in Helios’ eyes.

MC: But it feels that there are not a few guests here and there is no description of Wish Hotel from the outside world.

MC: Does it mean that these storage behaviors are voluntary?

Helios: That’s not important.

He turned his head and looked at me lazily. It might have been my imagination but his eyes seemed somewhat tired.

Helios: The important thing is that the Evol energy that originally existed was indeed “taken away”.

Helios: They won’t be taken away for no reason.

Suddenly, I thought of something and looked at Helios in front of me. I sat up abruptly.

MC: This strange hotel is also related to the foundation that should serve ordinary people.

MC: The foundation is doing things for GR again.

MC: Could there be GR members behind this hotel?

MC: Are they collecting Evol energy for research? Or looking for CORE?

Helios: You have quite the habit of asking a lot of questions.

Helios closed his eyes. His reaction didn’t seem surprising.

Helios: Find the person behind the hotel and then we will know everything.

Helios: Thinking more is a waste of brain power.

MC:…You’re right.

I mumbled and went back to the bed again, looking at the man with his eyes closed, my brain spinning constantly.

MC: That being the case, I have a good idea. Maybe I can find the person responsible.

Helios: No way.

Helios didn’t open his eyes as if he completely guessed what I was going to say.

MC: I haven’t said anything yet.

Helios: No way.

Helios opened his eyes with dissatisfied and the light outside the window fell on his distinct eyelashes through the soft gauze of the curtains.

Looking at the more vivid person in front of me, I couldn’t help but raise the corners of my mouth.

MC: I am now a “guest” of this hotel and it’s only reasonable to enjoy their special services.

MC: Since I’m here, even if I don’t ask for it, they will definitely achieve their goal in another way.

Helios: I have other options.

MC: Definitely not faster and more straightforward than mine.

MC: Besides, didn’t we also cooperate perfectly in that Hunter Game before?

I stared at him calmly and gently grabbed the corner of his sleeve.

MC: I believe you will protect me.

Helios’s eyes became turbulent.

Helios: No third time.

After speaking, he took out the wooden board on the side of the bed and in his hand was a microcomputer.

MC: How can you still have a microcomputer?

Helios: I dismantled several computers at the front desk.

Helios: There wasn’t enough time. Only set up the intranet.

Helios said casually and quickly started typing on the keyboard.

Helios: You’re in room 2176? ***It’s not a Kiro chapter without some numeric slang sprinkled in. MC is staying in “Love You Kiro” room🥺💕***

MC: Yeah, you found this out too?

Helios didn’t speak, only a soft hum was left in the air.

Then, he took out two small devices from another cassette and stuffed them into my hand.

Helios: Communication equipment. Put it in your ears.

MC: Where did you remove this from? You didn’t take apart the phones in the hotel too, did you?

Helios only raised the corners mouth slightly, set aside the satellite computer, grabbed my wrist and pulled me down.

Helios: So many questions.

He made no attempt to hide the fatigue in his voice. He sighed as if he could finally feel relieved.

Helios: I haven’t slept well these days. Let me rest for a while.

[End of Part 2]

[link4eva]

Kiro’s Culinary Date Translation [CN] (Season 2)

Hi, everyone! Just a couple of notes before you begin reading. I don’t actually know Chinese so this translation was done through the power of Google Translate and with help from @keliosyfan​. Thank you! 💛

This translation contains spoilers for a date that has not yet been released in the ENG server. This date is set is Season 2 but doesn’t contain any major plot details. If you wish to not be spoiled, please don’t read beyond the cut.

Hope you enjoy!~

*Spoilers below for future content!*

[First Part]

“Ding Dong!--”

I stood in front of a villa full of sunflowers in the yard and rang the doorbell.

Recently, in order to create a gimmick for the new show, the company intends to let Kiro participate in an observation variety show.

The stars in the show will experience different professions. The profession of this episode is to run a restaurant. To create more entertainment, a culinary competition is also set up.

Whoever makes the food that receives the most praise will win the final prize.

But I wasn’t so sure about Kiro’s cooking skills….

??: I’m coming!

The familiar voice interrupted my thoughts.

Accompanied by a rush of hurried footsteps, the door was swung open and golden hair instantly came into view.

Kiro: Good afternoon, boss! 

Kiro: I just saw your text message, why did you come to me so suddenly?

Kiro put one hand behind himself, his always-smiling face now even more enthusiastic.

A strange smell hit the tip of my nose. I seemed to distinguish something but kept it calm on the surface.

MC: I heard Savin say that you rarely go out recently and don’t answer the phone very often. So I just came to see what the situation was.

Kiro: So that’s what it was. That’s because….

Kiro moved his eyes towards me and smiled.

Kiro: I recently became obsessed with a new video game series so I couldn’t check my phone as often.

I nodded and accepted the explanation.

MC: There’s another thing; you’re going to be on a new variety show.

Kiro’s expression suddenly became very serious. I couldn’t help but want to tease him, pretending to be serious.

MC: You should have known already about your appearance on the show and how you need to show your cooking skills in front of the camera.

MC: But I don’t think this should be a problem for Kiro, right?

Kiro looked shocked. But not long after, he smiled confidently.

Kiro: Of course.

Kiro: I’m actually very good at cooking. 

MC: So confident--

Kiro: What’s up?

Seeing Kiro’s confused eyes still showing a hint of a guilty conscience, I couldn’t help but finally express my doubts.

MC: Kiro, were you really playing video games?

Kiro: Yes, I was….

MC: But why do I smell something weird?

Kiro: ….

Kiro: ….So you knew already!

After a while, he sighed slightly, and put down his hands behind his back like he had accepted his fate. He was holding a bear apron in his hands.

Kiro: Miss Chips, do you want to come and take a look at my kitchen?

[Second Part]

Although I was mentally prepared when I walked into Kiro’s kitchen, I couldn’t help but look on in shock.

The kitchen utensils are stacked in a mess, there are many broken eggshells on the ground, and the dishes were piled high in the sink. With that, there were also some “unidentifiable objects”...

Everything in front of me seems to show what kind of “messy” experience this was.

Kiro also looked a little embarrassed.

Kiro: Ahem, it went well at first, but I don’t know which step went wrong.

Kiro: The taste and appearance are a little bit different from what you may expect….

Suddenly, he turned his eyes to look at me.

Kiro: In order to find out which step went wrong, I plan to do it again!

Kiro: However, it’s best to have personal supervision next to you….

MC: I can help you. Also, I can show you some new things. *changed some wording*

As if he had obtained the answer he wanted, Kiro’s brows and eyes were curved slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

Kiro: Great, then let’s get to work!

Seeing a glimmer of success in his eyes, I suddenly realized that I was fooled!

He had planned to bring me to the kitchen all along!

Twenty minutes later, with my help, the cooking was finally completed decently.

Seeing the steaming food on the table, Kiro couldn’t wait to pick up the spoon and took a bite.

MC: How is it?

Kiro: Hmm….

He blinked and then gave me a thumbs up.

Kiro: Super delicious! Miss Chips should really consider opening up a restaurant!

Although I knew his evaluation was exaggerated, I still breathed a sigh of relief.

MC: That’s good. 

Kiro: However, I’m afraid there’s no way I can make such delicious food for the time being….

He lowered his eyes and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow in his eyes.

Knowing that Kiro has always been a perfectionist, I thought about it and spoke slowly.

MC: Actually, to make delicious food in addition to certain cooking skills, you also need a special recipe.

Kiro: Huh? What is it?

I stretched out my hand, poked Kiro’s face lightly with my finger, and made a smile on his face.

MC: The chef’s mentality is also very important.

MC: If you put yourself in a happy mood, you will definitely feel it. And….

I also smiled at him.

MC: Enthusiastically greet every challenge, isn’t this what Kiro is best at? 

Kiro was taken aback for a moment, a strange emotion flashed in his eyes. After a while, he smiled and took my hand.

Kiro: Well, MC is right.

Kiro: By the day of the show recording, my performance won’t disappoint anyone’s expectations.

Kiro: However, I still want you to promise me one thing.

MC: What?

He leaned closer, his warm breath fell on my cheek.

Kiro: Can you come to the set on the filming day?

Kiro: If you do, I think the food will be better than perfect. 

[Third Part]

The sun was shining brightly on the filming day, and the temperature was several degrees higher than usual.

I arrived at the shooting location as agreed with Kiro. Seeing that it was still early, I walked towards the lounge.

(Cut to lounge)

As soon as the door was opened, I saw him sitting on the sofa alone and intently looking down at his phone.

Hearing the movement, Kiro raised his eyes to look at me with undisguised joy on his face.

Kiro: ….MC, there you are! 

MC: Well, I’m here to cheer for you.

He subconsciously turned off the phone screen. Although it was just a quick glance, I saw that he seemed to be watching a cooking tutorial.

Kiro: The sun is so nice today, it’s good weather to go out in.

Kiro: There should be a lot of customers in the restaurant later.

Kiro looked out the window, his face thoughtful.

MC: Well, you don’t have to put too much pressure on yourself. After all, this is a variety show, and cooking is only one aspect.

MC: So all you have to do is show your truest appearance and enjoy the process.

Kiro: I know, it’s just that I haven’t figured out what to do yet….

MC: Huh? You haven’t thought about it yet?

MC: Didn’t we practice a dish at your house last time?

Kiro: But….

Kiro paused. After a while, he seemed to have thought of something, his lips raised in a beautiful arc.

Kiro: But now I have changed my mind.

Kiro: I’m going to keep it a secret for now and surprise you later. 

Although there were some doubts in my mind, I also believed Kiro could handle it well. So, after a while, I nodded.

MC: Ok.

MC: If you have any questions, you can send me a text message and I will be there later. Also….

Kiro: Don’t worry, Miss Chips, I have my own coup.

Kiro took my hand and interrupted me with a chuckle.

Kiro: And have you forgotten? No matter what kind of food, I have my own “exclusive recipe”. *changed some wording*

As he said this, he poked my cheek lightly as I did to him before, and also sketched a smile on my face.

Kiro: I will get the best result while enjoying the process.

His eyebrows are curved and my figure is reflected in his clear pupils.

Kiro: So, please wait and see. 

(Cut to shooting location)

The bright sunlight passed through the leaves. *changed some wording*

The show officially started filming. Stars who usually have a certain distance from the public are now wearing aprons and running an ordinary restaurant.

I was sitting on a seat in the restaurant and found that the surrounding area was filled with people.

Seeing popular movie stars or idol singers passing by one after another, many guests showed surprised expressions.

Female Star: Hello, this is my chocolate cake.

The female star gave me a sweet smile and the dessert on my table. After thanking her, I took a bite and the sweetness instantly melted in my mouth.

Girl A: Wow, this cake is delicious!

Girl B: Is it? I’ll try it too.

The voices of the two girls from the table over fell into my ears. I glanced around and saw that many people seemed to be very satisfied with the food.

Girl A: The celebrities’ culinary skills are so good too!

Girl B: You’re so stereotypical. By the way, I heard that Kiro is also here. Our “Little Sun’s” cooking skills are guaranteed to surprise you!

Hearing the girl’s words, I couldn’t help but glance at my phone screen. The last text message sent was from Kiro ten minutes ago.

“I’m ready to play!”

I put down the spoon in my hand and couldn’t help but guess what kind of food Kiro intends to make….

After tasting different delicacies one after another, everyone’s expectations were getting higher and higher.

Initially, I just advised Kiro not to be too stressed out but I couldn’t help but feel nervous at this moment….

??: This guest, would you like a delicious mango smoothie? 

A familiar voice rang in my ears and I turned my face to meet a pair of sky-blue eyes.

MC: Ki-!

Everyone: AAAAAAHHH IT’S KIRO!!! 

The enthusiastic cheers drowned out my voice.

Kiro smiled brightly at them and the screams suddenly became louder. Immediately afterwards, he suddenly turned around, avoiding everyone’s gaze--

He gave a wink towards me.

I couldn’t help but feel my heart beat frantically.

The golden light shone on Kiro’s hair and the person in front of me seemed to be more dazzling than the sun.

Kiro: I saw that you’re sitting there all alone. Don’t you feel a bit lonely?

Before I could answer, he took off the bear doll from his waist and placed it on the seat opposite me.

Kiro gently covered the microphone pinned in the collar and whispered in a voice that only the two of us could hear--

Kiro: Let it temporarily replace me to accompany you.

As soon as his voice fell, he straightened up and looked at the people present.

Kiro: Does anyone else want to try a refreshing fruit smoothie? 

The sun was shining, and after tasting many dishes, everyone happened to be a little thirsty. So, they raised their hands enthusiastically.

Kiro: Just hold tight, I’ll come back right away!

Holding the tray, he walked towards the other table of guests. In the scorching afternoon, Kiro’s fruit smoothie became the most popular dish.

Looking at the blond boy walking through the crowd, I couldn’t help but curl my lips up into a smile.

It turns out that this is what he meant by “coup”.

Looking down, I saw Kiro with one hand behind him, making a “V” gesture in my direction.

My smile grew even more. I picked up the mango smoothie on the table and took a sip.

--The taste is really sweet.

[Fourth Part]

As the sunset slowly falls, the shooting is gradually coming to an end.

According to the process, the program team will determine the final prize based on the customers’ evaluation of the food. As a result, the awards were announced one by one with suspension--

Kiro didn’t win.

Kiro: MC!

I looked towards where the voice came from and saw that from not far away, Kiro was walking towards me through the staff surrounding him.

MC: Is it finished?

Kiro: Well, they’re checking out the shooting material.

I thought that Kiro would be a little disappointed if he didn’t win the prize but his face didn’t show the slightest bit of disappointment. Instead, his smile remained the same as usual.

A light flashed before my eyes and I realized that he was holding a golden trophy in his hand.

MC: What is this?

Kiro: This….

He followed my gaze and winked slyly at me suddenly.

Kiro: There are too many people here. Let’s talk about it somewhere else.

(Cut to lounge)

MC: “Most Popular Award….”

In the lounge, I took the trophy from Kiro and repeated what he said.

Kiro: That’s right. 

Kiro: They said that because of the popularity of “Kiro’s Special”, the program team made this award.

Kiro: I told you that I wouldn’t break my promise, right?

Kiro said somewhat proudly. I can’t help but smile.

MC: Well, I was a little surprised. But I know that Kiro never disappoints.

MC: By the way, something hasn’t been returned to you yet.

I took out the little bear doll that I had always taken with me. I wanted to give it back to him but he shook his head.

Kiro: This was actually a gift to you to thank you for teaching me how to cook.

MC: In that case, I will accept it without any hesitancy.

As I was talking, a question suddenly came to my mind.

MC: I don’t seem to remember you telling me why you suddenly decided to make a smoothie instead?

Kiro gave me a look and smiled helplessly.

Kiro: When I tell you, you mustn’t laugh at me. 

MC: Of course not.

Kiro: Actually, after we started cooking together that day, I practiced many times in private.

Kiro: After all, I’m going to be on the show. I hope that no matter what I’m doing, I can let everyone see my best.

Kiro: But that last time, I still felt that it was not enough.

Kiro’s tone was indifferent but I seemed to hear a little reluctance from it.

Kiro: But after coming to the lounge today, I saw the light outside was very strong.

Kiro: Thinking of everyone sitting in the sun all that time, it must’ve felt a little hot. So, I suddenly came up with an idea.

Those bright blue eyes lit up again and the corners of Kiro’s lips curled up slightly.

Kiro: I think if it were me in this hot weather, I would want a refreshing smoothie more than one of those meals.

Kiro: And this method was a very simple one--

Kiro: It was within the scope of my cooking skills! 

I couldn’t help laughing.

I saw that the name tag on his chest was a little crooked, so I stretched out my hand to fix it for him.

MC: So, our “Chef Kiro” decided to make a smoothie?

MC: It was indeed a great idea.

I nodded approvingly. Kiro’s eyes flickered slightly and he suddenly took my wrist.

Kiro: Speaking of which, you brought me this inspiration.

MC: Huh?

Kiro: Didn’t you say that if you put yourself in a happy mood, other people will definitely be able to feel it? 

Kiro: Because I was inspired by you, I gradually began to worry less about satisfying everyone and more about what to do to make myself feel satisfied….

Kiro: Therefore, this trophy is also yours.

Kiro winked as he spoke and his lips curled up softly.

Kiro: I wonder how Miss Chips would rate my performance today?

MC: Do you need to ask?

MC: Of course it far exceeds full marks!

Kiro: Even if I didn’t make good enough food?

MC: Even if you didn’t make good enough food.

I repeated it with certainty.

MC: Remember, because you have the most unique “recipe”.

MC: That is Kiro’s signature appeal.

I smiled at him.

MC: During the filming, many people including myself, were affected by your smile and enthusiasm--

MC: It was such a pleasant afternoon.

MC: I believe that this happy mood will be conveyed to all viewers when the show is broadcasted.

MC: Rest assured.

The light in Kiro’s eyes shook slightly and then the corners of his mouth rose even more.

Kiro: Is MC’s evaluation of me that high?

Kiro: Actually, it’s more than that.

Kiro: In fact, there are other “exclusive recipes” that I found.

He pretended to smile mysteriously, held my hand more tightly, and then went on to say--

Kiro: She not only taught me how to cook, but she also gave me great inspiration;

Kiro: And she also told me that no matter what challenge I encounter, I can solve it in Kiro’s fashion as usual.

Kiro: So, when I saw her at the shooting today, I felt confident and smiled uncontrollably…. 

The gentle voice fell in my ears and I felt my heart beat faster.

Those sapphire eyes looked at me for a moment. In the next second, a chuckle came into my ear--

Kiro: So….

Kiro: For me, she is the recipe that makes everything more perfect.

[End]

You can read the call that comes after this date here!~

[mlqcconfessions]

Your headcanon about someone hitting on mc was awesome! How about a reverse of that situation where someone is hitting on the guys and you’re getting kind of jealous and annoyed because hey, that’s your boyfriend! How would our guys react?

“We’ve seen a couple of jealous boys HC’s, now can we see the boys reacting to a jealous MC? ;) (i can already hear birdcop’s “i’m not the type girls like” like from his right beside you)”

Since these two asks were similar, I bunched them together into one headcanon. Enjoy!

MLQC Headcanon - Now it’s my turn

Victor

Some guests from a partnered company were planned to visit this afternoon

You were, of course, involved with this deal (much to Victor’s worries)

You had to literally push him out the door while you were gathering your materials

“Victor, you’ll be fine!”

“Dummy....do you really think I’m worried about myself?”

The meeting was underway and you were getting prepared to leave

As soon as you walk in, you see Victor sitting across from the door

? He looks somewhat annoyed....

And you immediately understand why (it took everything in you to not barge in)

One of the business partners was getting a little too close to Victor (is....is that CLEAVAGE?!)

You let out a small cough to make the others aware of your presence

Victor looks at you with indifference (but you can sense a slight welcoming glance)

There’s no choice but to sit on his other side, since the lady was hogging everything else

The meeting itself goes by with no major problems

Except that one instance where you accidentally intentionally spilled tea on her

Her co-worker had to stop her from lashing out at you

You just hid behind Victor, who heaved a deep sigh (he sighed a total of 34 times today; Goldman counted)

When the head secretary showed the two guests out, you were left alone with Victor

“......I’m sorry”

“For?”

“.....almost ruining today’s project”

“Because?”

“because..........(you’re struggling to say the words) I can’t say it!”

You get up to leave this awkward situation, but he grabs your hand and pulls you towards him

“Tell me. Because?”

“.......because I was jealous over how she was getting too intimate with you” (you don’t like his satisfied expression)

He takes your hand and kisses the ring on your finger

“Dummy.....how unfaithful of a husband do you portray me as?”

Kiro

It’s not easy dating a celebrity

Especially when he’s a ultra star like Kiro

You’ve never had a chance to go on proper dates (at least, without disguises and bodyguards)

The only time you can see each other is when you tag along during his working hours

This time, he invited you to one of his commercial shoots

It was to advertise various pool supplies (it was summer, after all)

He was clothed accordingly, showing off his beautiful abs with the brand’s shorts

His partner, an equally famous actress, was dawning a high-waisted bikini (now THIS is a summer bod)

If you said you weren’t jealous, that would be a lie

You had to watch your boyfriend act like a couple with someone else

To top it off, it was planned like a pool date (something you haven’t even done with Kiro)

At one point, you were too pouty to watch any longer

You found some shade next to Savin (he kept complaining about how hot it was today)

When the shoot was over, Kiro comes to where you’re sitting

“MC! Did you see how cool I was back there?”

“Of...of course! You were really cool....”

You tried your best to hide your disappointments, but it doesn’t get by Kiro

“What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

“No...! No, it’s just that....it looked fun....the pool date”

Kiro’s speechless for a moment (but bursts out laughing right after)

“Haha! So that’s why!”

“Don’t make fun of me, Kiro....” (you glare at him, half-hoping Savin will make him stop he doesn’t)

“Well if that’s the case, let’s go to the beach tomorrow!”

Savin is triggered

“Wha- tomorrow? But won’t you be exhausted after today’s filming?”

“Of course not! Not when we can finally go on a normal date!”

Lucien

He’s always observant with his surroundings

Especially regarding you and your reactions (when he’s close with the other professors)

“Ah, Professor Xu! Here’s the research you asked for yesterday”

“Thank you, Professor Chen. I really appreciate your help”

“No worries. See you tomorrow (he slightly nods to you), and you as well MC”

“Yes....” (you awkwardly bow back)

The two of you head towards Lucien’s office to get ready to go home

As you’re helping him pack up his papers, you can’t help but be curious about this research from Prof. Chen

“....what are you researching?” (you slowly reach out to open the folder)

He smiles and closes it before you can read what’s inside

“Just some reference materials”

You’re a little stunned at his discretion (not that it’s anything new, but he’s never openly hid work-related stuff before)

“Is it only between you and Professor Chen?”

“In a way, yes”

“Is this why you’ve been sending me home earlier lately?”

“That too, yes”

“Is it something you can’t tell me?”

He pauses for a moment, and places the folder in your hands

“Of course not. If anything, I’d like your opinion on it as well”

“My opinion?”

You open the folder to find a series of pictures and reviews of what appears to be a restaurant

“I would have liked to keep it a secret for a little longer (he rests his chin on your shoulder). But I can’t help it when you’re this jealous”

“I’m not....! I’m wasn’t jealous.....”

He chuckles lightly before redirecting your attention to the pictures

“So? Which one would you prefer?”

“In terms of what? Like where I want to go to eat?”

“Hmm...not necessarily”

“Then in terms of what?”

He’s playing with your left ring finger

“In terms of where you want to be proposed to”

Gavin

He’s never really seen you jealous before

He just assumed you weren’t the type to

bOY he’s wrong BIG TIME

You can get jealous, alright (he just doesn’t realize his indescribable charm)

“Don’t lie to me, Gavin!”

“No really! I’m not the type girls like”

“Then why were those girls so desperate to take a picture with you?”

“Because.....they’ve never seen a police officer wearing animal headbands before?” (you were on an amusement park date on his day off)

Huh! Unbelievable.

You get so pouty after he says this

You find a nearby bench and plop down, with your back turned towards him

“MC?”

Nothing.

“.....MC?”

Nothing.

He softly sighs and sits down next to you

“...I’m sorry” (you quickly turn your head)

“Why are you apologizing?” (you knew that it wasn’t his fault that he’s so attractive)

“Because I made you mad?”

“I’m not mad”

“....but you are....?”

“I’m....I’m not mad, I’m just..... (you bury yourself in his chest)”

He’s thrown off guard at your sudden push (this is a public location!)

“I’m just jealous! That’s all....”

He goes wide-eyed at your faint confession but instinctively hugs you back

What is this small creature....! I must protect!

Birdcop keeps trying to make you jealous afterwards

But he’s always the one getting jealous in the end

[r3almellow]

MLQC Boys and First Kisses with their S/o

So sorry this is just now getting put up! It took me 3 weeks just to write something for Kiro...3 WEEKS. I changed the scenario like 30 times! Pls forgive the lateness! As always I apologize for any typos. 

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Kiro

Kiro needed help practicing for an cameo in an upcoming drama. 

Being a part of plays back in high school prepared you for this very moment!

You were more than willing to help, but what you didn’t know was that there was a kiss scene involved. 

Kiro assured you that there would be no kissing involved to ease your mind, but MAMA DIDN’T RAISE NO QUITTER. 

Its not like kissing the worlds hottest super star was a big deal nor did you dream of this moment since the first time you laid eyes on him. 

You were a little too eager to do this much to Kiro’s amusement. 

“Okay! It’ll be a quick one. Nice and easy!” 

Practicing went off without a hitch! You were in awe with how quickly Kiro got into character as if this was second nature to him.

When it was time to follow through with the kiss, you hesitated for a moment and sucked in a sharp breath. 

Noticing this Kiro took your hand in his and smiled. You smiled back feeling your nervousness melt away at the sight of his bright smile. His positive energy could calm even the most savage beast.

 He leaned in just enough to brush his lips against yours.

You were sure that was all there was to it, but you weren’t satisfied in the least. 

You were here to help Kiro after all and what kind of best friend would you be if you half-assed this?! You’d be kicking yourself for missing this chance!

Without anymore hesitation you moved forward, pressing your lips firmly against his. 

His lips were soft which you honestly expected. 

The “kiss” lasts a second longer than it should have, not that you were complaining. 

If you had to be honest, you wanted more.... 

And apparently Kiro was thinking the same thing by the look he was giving you as he pulled away. 

You’d never seen Kiro look so focused, determined even.

“I wasn’t at a very good angle. Mind if we try again?” 

BOY SAY LESS! MY LIPS ARE YOURS!

You could only nod before he closed the distance between the two of you. 

And thus began your heated make out session. 

Who taught this beautiful ray of sunshine how to kiss?!

LIKE DAMN! 

His kissing game is strong as hell!! 

He tasted like the barbecue chips he had during your twentieth snack break. 

The way his tongue slid into your mouth with ease has you feeling weak. 

This was not what you expected at all. You expected a few shy kisses and some giggling on both sides, but you were shook! 

“This was supposed to be quick.” You managed to say through breathless pants. 

He smirked at you and...did...did he just lick his lips?!

“Whoops... How about we do one more? I want to get it right.”

He totally planned this from the get go. 

Gavin

You were enjoying a nice nighttime stroll with Gavin in the park.

His hands were intertwined with yours which the two of you agreed was just to prevent your hands from getting cold from the nonexistent cold air.

Yup...just two friends enjoying each other’s company hand in hand. Nothing wrong with that.  

“You’re always so calm. Has anything ever caught you off guard?” You asked absentmindedly, your voice cutting through the comfortable silence. 

Gavin pondered for a moment. 

“I don’t think so. I’m used to being aware of my surroundings at all times.” 

You refused to believe that. 

Gavin may act like no one can get the drop on him, but there had to be something that could at least surprise him!

A brilliant idea formed in your mind and you quickly glanced in his direction to make sure he wasn’t looking at you. 

You leaned up with the intention of giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. It was supposed to be a harmless kiss between friends but your moment caused Gavin to turn and face you. 

Your lips instantly collided with his and as quickly as your lips joined with his, they quickly separated. 

You jumped back a few inches looking like a blushing fool. 

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean for that to happen! I-I was just...” How do you explain this?!

You were almost too afraid to look at Gavin for fear of the expression on his face and when you finally gained the courage you saw his cheeks were tinted in a dark shade of red. 

He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it. He repeats the gesture three more times before stopping.

His brain has stopped working! You broke Gavin! 

“G-Gav-” You began but he quickly interrupted you.

“We should do that again! I mean...I want to do stuff like that more...with you. Only if you want to! I...Damn it....” Poor baby is a mess! 

Gavin was never the type to express himself easily and by the looks of it, things get worse when he’s flustered. Its a adorable!

Swallowing the last bit of bashfulness you took matters into your own hands and wrapped your arms around his neck. 

“I wouldn’t mind trying that again.” 

You have no idea how happy you just made him!

Once you give Gavin the okay he’ll wrap his arms around your waist, pull you in close and with all the confidence in the world give you the most passionate kiss you’ve ever received in your life. 

Let me tell you about Gavin’s kisses....BIRD COP KNOWS WHAT THE HELL HE’S DOING! 

His kisses go from light pecks to full on tongue action in seconds! He’ll claim he’s not experienced with stuff like that afterwards but that’s a damn lie!

That blushing mess of a man you saw just moments ago was a completely different person. 

All that pent up love and affection he’s been dreaming of giving you was unleashed in that one kiss. 

Five minutes pass and he’s peppering kisses all over your face. All you can do is laugh and squirm against his attacks.  

Your man has been in love with you since highschool, so let him shower you with all the love can muster. Now he can finally love on you the way he’s always wanted to! 

Victor

Your relationship with Victor was hard to explain. 

You weren’t dating, but you weren’t exactly on boss/employee terms either. 

You still had your humorous banters which normally ended with him calling you a “dummy” with a small smile and you huffing in annoyance. But things have certainly changed.

He’d take you out to dinner (or cook for you). 

He would buy you nice things while you would make him gifts that wouldn’t be his usual taste. 

BUT rest assured because anything you make is either front and center on his desk for all to see or kept in his home. 

And you may have slept at his place a few times. You slept in the guest room! Our CEO is a complete gentlemen!

There was also the lingering touches the two of you shared. Sometimes his hand would be pressed against the small of your back or you’d lightly brush your arm against his. 

You couldn’t deny you had feelings for Victor, but you weren’t sure if that was something he’d be interested in pursuing. 

What if you read too much into the signals? What if you wanted something out of nothing? It wasn’t like he was open about his feelings....

The two of you had just finished your outing and had arrived in front of your apartment building. 

You were about to exit his car when something compelled you to get what was weighing on you off of your chest.

You turned to the man with determination in your eyes. 

“Victor, I don’t know what this is, but I like it. I like you. A lot. Even though you get on my nerves and I may have strangled you a few times in my head; you make happy. Being around you makes me happy... If you’re not interested we can pretend I never said anything. I just...I really wanted you to know.” 

After the last bit of words left your lips you closed your eyes, not wanting to see the look on his face.

“Not interested...” You heard him repeat your words with a chuckle.

You shivered a little when you felt the softness of his fingers as they brushed against your cheek.  You slowly opened your eyes to see that he was looking at you with a slightly amused expression.

“Dummy...” 

Dummy? DUMMY?! You struggled to pour your heart to this man and that was all he had to say?! 

You didn’t get a chance to say anything before he leaned over and pressed his lips against yours. 

This was not how you imagined things would go! You half expected the man to laugh at your feeble attempt at a confession and threaten to stop funding your company all together. 

Once you got over the shock of what was happening, you leaned in closer taking in the feel of his lips against yours.

Its no surprise that Victor takes good care of himself even down to his lips. So when you feel how soft they were, you practically melt. 

Victor Li is not a novice in the art of kissing and his experience is evident in the way his lips move so perfectly with yours. 

It was sweet and loving which was something you would never expect from Victor. You’re used to his demanding and overbearing nature, but this was a side of Victor that completely caught you off guard. 

When you pulled away to catch your breath, Victor spoke as he gave you his infamous hard stare.

“I think I’ve done more than enough to show that I’m interested and if you can’t see that by now then you really are hopeless.” 

Lucien

You and Lucien have been dating for almost two months and things have been going great. 

He was the sweetest boyfriend anyone could ask for. Indulging you on your poor eating habits by buying you takeout, helping you with work, and most importantly just being there when you needed him. 

You were happy and wouldn’t change anything. 

There was only one problem. 

The two of you have yet to kiss. 

To be more specific, your lips have never touched his. All you’ve received were a few forehead kisses and the occasional kiss on the check. He only did that when he wanted to get a rise out of you which almost always worked.

You weren’t trying to rush the relationship, but you couldn’t have been the only one wanting just a little more. A quick peck on the lips or...SOMETHING.

You not so casually brought it up after he did it when the two of you were parting ways after date night. 

“Why is it always my forehead?” You tried to hide the annoyance in your voice, but failed miserably. 

“Would you prefer your nose?” Seeing your frown at his response Lucien chuckled softly. 

Tipping your chin up with a finger, Lucien leaned in closely. 

“Because all I want to do is devour you.” 

He stared at you for moment as if contemplating something. You never knew what was going on in that mans head and it frustrated you to no end.

You parted your lips slightly to let out a nervous breath and just like that his lips was on yours.

The kiss was filled with what felt like pent up emotions that were ready to burst. 

What you didn’t realize was that Lucien was holding back because he knew once he started he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to stop. Not that you would have minded. 

Lucien was the type of person to always have his guard up. He was good at locking his emotions away from the rest of the world in order to accomplish his goals. Being with you has challenged his resolve. For the better or for the worse, he wasn’t sure. 

He was so used to suppressing his feelings that the second his lips touched your’s everything he’s ever felt broke through. 

And let me tell you....that man was staaaaarving for you! Two months of waiting and wanting was almost too much to handle. 

He had you against the door leading into your apartment with no signs of separating from your heated kiss. 

You gladly let him slip his tongue pass your lips which gave you the chance to lightly suck on it. That almost sends Lucien over the edge. You wouldn’t have guessed, but it took everything he had not to take things further. He didn’t want to be greedy, but you were making it so hard. 

When you finally pulled away panting softly trying to catch your breath, you noticed Lucien looked down at you, his violet eyes clouded with something you couldn’t quite figure out. 

“You have no idea what you’ve started, silly girl...” 

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Ayyye! What did you guys think?! This one was so hard to finish because I have so many scenarios in my head! If you guys want me to dive deeper into first kisses or anything like that please let me know! And please comment! Your comments are what motivate me to actually write! 

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[CN] Lucien’s Seminar Date

🍒 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for a date which has not been released in English servers! 🍒

Acquaintance Collection: Gavin // Kiro // Victor

The date begins with MC preparing to attend a “First-Aid Knowledge Seminar for Children” in school. She notices that Lucien is the guest speaker.

She arrives an hour early and goes to the library to relive her school days. While she’s walking around the library, she spots a familiar figure asleep on the table – it turns out to be Lucien.

Lucien is using his arm as a pillow, and underneath his elbow lies several resources related to the seminar today.

MC: Lucien?

Perhaps my voice is too soft or he is too deep in sleep, because Lucien continues lying on the table quietly.

The rustling of the leaves outside the window mingle with his uniformed breathing, and I can hardly bear to break the tranquility before me.

MC: He wouldn’t be late even if I wake him up ten minutes later.

With this thought in mind, I slowly shift to the seat opposite Lucien and sit down.

Lucien is bathed in sunlight, and his face looks exceptionally clear. He seems different from usual.

Suddenly, Lucien’s eyebrows quiver. I instantly turn my head guiltily and look elsewhere, and notice the book next to his hand.

The book is titled “What is Life”.

Curiously, I flip through it. A breeze courses past, and something pink enters my vision. I raise my head to take a look – it’s a cherry blossom.

The petal dances in the air, finally settling on the tips of Lucien’s hair gently.

I lean forward, carefully picking out the petal. Looking at the petal in my hand, I can’t bear to throw it away.

After scanning my surroundings, I look at the open book on the table, and decide to sandwich the petal inside it.

When I lift my head again, Lucien is looking at me with a smile in his eyes.

MC: P-professor Lucien, when did you wake up?

Lucien: Not long ago.

Lucien’s line of sight trails to the book in my hand.

Lucien: This book is quite interesting, but it seems to have a bit more life to it now.

I don’t react at first, but my heart skips a beat when I look at the petal in the book.

Was he already awake back then…?

Lucien turns towards the cherry blossom trees outside the window, the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

Lucien: It seems whenever I’m with you, beautiful accidents happen.

His words are like a wisp of a willow brushing against my heart, listening to it beating.

I close the book carefully and return it to Lucien. He smiles faintly.

Lucien: You can continue to read it.

I shake my head.

MC: It looks like you haven’t finished reading it. I’ll borrow it from you after you’re done.

Lucien doesn’t insist further. He takes the book from me and stands up. He walks over to me, closing the distance between us.

MC: [blushing] You…

Lucien: Don’t move.

His voice seems to have a magical effect, and I remain in place obediently.

I watch as he continues drawing nearer and nearer to me. In a second, my vision clears, and a flower petal is raised in front of me.

Lucien: MC, do you think this is our affinity with petals, or affinity between us?

Right after I register Lucien’s words, my ears turn a shade of red.

MC: [blushing] …mm, it’s quite a coincidence.

Not knowing how to react, I go along with what he says. Lucien takes a few steps back, and sandwiches the petal in the book.

Lucien: The seminar is about to begin. Let’s go.

MC: Eh? You know that I’m attending the seminar?

Lucien takes up the material on the table and nods, tenderness in his deep eyes.

Lucien: Mm, because I was the one who invited you here.

~

I follow behind Lucien and enter the location of the seminar – it’s an activity room filled with décor that appeals to children.

When we enter the room, the children are already sitting on their chairs quietly.

I suddenly look forward to watching how a scientist would interact with children. I mouth some words to Lucien:

MC: I’ll be going over there, all the best!

I walk to the side and sit down. Lucien smiles and nods his head, walking to the projector and starting a video.

On the screen, countless images appear – seeds sprouting from the darkness of soil, young birds waiting for food, the first cries of a newborn baby, all of them leaving us in shock.

The children are enthralled by these displays of the strength of life, their faces revealing surprise and curiosity.

At the end of the video, the final image is a cartoon heart.

The children look at Lucien with adoration. He turns the projector off and walks to the middle.

Lucien: Life is a very complicated question, but as you mature and grow, you will gain answers from various perspectives.

When the children hear this, their faces display confusion.

Lucien: Wanting to prolong this life is something everyone grapples with. As of now, humans have researched and found many ways to prolong life and protect life.

Lucien slowly squats down, a tender look in his eyes as he faces the children.

Lucien: Even though you’re all still at a stage where you are being protected, we must also learn how to protect our family members, am I right?

While he says this, he stands up and takes out a model heart, holding it out to the class.

Lucien: The heart is one of the most vital organs. When it stops beating, it doesn’t necessarily mean death. Actually, we have a way to enable the heart to beat again.

After saying this, Lucien looks towards me.

Lucien: MC, do you know CPR? I hope you can be my assistant.

MC: Mm, okay.

First-aid is something both adults and children need to learn. I’m more than willing to participate. With such a thought, I hurry over to Lucien’s side.

Lucien places the dummy model in the middle of the room and we start doing a demonstration for the children.

Lucien: First, we need to check the other party’s level of consciousness. If the other party is unable to respond and you are unable to feel his heart beat or breathing, we need to commence CPR…

He gently holds onto my hand and presses down on it.

Lucien: Place your fingers in the middle of the chest and maintain a depth of around five to six centimeters.

Suddenly, a little boy raises his head.

Little boy: Big brother, I would like to try.

Seeing the serious look on the boy’s face, Lucien responds with a light nod.

Lucien: Mm, it’s easier to understand theory through actual practice. Come here.

The boy walks to the dummy model, earnestly learning how to do CPR.

Lucien: Straighten your elbow… maintain a constant frequency.

Although Lucien looks strict, his tone and eyes express an insuppressible tenderness.

After the practice session, I rub the boy’s head.

MC: Little boy, you did very well. You need to remember what you learnt today okay.

Little boy: Mm! If any accidents happen in future, I’ll be able to help my grandmother.

Looking at this earnest and resolute boy, uncertainty arises within me.

MC: Is your grandmother unwell?

I seem to have accidentally touched a sensitive spot, and the little boy lowers his head, his fingers toying at the ends of his shirt.

Little boy: Grandmother says that one day she will leave me and become a star in the sky to keep me company.

As the boy continues talking, he starts to choke up.

The other children are affected by the little boy and start calling out for their grandparents not to leave them.

Looking at the children, my heart starts to ache as well.

I understand that his grandmother was saying an early farewell. The older a person gets, the more difficult it is to predict which could come first – tomorrow, or an accident.

The little boy’s face is now covered in tears, with words stuck in his throat.

In a second, I wrap my arms around the boy. As compared to assuring words, perhaps a warm hug is what he needs more.

As though he doesn’t want to show any signs of weakness, the little boy hurriedly wipes his eyes.

Little boy: Thank you big sister. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely protect grandmother.

I nod my head as I slowly release him from the hug. I see Lucien coming towards me with a first-aid kit.

What’s he doing with the first-aid kit?

The object of questioning eyes, Lucien retrieves a stethoscope from the first-aid kid and puts it on, placing the diaphragm on the chest of the little boy.

After listening quietly for a moment, Lucien lets out a warm smile.

Lucien: Your heart beats with strength. Want to listen to mine?

There are still tears in the corners of the boy’s eyes. Slightly confused, he nods.

Lucien helps the boy put on the stethoscope and places the diaphragm on his own chest.

Lucien: Do you hear it?

A shocked expression makes it way on the boy’s face as he nods.

Lucien: Birth to maturing to aging to death - this is the process of life. If any stage is missing, it wouldn’t be considered life.

I nod my head vigorously, realizing that the children don’t just need a hug. They also need someone to explain the value of life to them from a direct and straightforward perspective.

Lucien’s voice has a magical effect, causing the children to gradually relax.

Following this, Lucien takes out sweets from his pocket and distributes them to the children. He gives a few more sweets to the little boy.

Lucien: Remember to share beautiful things with your grandmother.

Lucien rubs the boy’s head before standing up and walking towards me. He smiles and places a sweet in my hand.

Lucien: One for each child.

The sweet in my hand carries with it Lucien’s warmth. Even though I haven’t eaten it, there is already a sweetness in my heart.

In the blink of an eye, the seminar ends with the children laughing cheerily. Lucien and I are the only two left in the activity room.

I think of the interview that I have yet to complete. I hurriedly retrieve the interview outline from my bag, but notice a slip of paper next to it.

The paper writes: Thank you sister and brother, I will definitely protect grandmother!

I show Lucien the paper, and he laughs after reading it.

Lucien: He is very strong.

MC: It’s probably because his grandmother showers him with a lot of love. Actually… I didn’t know how to comfort him when he was crying. I realised I haven’t quite learnt how to deal with life, death and goodbyes. So I could only do it my way – through a hug.

Lucien: Humans are always constrained by the rules of life and death. We look at each stage with a different understanding. So we have a very long time to understand different perspectives.

I suddenly recall how a very gentle voice taught me about life’s beauty when I was young.

I avert my eyes and lower my head.

Lucien seems to notice that I’m behaving oddly. An extremely faint breath descends on my ear.

Lucien: Perhaps I have said too much… I think, to you, a hug is more effective than words.

Lucien steps towards me from the backlight. As his features gradually become clear, he opens his arms and gives me a hug that doesn’t require too much physical contact.

He pats my back gently. Once, twice…

We are both silent and I can faintly hear his breathing. Just like in the library, his breathing is steady and long, enabling people to feel at ease.

The warmth of the hug steadies my emotions. I slowly release my arms and shoot Lucien a relaxed smile.

MC: Actually… I was thinking about my late father just now. This hug is really healing, thank you.

Lucien: Having someone to miss is a happy thing.

I stare at Lucien. He always makes me feel warmth in unexpected moments, which makes me feel curious about him.

Something about him makes me want to get closer to him and understand him.

Lucien looks at the interview outline in my hand and gently takes off his glasses.

Lucien: MC, being able to meet you like this makes me very happy.

I suddenly remember that he was the one who invited me to the seminar.

MC: Speaking of which, why did you invite me?

Hearing this, his eyelashes droop slightly, and he closes the distance between us.

Lucien: I felt that you were anxious recently, so I thought having a change of scenery would benefit you.

The fate of the company rests on my shoulders, and I dare not slack for a single moment.

It turns out that… in this period of stress and lowness, was noticed by Lucien.

MC: Thank you, Lucien…

While I’m speaking, a petal floats in from the window and before us.

With a turn of my head, I discover that there is a flurry of petals outside. Varying coloured petals descend from the sky.

MC: Everything that happened today feels somewhat miraculous, like we’re being favoured by the god of life.

A smile decorates Lucien’s lips. He walks to the window and stretches out a hand to pick a flower petal.

Lucien: It seems like a beautiful life will be seen by people without much effort, but a life lived in a dark corner is rarely found.

I can’t help but be stunned, carefully pondering his words, which carry a trace of sadness.

Lucien unfurls his palm, and the petal slides away slowly from his fingers.

He turns to look at me, his eyes regaining a smile.

Lucien: Let’s begin the interview.

Lucien’s body is encased by the faint sunset, softening his outline. Under that layer of gentleness, there seems to be a cloak of something I can’t quite figure out.

Lucien... what kind of a person is he?

[astralhugs]

Hellooo. Could you write headcanon about MLQC boys thinking MC is cheating on them? Maybe a little angst :)?

When the MLQC boys think MC is cheating on them.

Hii!! sorry for accidentally posting the other day :(

But heres that :))

requests : open!

LUCIEN

You’ve been going out more often because of a shooting and been going home later than usual.

Lucien didn’t think much about it at first because, he himself goes home late as well.

Until one day, he came to your place to pick you up when he saw that the guest and you were hugging.

He wouldn’t jump to conclusions right away but he just stood there and silently watched.

He saw how you were laughing and giggling with him.

“See you later, Axel.” you waved at the guy and went back to your seat and saw Lucien at the back of the room.

He was just standing there.

“Luci-“

He exited the shooting room.

Since you were worried, you decide to follow him but you were called by Anna because of some shooting complications so you didn’t have time to check up on him.

By the time you finished, you were looking for him outside hoping he waited.

He didn’t.

So you went home.

In the living room, he was there, looking at a framed picture of the both of you in his hand while drinking hot tea.

“Lucien?”

“Yes, love?” he looked at you with icy cold eyes.

“Is there something wrong? Why did you just leave the shoot?” you asked.

“I don’t know, care to explain who is ‘Axel’?” he asked calmy.

“Axel?” You thought.

He got up from the couch, “Nevermind, seems like you don’t even care to explain to me, talk to me when you have an explanation.” he was heading towards the door.

“Lucien what do you mean?”

“I’m talking about how you’re so into the guy you called love! If you don’t like me or in fact love me anymore you can just say it, MC.” he said in a cold tone.

“Axel Axel...is...ohhh you mean Axel the guy just now?” You laughed.

“Whats so funny about you cheating on me?” He asked calmly.

“Lucien I’m not cheating on you, Axel is an idol and he was going to be starring in the new episodes of Miracle Finder”

Lucien tried to process this for a moment.

“Here I’ll show you.” you pulled out a video of Axel performing.

“Oh.” he nods.

Lucien smiled, “Okay, thats a relief that you’re not cheating on me.”

He hugged you tightly.

He’s kinda possesive but wouldn’t show it.

Who even would cheat on this man eye

VICTOR

Goldman and you were like bestbuds now.

Like yall text sometimes even when its not LFG related.

Goldman would sometimes send pictures of movies or shows and ask for your recommendation.

Well while you were in the shower, Victor heard a vibration from his desk, he thought it was his phone at first.

Since you both have the same phone.

“Watch later or now?”

Victor was confused so he only answered a ‘?’

“No? Isn’t this your favorite movie? Its going to be on tonight. We should watch later!” Goldman screenshotted a picture of the movie cover of *insert favorite movie*.

“Isn’t this MC’s...are they going to go out together tonight?” he furrowed his eyebrow.

When he saw you enter the room he just looked at you, “Well? Whats it like?” he asked in a monotone.

“What?” you were confused.

“Goldman and you? You’re going out with him tonight aren’t you?” he angrily said while glaring at you.

“Goldman? No, Victo-“

“Don’t talk to me anymore. Just. Get out.”

“No, Vic-“

“If you talk to me one more time, I’ll fire Goldman.”

“Wait don’t do tha-“

Goldman called you.

He rolled his eyes, “Pick it up right here, right now, put it on speaker.”

You were scared he’d do something so you picked it up, “Hey Goldman.”

“The movies. I sent you which one was better because tonight they’re premiering on Channel and was asking if it was worth to stay up.”

Victor made an ‘o’ with his mouth before searching the movie up.

It really was airing tonight and he was just asking you for recommendations.

“Both are cool. But I have to go, tell me if you liked it or not!” and with a click you ended the call.

“You can stay, I apologize, I thought you were cheating on me.” he got up and hugged you tightly.

“Why would I cheat on you?!” You kissed him on the lips for a long time before parting.

“I would never.” you smiled brightly.

“I guess I’m the dummy today.” he sighs and kisses you again.

GAVIN

This boy never really suspected anything.

Even when you go home late.

He trusts you.

A little too much sometimes.

But then one day, you were out with a guy friend and didn’t tell him because it was just business related stuff.

Gavin was patrolling in the sky when he saw the two of you.

He didn’t say anything and continued patrolling.

Once you got home he’d ask you who it was.

“MC, is there something you’d like to tell me?”

THIS BOY HAD A CRUSH ON YOU SINCE HIGH SCHOOL AND IF YOU ACTUALLY CHEATED ON HIM SKNXEKND YOURE OUT OF YOUR MIND.

“Huh?”

He sounded more cold this time, “Did something happen today?”

“Not anything important I guess?” You say.

“So...cheating on me isn’t important then?” he asks.

He knew that you probably didn’t cheat on him but it was a rough day at work and you acting ‘oh-so-innocent’ to him made him more mad.

“Cheating? Gavin I’m not-“

“Then who was the guy you were with at the cafe, MC?” he asks in a stern voice but there were a hint of hurt in them.

“T-the boy?” you looked worried at him before forming an ‘o’ shape with your voice.

Before you were able to explain yourself, he sighed.

“MC, if it makes you happy then I’m ok-“

“Nonono Gavin!” You hugged him and looked at him in the eye.

“I wasn’t cheating on you thats my friend who’s also my co worker. Its nothing like that.” You explained while hugging him tight.

“Well, I guess I’m happy that you’re not cheating on me.” He smiled lightly and hugged you back.

Thats how you lectured Gavin by saying its not okay for him to be cheated on.

And Gavin had to listen to the whole thing.

KIRO

As an idol, you would sometimes follow him to his shoots and stuff.

Until, there was a new male idol he’ll be collabing, ‘Axel’.

You and him would get along well.

Too much to Kiro’s liking.

You started to hang out with him when they’re done shooting.

Well one day, you wanted to interview Love on Miracle Finder and asked him to meet after the shoot.

After he heard about that Kiro was down for the rest of the day.

He thought you guys were planning a date.

When you both get home he seemed a bit different, in a bad different.

He wasn’t the same cheerful self.

“Kiro, is there something wrong?” you asked worriedly.

“N-no, its nothing, don’t worry Miss Chips.” he kisses your forehead.

You would try to talk to him about it and one day he actually told you.

“Are you cheating on me with Axel?” Kiro asked.

“What?! No! Kiro, is that why you’ve been sad?”

Kiro has seen alot of idols cheating on each other so you can say he was kinda...worried

But you guys talked it out and he was back to the same Kiro again.

You tried to distance yourself from Axel which he completely understood why.

Axel and you remained friends and Kiro is still your boyfriend.

Everyones happy.

AHHH IM SORRY THIS IS SO BADDD :((

But i really hoped you enjoyed it :>

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[CN] Kiro's Absolute Match Mind's Quest (Part 1)

🌸 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for a date that hasn't been released on the EN server yet! 🌸

Note: This date explores some very suggestive themes, so if you do not meet the game's required 16+ age rating, I'd suggest to avoid reading this date.

[CHAPTER 1]

MC: There isn't much time left to prepare for the this issue of "Youth Cheerleaders". Willow, tomorrow, please hurry up and follow up on the progress of the costumes and venue layout.

Willow: Don't worry, boss. According to the current schedule, we'll definitely be able to make it in time!

MC: That's great... does anyone else have anything to report?

Anna: I have one here.

Anna: Next month, Loveland City's Culture and Sports Bureau is planning on hosting a celebrity charity baseball game. The other party's taken a fancy to our company's publicity abilities and planned to talk to us.

Anna: However, their guests have not yet been completely finalized. Among those currently confirmed to be participating is this year's MLB super rookie Carol.

MC: Carol...

I vaguely felt that I had heard this name just recently, but with how hectic my work has been, my thoughts were all over the place.

Kiki: Carol... Isn't he that he that star player that Xiao Zheng's supposed to be interviewing today?

MC: Oh, yes! I almost forgot, Carol happened to be in Loveland City these two days.

If it hadn't been for the tight workload for "Youth Cheerleaders", I would've been happy to conduct such an interview. But if there was going to be a baseball game next month, there would definitely be more opportunities for contact.

The remaining work got sorted out, one after another. After the meeting, I sent a text to Xiao Zheng and asked him about the situation of the interview there.

After a while, Xiao Zheng replied back.

Xiao Zheng: The interview went very well! And boss, guess who I ran into backstage?

A group photo popped up before my eyes.

Xiao Zheng's black hair, Carol's platinum-blonde hair, and was the blonde-haired person with a smile on their face Kiro?!

When did Kiro get there?

While I was pondering over it, a message popped up on the pinned chat and as soon as I opened it, a familiar bright voice rang out.

Kiro: MC, you've seen that group photo, right? Hehe, I plan to introduce you to a new friend today. Come here when you're done!

I looked at the address he sent, which was an indoor baseball stadium in Loveland City, and then contacted him for a photo...

I sent him a little rabbit-like emoji, picked up my bag and quickly walked out the door.

-

Perhaps it was because the stadium was reserved, but the baseball arena was empty, and I spotted the most dazzling figure at a glance.

He held a bat in both hands, his eyes fixed on the ball machine and did not notice my arrival.

Boom!

I could barely see how Kiro swung his bat, and the ejected baseball had already been hit firmly by him into the scoring area.

MC: That's amazing!

Kiro caught onto the compliment I blurted out and he immediately turned his head.

Kiro: MC? Why did you come here so fast?

The next second, he put down the bat and walked towards me.

I was about to throw myself into his arms, but he suddenly stopped and raised his hands.

Kiro: Wait a moment.

MC: Eh?

Kiro: ...Hmm... Okay, okay...

He relaxed slightly, then stretched out his hand to hug me back, placing a light kiss on the tip of my nose.

Kiro: I thought it would take at least half an hour for you to get here. I'd planned on showering right after my workout to welcome you refreshed.

MC: Pfft, are you still afraid that I'd dislike you for smelling like sweat?

Kiro hummed twice in acquiescence.

MC: Why would I dislike it? I want to smell you more!

My grin grew wider, so I just hugged him and nuzzled against him a few more times.

MC: By the way, where's the new friend you wanted to introduce to me?

Kiro: He went out to take a call. Didn't you meet him at the door?

MC: No, I didn't see anyone else the entire way... Is it Carol?

Kiro: Mm, that's him.

Kiro: He was a teammate of my high school baseball team. He rarely comes to Loveland City, so we got in touch.

MC: Wow! Your former school teammate is now in the MLB! Was he that good before?

Kiro: Just so-so. Not better than me, anyway.

Kiro wrinkled his nose, his expression so proud and arrogant that I couldn't help but kiss him as well.

MC: I know. You are the Ace of your school team!

??: No no no, he is not.

??: The Ace of our school team was Raymond. Now he works overtime everyday on Wall Street and he's even gone bald.

A voice with a foreign accent interrupted from the side. I looked back and saw a young man with platinum hair holding a bag of cornflakes, munching on them as he looked at us with interest.

It was Carol.

[CHAPTER 2]

We didn't know when this guy had reached next to us. We both quickly let go of our hands, and Kiro coughed twice in embarrassment.

Carol: Why don't you continue holding each other? Don't mind me, I'll just enjoy watching.

Kiro: .....

Kiro: Can you please stop sneaking up on people all the time?

Carol: Little did I know that just when I'd decided to go to the convenience store to buy some cornflakes, a beautiful woman would show up at the venue.

Carol patted his hands on his pants and stretched them towards me.

Carol: Hello, I'm Carol, an old classmate of Kiro's.

MC: Hello, I'm MC, Kiro's...

Carol: It's what you Chinese people call 'Airen', 'Na Kouzi', 'Duixiang' (lover, fiancée/wife, object of one's affection). I get it.

Carol spoke fluent Chinese and quickly took over my words, winking at me teasingly.

MC: .....

Kiro: .....

I glanced at Kiro. He understood what I was getting at and smiled helplessly at me.

Kiro: He's mother's Chinese, so he speaks Chinese fluently. As for your other doubt... well, he's been this arrogant ever since high school.

Carol: Wow, the two of you could actually communicate so much with just one look. I've only seen that kind of thing is spy movies!

Carol: Boohoo, Kiro, it seems that I'm no longer your soulmate!

Kiro: You've never been my soulmate, okay?

For the first time on Kiro's face, I saw the feelings of "lost", "tired" and "when will this conversation end?". There were so many expressions combined together on that handsome face that if he had a tail right now, it would've been wagging around impatiently.

MC: Pfft...

I suppressed my laughter and quietly poked Kiro with my hand, but he keenly grabbed my finger.

However, after such banter and teasing, the atmosphere between them had relaxed a lot.

Carol: By the way, Kiro, have you thought about what I said before?

Kiro: The charity baseball game?

Kiro: It's possible to make place in my schedule to participate, but I haven't played a game in a long time, and I'm afraid it'll take too long to practice.

Carol: What's there to practice? Just play the way you played at the Dodger Stadium in your sophomore year of high school.

Kiro: Dodger...

Kiro recalled the match and shook his head.

Kiro: Didn't I lose that game? I don't even remember what I was playing at the time.

Carol: How could you not remember?

Carol's eyes widened in surprise and he gestured excitedly.

Carol: I was on first base, you were the batter, and they'd already thrown two strikes. One more pitch and we'd be struck out. As a result, you hit a perfect outfield ball, allowing me to safely return to home base!

Carol: Yes, we lost that game in the end and were eliminated...

Carol: But your most critical point allowed us to go into overtime. That's why I still remember it to this day!

Carol's eyes were shining while narrating this to us, as if he had returned to that arena again.

Kiro probably hadn't been expecting a failed game to be so deeply remembered. His lips twitched and then curled upwards.

Kiro: Well, now that you've said it, I remember.

Kiro: But I'm not sure I can still hit such a perfect shot now.

Carol: Why don't you try then?

Carol put down his bag of snacks, picked up a bat from the side, and pointed at the scoreboard.

Carol: Let me re-experience the majesty of "California's Little Devil"?

Kiro: Sure.

Kiro nodded, but raised both of our hands to Carol.

Kiro: My girlfriend is also going to participate.

-

After going to the venue to rent a set of equipment, I stood in front of the ball machine. As a novice with no clue of the basics, I was worried about trying to do everything in front of two super baseball masters.

MC: Is it difficult to get started with this?

MC: I remember the last time I went to Hitachi High School to watch you play, I spent a long time looking up the rules for baseball, and ended up getting dizzy...

Kiro: No, those rules are only required on the playing field.

Kiro: For now, you just need to swing the bat and hit the ball to win. Easy, right?

Kiro: Don't worry, I've slowed down the speed of the ball server so you can get familiar with it first.

MC: So, what about the batting posture? What are the standards?

Kiro: No, that will happen later. Now, I just want you to join in and have fun. Being able to be happy is the basis for getting started with something, right?

Kiro winked at me, his words calming my emotions. I nodded at him, raised my bat and aimed at the server.

Boom--

Without giving me any time to react, the white ball slipped away from my stick.

MC: .....

Kiro: Hahaha, lower your arms a little, and there's no need for you to face the tee hole, 'cause the trajectory of the ball's a parabola.

MC: Okay!

Boom--

Kiro: Mastering the position in just one shot is awesome! You can swing the bat a little earlier for the next ball, and I guarantee you will hit it!

MC: Okay!

Boom.

Under Kiro's guidance I hit the ball on my third shot.

Although I didn't have much strength that the ball just landed softly on the grounds, and even the score didn't pop up on the scoreboard, it was enough to make me cheer.

MC: Kiro, look, look, look, I hit it!!

Kiro: I saw it. That's great. MC really is a little genius! Then, our next goal is to score a point!

MC: Gogogo!

With Kiro's unremitting praise, I seemed to really feel the joy of playing baseball.

Or it could be said that, not limiting to any sports, as long as he was participating in anything, I would always feel twice as happy.

-

I looked at the five points I finally got on the scoreboard with satisfaction and waved my hand towards Kiro.

MC: I want to practice by myself again. You can go and play too.

I lowered my voice and winked while suppressing my laughter.

Carol, who was peeking at us not far away, saw someone looking at him. He immediately straightened his neck, turned around and pretentiously swung the bag.

MC: ...I suspect that if you don't compete with Carol, he'll be so sore that his teeth will break.

Kiro also glanced at Carol and raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

Kiro: Who told us before that he enjoyed seeing us show affection? Well, of course we have to blind him more!

Having said that, Kiro still carried the bat and went to Carol's side.

The other party stopped looking at the fun and raised his eyebrows at him.

Carol: Are you willing to have a go?

Kiro: [In English] Uh-huh, as usual?

Carol: As usual.

The ball machine made a low buzzing sound, and the two men lined up on both sides, both raising their bats.

Boom!

A crisp and harsh sound rang in my ears.

Unlike the slow ball that the machine threw at me, Carol and Kiro's ball machines were set to the highest speed. When the bats were swung down, the ball hit the scoring area hard like a beam of light reflected back.

Second ball, third ball...

The two of them hit every shot and scored very hard.

I was no longer in the mood to complete my exercises, so I just held my breath and watched the game.

At the eleventh stroke, Kiro suddenly frowned and paused while twisting his waist.

MC: ....!

I suddenly remembered that Kiro had sprained his waist filming an MV last week. Had it relapsed?

Just that moment of stagnation caused the speed of his swing to be half a beat slower that Carol's. And that slight difference made his swing fail.

Kiro: .....

Kiro's movements stopped and Carol also put down his bat. He glanced at the data plate and shrugged.

Carol: Your swinging speed is 113km/h, and your outfield score is 14... You've regressed a bit, Kiro.

Kiro: No, you've gotten a lot stronger.

Carol: Oh, of course. After all, I went through hell in order to join MLB~

Carol stretched, walked over and patted Kiro on the shoulder.

Carol: But you can't say that.

Carol: I'm afraid that kid Raymond doesn't even remember how to swing a bat. If you can maintain this level, you definitely would be able to dominate the charity game in a month's time.

Kiro: Are you using Raymond to provoke me?

Carol: Not really, I'm just stating facts.

Carol: And because this is a fact, I decided to balance the combat power - when the time comes, I'll be your opponent. Otherwise a one-sided game would be too boring.

After Carol finished speaking, he waved at me and walked out the door.

Carol: Bye, Kiro, and Kiro's girlfriend! See you in a month!

After Carol left, I walked over to Kiro and pulled his wrist.

MC: You seemed uncomfortable when you swung the bat just now... Kiro, are you okay?

Kiro: I want...

MC: What?

His voice was so low that I was unable to hear him clearly.

Kiro turned his face, his cheeks puffed up angrily, and his blue eyes burning with fighting spirit.

Kiro: I said... I also want special training from hell!

[CHAPTER 3]

Apple Box: Woo...

Cello: Meow...

The air conditioner pumped out air-conditioning at full power, but the lazy scent of a summer afternoon still covered our entire home. Even Apple Box and Cello, who would usually be playing together, each occupied a cushion and fell asleep.

The only energetic one was Kiro, who was standing in front of the big screen.

Kiro: 33, 34, 35...

After competing with Carol that day, Kiro kept his word and immediately formulated a set of "Kiro-style hell training" for himself.

He couldn't frequent the baseball stadium, so he simply compiled a baseball physical program that he could practice at home, from swinging to catching.

MC: ...69, 70! Stop, it's time to rest!

As soon as the number jumped, I immediately raised my hand and asked Kiro to stop. Kiro calmed his breathing and turned to pitifully look at me.

Kiro: Can I do another set of exercises?

MC: You can't.

I pretended to be serious and decisively refused.

MC: Who applied for two extra sets of training yesterday? Then at night, he was complaining that his back was sore and asked me to help with a massage and the application of medicine?

Kiro: Yesterday, it was because I overestimated myself, so I'll only do one more set today...

MC: N - O. NO.

Kiro: [cute disappointed whine] .....

Kiro drooped his eyebrows and finally turned off the training program on the screen, and sat down next to me.

I knew why he was struggling with the amount of training, but I didn't want to interfere. I just recommended the cut up watermelon to him.

MC: The fruit shop owner told me that the one I picked was the sweetest. Try it?

Kiro: Is that so? Let me try.

Having said that, Kiro turned his wrist and handed the intact piece of watermelon in his hand to my mouth.

MC: Kiro, I want you to eat first...

I swallowed it halfway and thought of a better method.

I lowered my head and bit of the reddest piece on the triangular tip of the watermelon, but I didn't swallow. Instead, I held it between my teeth and looked at him intently.

MC: Mm?

Just a deliberately soft nasal sound was enough of a suggestion.

Kiro's eyelashes trembled, and the next moment, he had already leaned over.

The tip of his tongue rubbed against my teeth and swept away the watermelon. After just a slight squeeze, the abundant juice overflowed between our lips.

The strands of fruit fiber were torn apart in the entanglement, and were swallowed up with the bright pink juice and colorless body fluid.

I pursed my moist lips and smiled triumphantly.

MC: How about it? Am I right? Isn't it particularly sweet?

Kiro gave me a more cunning smile in return.

Kiro: Mm. The first bite was indeed sweet.

He took another bite of the unfinished piece of watermelon, and the vague sound mixed with the sweet fruit covered my breath again.

Kiro: Now, I want to try other places to see if it's just as sweet.

The dormant computer was still humming, and the room was quieter than during training. Our rapid overlapping breaths did not affect Apple Box and Cello's sleep.

After we playfully demolished the fruit plate, Kiro lazily held me in his arms and suddenly squeezed my fingers.

Kiro: [With a soft sigh] Were you feeling bored this week?

MC: Why do you ask?

Kiro: Because since I've been in special training this week, I've hardly spent time with you...

MC: Who said you were hardly with me?

I grabbed my phone and turned the photo album over to him.

MC: You train and I take photos. That's also a way of you being with me.

The photo album not only showed Kiro focusing on training, but also the profile of him watching a video of the game, and a short video of him looking for Apple Box to complain when he was tired...

There were even shots of me catching someone eating in the middle of the night because he had consumed too much energy.

Kiro looked at them one by one, and burst out laughing.

Kiro: I've gotta say, why are you always taking pictures of me with your mobile phone recently? You already have so many pictures. Are you going to make a special training documentary for me?

MC: Uh-huh, that's right~ Do you want to look further?

Kiro moved his thumb forward twice more and clicked on the next video.

Kiro: [In the video] So, not bad right?

Kiro: I can tell from your expression that you love me in this uniform, Miss Chips!

The camera was shaking a little under the scorching sun, and it took a few seconds to focus on the protagonist.

The blue and white baseball uniform, the Japanese banner in the distance; everything in it was obviously from a long time ago, but it seemed like it just happened yesterday. Kiro suddenly opened his eyes wide.

T/n: This is a reference to Kiro's Heatwave Date :>

Kiro: Ah! This is--

Kiro: Isn't this the video you took of me when we went to Hitachi High School to play?

MC: Yep. Because you're playing another game, I found the video of the last game to compare it with the current Kiro.

Kiro: Compare?

Kiro: So what are your comparison results?

MC: Hmm... I'd like to hear your thoughts on shooting the main character first?

Kiro: Well... I felt like I was too young and immature at the time.

MC: Huh, is that so?

By the time the video was played, Kiro was already on the field, running and swinging the bat with ease.

MC: I feel like you were already very mature at the time.

Kiro: ...You're so silly, Miss Chips.

MC: Huh?

Kiro looked at me, a little helpless and a little amused. He pointed at the Kiro on the screen and then at himself.

Kiro: I mean, couldn't you tell how I felt when I changed into my baseball uniform and went to find you?

I shook my head honestly. At the time, my whole heart seemed to be hanging on the upcoming game, and I honestly couldn't tell. How did Kiro feel when he came to see me?

Kiro: Okay, but I'm a little embarrassed to say it now. At the time, I probably... really wanted to "spread my peacock feathers" in front of you.

MC: "Spread your peacock feathers"?

Kiro used such a gorgeous adjective that I found it difficult to combine it with his refreshing appearance in the video.

Kiro: Just... I just try my best to show off in front of you, wanting you to praise me for my awesomeness, wanting your eyes to fall only on me...

Kiro: Isn't that just like a peacock spreading it's feathers?

MC: Yeah?

I rewound the progress bar and watched that section again.

I watched him hold up the brim of his hat, quietly take off his glove and talk about his high school baseball level...

MC: Now that you've said it, I find it seems to be true, hahaha!

I looked at Kiro in the video and then at the Kiro in front of me and couldn't help but poke his cheek with my finger.

MC: Why didn't I see at the time that even our famous superstar had such embarrassing acting skills sometimes.

Kiro: [laughing] That's why I said I was too immature at the time.

MC: So the Kiro of now is a mature enough Kiro?

Kiro: Of course.

His breathing suddenly came closer, and the intensity with which he was rubbing my fingers became a little heavier, and slowly climbed upwards.

Kiro: Because now I will directly "spread my peacock feathers" and express my appeal to MC.

With a click, the phone slipped from the palm of my hand.

Cello suddenly let out a long cry. I subconsciously held his restless hand and nuzzled it.

Kiro deliberately pretended not to understand what I meant this time, and his lips were already touching the corner of my mouth.

Kiro: [whispering] Ignore them. I'm "spreading my feathers".

There was still some residual sweetness of the watermelon on his lips, which was addictive in the heat of summer. The numb stroking was like a feather caressing my body, a little ticklish, and arousing a fine shudder.

The air conditioner seemed to be turned on lower, making me instinctively seek out a hotter embrace and dye myself the same temperature.

In a trance, as if something really bloomed in front of my eyes, I murmured.

MC: So... you haven't said what exactly you want.

In the confusion, Kiro seemed to be smiling.

Kiro: Come and praise me for my training efforts with practical actions. I'd like that very much.

[CHAPTER 4]

Director: The sound is in place and the lights are ready!

The sneakers made a slight squaking sound on the wooden floor and the young girls were already in position holding colorful pompoms. The moment the music started playing the youthful and energetic cheerleading dance blossomed in front of the camera.

Willow: Compared with the first run, the players have made great progress! The filming of "Youth Cheerleaders" has now reached its final phase.

Everyone was very pleased to see the contestants on stage growing up step-by-step and was infected by their enthusiasm.

MC: Yes, it makes me want to learn cheerleading...

Willow: Boss, you can certainly learn.

Willow: Isn't is going to be your Kiro's game in a few weeks? Won't it be great for you to wear a cheerleading uniform and cheer him on?

MC: ...It's not that simple, is it?

Willow: Why not? Look, we have coaches, clothing, as well as promotional and cooperation channels for charity matches. Aren't they all readymade?

Willow said it so confidently that I couldn't help but be moved.

On that green field, just as I have been watching him, he would only look at me among thousands of people.

When that picture appeared in my mind, my face felt a little hot.

Willow was called away by the staff. After standing still for a while, I walked towards the professional consultant teacher for this program.

MC: Hello, I have a new cooperation opportunity. Could we chat after the recording?

Maybe I could indeed give Kiro a surprised.

After my discussion with the consultant, I sent a message to Kiro and rushed to the agreed location.

-

Starting from this week, Kiro's hell training has entered the next stage, with actual practice in the outfield and base running.

He hired a professional coach, rented a baseball field, and practiced every day.

Because I'd been busy recording "Youth Cheerleaders" for the past two days, this was the first time I was going to the baseball field to find him.

As soon as I walked to the door, the doorman greeted me cheerfully.

Doorman: Are you the girl that Kiro mentioned?

MC: Mm. What about him? Has he finished training?

Doorman: Your handsome boy has finished practicing today and should be changing clothes in the locker room now.

I thanked the uncle and hurried to the locker room.

-

Because Kiro had reserved the entire baseball field when he signed the lease, I opened the locker room without much care.

MC: Kiro, I'm here! How was the effect of your practice? --Why do you have so many injuries on your body?

Kiro: ....!

Kiro seemed startled by my voice and hurriedly put down his half-undressed clothes.

Kiro: MC?

I rushed to Kiro in two steps. He had been wearing loose home clothes after returning home for the past two days. I didn't notice that he had so many minor scratches.

Upon closer inspection, there were red marks on his face too.

MC: How did this happen?

Kiro: It's nothing. In actual combat training, these are just minor injuries. When I was practicing rugby in high school, I suffered a lot more injuries than I do now.

MC: Did you practice rugby in high school?

Kiro: Mm. [Loud exhale] At the time I wanted to learn everything and compete in everything. I even trained for a while to win a game.

Seeing that he wanted to change the subject again, I quickly grabbed the first aid kit from the glove cabinet.

MC: I can help treat your wounds while listening to your memories. So you sit tight now and don't move.

Kiro: It really doesn't matter to me - hiss!

I just gently poked him with my fingertips, and Kiro immediately retracted his arms in an exaggerated manner, blinking pitifully.

Kiro: Mm....

MC: Hmph, didn't someone just say that these were minor injuries?

Kiro: It can't withstand your poke. If you poke me, I'll be "seriously injured".

Kiro whispered with a smile, but took off his baseball uniform, revealing the black lining.

The semi-wet lining fit tightly on his thin waist. I swallowed inexplicably and suddenly, and quickly lowered my head to apply the iodine.

MC: We-were you always hit by the ball?

Kiro: There were also cases where I'd fall while running the basses, and get hit when blocking someone...

Although I knew that he had been training a lot during that time, I still felt a little sad when I heard him say it so casually. I half-crouched in front of him and carefully smeared the scratches on his arms with the medicine.

His fair complexion had just been burned by the scorching sun and was glowing with a beautiful layer of pink. When the dark medicine was applied, it seemed like little flowers were dyed on his body.

Kiro: Is this okay..?

MC: It's early. Since you still want to hide your injuries from me, I'm going to be thorough in my checking this time.

MC: Hm, lift up your shirt.

I ordered sternly and gently poked his chest with a cotton swab. Kiro chuckled lightly and rolled up the corners of the lining with his hands.

Kiro: Enough?

MC: [serious blushing face] Higher.

Kiro: Why not take it off?

MC: ...No need?

Kiro: [pouting] Nurse Chips is so mean today.

Kiro trailed off and rolled up his clothes.

A thin layer of wet sweat gathered along the texture of his skin, and every time his chest rose and fell, water droplets would meander downwards along the lines.

When the medicine soaked into the wound, I could clearly hear him taking a shallow breath.

Then he let out a long sigh of relief, and a stream of air blew through my forehead, like a teasing kiss.

Kiro: Could you be gentler?

He must have done it on purpose. I was obviously already very gentle.

My heartbeat sped up inexplicably, and I bit my lower lip, not wanting to reveal my breathing.

The cotton swab was obviously applied on him, yet, for some reason, I felt my body tighten up with slight impatience.

MC: [blushing] Mm, okay, the inspection is over. It seems like these are the only two spots on your body...

Kiro held the hand that I was about to retract.

When my fingers fell, the cotton swab hooked his loosened belt, making an ambiguous dull sound.

Kiro: [in a dangerously low voice] Why are you so perfunctory all of a sudden?

MC: H-how am I perfunctory?

Kiro: [in a ridiculously sinful whisper] 'Cause the wounded hasn't been examined yet.

The next second, I was lifted by one of his hands.

I gave a short exclamation, but my back was already pressed against the bench in the locker room. The sunlight leaking from the skylight separated us, making it difficult for me to see Kiro's expression clearly.

Feeling guilty, I wanted to sit up, but he had already held my knees down.

MC: Wait - wait a minute, Kiro...

Kiro: I won't wait.

MC: [blushing hard] --There's a phone call!

Indeed, there was a buzzing vibration coming from my bag at the moment.

Kiro pursed his lower lip, then picked up the phone and handed it to me.

The call came from the professional consultant teacher of the cheerleading team. It was inconvenient for me to hang up, so I had no choice but to pick up the call.

MC: He-hello?

Consultant: I thought about what you said during the day. Although time is tight, it is not impossible.

Consultant: I've heard that you have some background in ballet and ballroom dancing. When it comes to choreography, we won't do any difficult movements. We'll focus on beauty and neatness to produce effects...

I replied politely, but I honestly didn't think about most of my words at all. I just wanted to end the phone call as soon as possible.

In my daze, all I felt was that Kiro seemed to have stood and left once. There was a clicking sound from the door, and then he came back again.

MC: Okay, Miss Yu, let's arrange it like this...!

A kiss landed on my collarbone without warning. I was so surprised that I almost bit my tongue.

Kiro: [whispering seductively] Hurry up.

My subconscious struggle was firmly restrained by Kiro, and the second urging kiss continued to climb upward. My heart was beating so fast that I didn't even know what I said to the consultant and quickly hung up the phone.

MC: Kiro, you...

The rest of my words were rolled away by the tip of his tongue.

The desire that had been interrupted by the phone call was reignited in the entanglement, and became even more passionate than before.

The afternoon sun is too bright, I thought in a daze.

The sunlight fell on that soft golden color, and it was so bright as it swayed back and forth, that I couldn't help but close my eyes.

The touch was amplified more and more. The back was hard and the kiss was soft.

His breath was scorching, and the bodies touching each other were scalding hot.

My last trace of reason still led me to make one final struggle, and I spoke intermittently.

MC: Didn't you say you wanted me to continue checking? How can I check now...

Kiro: Why can't you check it?

Kiro took my hand with one hand and put it on his shoulder.

Kiro: Actually... there's only one spot on my body that I haven't applied medicine to yet.

Kiro: But it wasn't from me falling here, It was you who left it yesterday.

Several thin scratches were entrenched on the back of his shoulders, and several thin protrusions fit perfectly with my fingers.

Kiro: So help me.

Part 2: HERE

Translation Masterlist: here

[mythiica]

Hi! If you want requests, then I won't hold back !! and I'll bring flowers to your grave! 😹 So may I request some jealous/possessive Lucien smut? (No problem if we need to bath in holy water after reading it...if you know what I mean 😸)

Title: Chubby Bunny ChallengeFandom: Mr. Love Queen’s ChoiceCharacter: LucienGenre: smuttysmutKinks: masturbation, teasing, dirty talk, face fucking/blowjob, marking, possessiveness, cumshot, reverse missionary (?)Warnings: noneIntended Gender Audience: Female Audience Word Count: 2000 wordsPOV: second personOther comments: hi senpai im 5 years late but i hope u like! Merge with: 

“Who would have guessed that our favorite idol and our favorite producer would be competing in a good old fashioned game of Chubby Bunny?”  the host squeals to the camera. 

          You try to wipe the drool with your sleeve to save yourself the embarrassment of rewatching this episode later. Kiro looks the same, mouth filled with marshmallows as he tries his best to say the two words without making a fool of himself. 

         When you agreed to join him as the “guest star,” you did not expect to find yourself sitting in front of a camera playing Chubby Bunny with your best friend. 

         I completely forgot to mention that the theme is old trends! Kiro apologizes before you go live. 

         Now, the two of you are here. 

         You push another marshmallow into your cheeks and gag slightly on it before composing yourself and mouthing “Chuffy bonny–“ 

         The host raises an eyebrow at you. “I’ll let it pass! Kiro, your turn.” 

         Lucien watches this strange episode, with a slight delay, from the comforts of your bedroom. Had he remembered that the recording was happening today, he would have driven from work to the studio to watch you from backstage. 

         However, he does not really mind being at home, because it gives him the freedom to fantasize… So much so, that Lucien slips his hand into his sweatpants to stroke himself slowly. He rolls his fingers over his length and inhales sharply as precum starts to dribble from his tip. Lucien didn’t realize that he had gotten so hard from watching this mildly lewd game, but his ridge begs to be massaged. 

         Every time the camera pans to your face, Lucien imagines that your mouth is filled with his cock. Saliva slips down from the corners of your mouth, but still you continue to fit marshmallows one against another. It is truly a sight and it gives Lucien so many ideas. 

         You beat Kiro by at least five, totaling nearly seventeen marshmallows. Upon attempting the eighteenth, you gag a bit before spitting it all out.

         The white mess runs down onto the bib, only making Lucien groan louder to himself. He rewinds a bit when the audience starts clapping for you just to see you with tears in your eyes as you try to stuff marshmallows ten and eleven into your mouth. As the tension builds up in his cock, Lucien is tempted to pause the episode on your expression, but he lets it pass so that he can tuck his free hand inside his pants. Pumping his base and tip at the same time, Lucien tenses sharply, a cramp forming in his upper thigh, but he ignores it for the sake of orgasming. 

         Lucien groans as he cums, and the white of his release looks like the marshmallow concoction in your mouth. Raking his clean hand through his hair, Lucien pouts slightly, wishing you were here instead of still on the show. 

         The recording cuts to a commercial, giving Lucien a chance to clean himself up before seeing your face again. Lucien fast forwards through the host explaining the pocky game and pauses it to watch you come dangerously close to Kiro’s lips. He is well aware that you feel nothing for the idol, but he still feels a pang of jealousy and possessiveness stemming in his chest. 

         Your cheeks are a beautiful blush pink, likely from the makeup they required you wear for the episode, but it makes Lucien think about how easy it is to make you flush that color without enhancements. 

         Outside, the sound of people chattering pulls Lucien’s attention to the open window. He stands up and pulls his pants to rest low on his hips. Peeking over the windowsill, Lucien catches glimpse of your car pulling into the garage of the apartment complex. The negative emotions flutter away, replaced with happiness. 

         He waits at the door like a puppy and catches your wrist as you walk into the room. “Lucien!” 

         A smile stretches across his features. “Hello, beautiful. I’ve missed you.” Your boyfriend pulls you against his chest as he closes the door. The lock clicks into place as you cup Lucien’s face and kiss him lovingly. “You finished faster than I thought you would.” 

         “The recording is shown with an hour’s delay. And I thought you had work today.” You pick pillow fluff from his cotton shirt and smooth out the wrinkles. “I’m here now though!” 

         Lucien nuzzles against your touch and presses his forehead to yours. “You have been spending so much time with our blond friend as of late.” 

         “It’s only because I owed him a favor. He helped me last month with a last minute episode of my own show. Remember when you two played battleship?” 

         He nods and leads you to the kitchen where you set your purse down. “When I beat him badly at battleship. He’s cute, but he really does not know how to win at that game.” 

         “Be nice! He was trying to be polite.” 

         “It’s polite to lose?” Lucien teases. 

         You roll your eyes and hug your boyfriend from behind, resting your chin on his shoulder to look into the fridge. “I’m hungry.” 

         “You ate enough marshmallows and pocky to last you a week.” 

         “I had to spit them out after that challenge! I’ll have you know, I won the celebrity record of chubby bunny,” you say as-a-matter-of-factly. 

         Lucien leans back on his heels and pinches your side. “I saw, bunny.” 

         “What have you been up to?” Lucien offers you a bowl of fruit as he takes out other tupperware, trying to remember what leftovers are hiding in the back. “Besides watching me stuff my face with sugarry clouds.” 

         The smile dips into a smirk. 

         “Lucien?” 

         The container lands on the counter and a moment later, Lucien has you in his arms as he carries you to the bedroom. You giggle and wait to see where this is going, but are not expecting him to drop against the edge of the mattress and pull you between his legs. His grey sweatpants fall down to his ankles, revealing an erection Lucien had been carrying since you got home, and he brushes your hair back gently. 

         “I’ve been wishing you were here…” 

         Another fit of laughter bubbles in your throat, but you kiss his inner thigh before straightening your posture and dripping saliva onto his length. Lucien groans, savoring the look on your face. He remembered correctly: your eyelids dip down, giving you a lusty look. You’ve recreated it now, as you pump his length, making him harden more, before you lap at his pronounced ridge. 

         “You’re still wet from whatever you did earlier. Lucien, did you get off to me?!” 

         He smiles bashfully and nods as he lifts his shirt to expose his abdominal muscles. “You know the answer to that,” Lucien drawls. “Babygirl, I missed you–” 

         His words prompt you to start sucking along his length. The heat from your tongue makes Lucien shiver with joy, but you take pleasure in teasing him for too long. Lucien catches a handful of your hair to guide your mouth down. You swallow his cock and his tip rubs the back of your throat, making you gag slightly before you settle and start to pump his base. 

         This is what Lucien was missing – the lewd sounds you make every other moment as you try to fit him fully. Your lips swell as they move, but Lucien starts to face fuck you desperately, wanting to see how you would look with white painting your soft skin. 

         Every time Lucien bucks into your mouth, saliva bubbles at your lips, but you wipe it away and focus on sucking his length. Your fingernails dig into his thighs, making Lucien squirm and groan loudly. “Fuck… your tongue feels so much better–” 

         You do your best to smile as Lucien tucks your hair behind your ear. A moan rumbles in your throat, stimulating his cock even more. His muscles tense sharply and his mouth contorts in the shape of your name. Bitterness envelops your tongue, but you continue to suckle at his tip before popping off with a loud sound. 

         Lucien snaps quickly into reality and catches your chin between two fingers. “Show me.” He marvels at his cum on your tongue and prides himself in marking you. “Good girl…” 

         Sitting up, you turn to go to the bathroom, but Lucien catches your hand and pulls you on top of him. “Careful, we’re not done yet.” He kisses your throat, coaxing you to swallow the contents of your mouth, and you give in. A trickle of white runs across your lips, so Lucien kisses you deeply and takes care of it. 

         The next moment, Lucien strips you of your own clothes, discarding them carelessly on the floor next to the bed. He attacks your breasts next, circling his tongue around your nipple as you fumble with your pants to take them off. 

         “L-Lucien! Please, let me–” 

         Lucien grips your hips tightly as he leans backwards. You straighten your back and settle onto his cock – he stretches you more than you expect, but you moan gleefully when Lucien starts thrusting into you. He is quick to pull you down against his chest, but every time you try to sit back up, he presses his hand against the small of your back to keep you flushed down. 

         “Stay, babygirl, I like it when I can feel your warmth against my skin…” Lucien says this so softly that it makes your heart melt. Relaxing your muscles, you nuzzle against his chest and let Lucien buck up into you. Rolling your hips only allows him to reach deeper inside of you, until his cock hits against the spot that makes you moan loudly. 

         “Does it feel good?” 

         “Yes!”

         “Tell me more–” 

         You kiss Lucien deeply and run your hands across his bare chest. “I should have come home earlier if this what was waiting for me.” 

         Lucien grabs a handful of your ass and pulls your legs apart to fuck you faster. “At least now I get to mark you, no? Kiro got dangerously close to your mouth earlier, and I didn’t like it. These are mine~” He licks your lips and teethes on them slightly. 

         You gasp aloud and run your fingers through his hair to pull it back. He looks so good with his hair back, it makes you moan just at the sight. “I pulled back before we got too close though. Or did you get carried away doing.. other things?” you tease. 

         He grunts and slows his thrusts just to hold your face and look into your eyes. “We should do that some time, no?” 

         “I’m currently focused on this!” Grinding hard against him, you press your fingers down on his nipples and roll your hips. It makes Lucien frenetic, and the next moment you go numb from his powerful thrusts. 

         You fall over the edge of pleasure, your orgasm wrapping you in bliss. Usually Lucien likes to fuck you through your climax, but this time he pulls out and cums between your abdomens. His release is hot and sticky, as it rests against your skin. 

         Lucien smiles and laughs before shifting around so his cum spreads across your skin. “Hmm.. there, just like that. So you’re mine.” 

         Finally, you sit up and admire the mess on you. “Of course I’m yours, Lucien~” Leaning down, you press a kiss to his forehead. Lucien locks his arms around you for a hug, and once again he picks you up, but this time to carry you to the bathroom. You squeal and nuzzle against his neck, knowing that the two of you will be due for another round in the shower. 

[israltale]

Wrong Food

Horror was the only one who switched between Nightmare’s Castle and his own AU to look after his Brother. Nightmare didn’t mind at all, as long as the other Skeleton would do his Job. He was just walking to the Snow in the direction of Snowdin. 

“BROTHER!” His Papyrus called. 

“Hey Bro.” Horror said, scratching his Bust open Skull. 

“BROTHER! THERE IS A STRANGE ANIMAL RUNNING AROUND!” Horror blinked. 

“Strange Animal?” Papyrus nodded eagerly. 

“A RAM! THERE IS A RAM IN THE UNDERGROUND!” Horror tilted his Skull, a Ram would be wonderful for a longer food source. 

“Alright, Bro. I will find that Ram.” He said with a grin, already grabbing his Axe.

“I’ll be back in a bit, Bro.” Horror said, going on a Hunt for the Ram. The Ram his Brother saw looked weird, but Horror could care less, as long as it brought food. The Ram was somewhere in the Woods and Horror would find it. 

After a long search he was met with a Monster, it had Horns, like a Ram. Horror only knew them from books, but this one missed fur they had in those Books. 

“You will be a feast for us.” He said, the Monster growled at him, there was even a large spiked Tail. Horror couldn’t remember if Rams had tails? 

The Beast charged at him, as he raised his Axe. The strange Ram growled at him, opening its large Mouth to have a bite, but Horror dodged the Attack.This Ram was really strange, but who was he to decide that, he never saw a Ram except in those Books. He moved his Axe to hit the Ram, but the Animal was not having it, so he only hit its Tail. 

The Monster screamed in Pain before hitting the Skeleton with its bleeding Tail. Horror could barely escape the attack, but he still managed only by a thread. Using the momentum of him throwing to the Ground and the Beast turning to attack him with its Body to slam the Axe into its neck, using his strength to behead it. Horror looked at the Dead Animal. 

“Scaly Ram.” He mumbled, it couldn’t be a Monster, or it would have long dusted. Little did Horror know that there was a Reason for it, so he took the strange Ram home. Papyrus was happy to see the scaled Prey his Brother brought and together they started to take it apart so they could store the most of it. 

“SCALES? I THOUGHT RAM HAT WOOL?” Horror shrugged. 

“No clue, Bro. Never saw a Ram.” He said. 

“BUT THE BOOKS SAID THEY HAVE WOOL.” Horror remembered that as well. 

“It has meat, so what ever.” He said, descaling the Flesh. It seemed like there was something was in the Flesh, looking like a Tattoo? 

“STRANGE.” Papyrus suddenly said. 

“What’s wrong, Bro?” Papyrus stuck his Hand into the Ribcage. 

“THERE IS NO HEART! ONLY THIS STRANGE CRYSTAL.” Horror looked at the Thing in his Brothers Hand. 

“Huh… Never heard of a Ram or any Animal to have a Crystal and not a Heart.” He said, that was really a strange Ram. 

“YOU TAKE IT AS A REWARD FOR YOUR HUNT! I WILL PREPARE FOOD FOR US!” Horror took the Crystal. 

“Thanks, Bro. You’re the Best.” Horror brought the Crystal up to his Room, staring at it, there was something inside it, like an Insect but it looked different. 

“Strange Ram… Scaly… no heart… tattoo on the Flesh.” He pondered why this strange animal was here and what it meant. He forgot about the Time until Papyrus called for Dinner. 

“Looking good, Bro. Let’s dig in.” The Brothers finally shared a Meal after a long time, because they could afford it, there was so much meat to keep them for a while. He could leave for Nightmare’s Castle tomorrow without worry this time.

After the Meal Horror went to his Room again, going to sleep without being Hungry for a long Time. But once he went into his Room he noticed the glowing of the Crystal, going over to it. 

“Hm? What’s going on with that thing now? Is something locked inside.” He wondered, looking to the pounding thing inside. Horror watched it a while, before he decided to hide it in his Drawer and go to bed, not noticing the small cracks on the Crystal. 

Horror was asleep, before he felt an Itch inside his Soul. It was weird like something went inside there, but he was to tired to actually Care, only once a burning coursed through his Body he jerked awake. Pain throbbing through is bones. He couldn’t scream, or he would wake Papyrus, something he didn’t want. Horror felt like he was sitting in Fire, it was awful. 

He had no idea when it happened, but at some point his Consciousness gave out and he passed out. He woke up again, as Papyrus knocked on his Door. 

“SANS, TIME TO WAKE UP, YOU LAZYBONES!” Horror found his senses again. 

“I’m up, Bro. I’ll be down in a bit.” He said, not noticing that there was a rumble in his Voice. He got up, still tired, that’s why he didn’t notice other things odd at him. 

Horror made his Way down to his Brother. Papyrus starred at him. 

“What’s wrong, Bro? Do i look that ugly?” Horror asked sleepily. 

“BR… BROTHER… YOU… YOU HAVE A TAIL AND A HORN!” Papyrus exclaimed in Shock. 

“What?” Horror wondered, trotting over to a Mirror. He blinked at his Image. A large red Horn sprouting out of his Skull, only on the Side that had no hole in it and a large red Tail with an Axe on his Tip whipping behind him. 

“WHAT THE HELL?” He almost screamed, finally noticing the Rumble in his Voice. 

Horror and his Brother sat in their Living Room, starring at one another. 

“WHAT NOW BROTHER?”  Horror had no idea. 

“I don’t think it will go away… but we ate the Same stuff right?” Papyrus nodded. 

“YES.” Horror thought about it. 

“Wait!” He hurried up to his Room, almost ripping out the Shelf he had put the Crystal in last night. There was only shards inside it, nothing else. Horror collected them and brought them down. 

“The Crystal is destroyed… Maybe it has to do with that?” Papyrus looked at the Shards. Horror grumbled, while thinking about it, his Tail moving slightly. At some Point he was scratching at the Edges of the Hole.

“SANS, YOU ARE DOING IT AGAIN!” Horror snapped out of it. 

“Sorry, Bro. So this Change is… permanent?” Papyrus looked at him. 

“WHY NOT GO ASK NIGHTMARE?” Horror nodded. 

“Yeah…” It didn’t came to that, as the Underground began to shake violently. 

“Shit. What’s going on now?” Papyrus worried as he hurried to the Door. 

“Oh!” The other had almost run into a small Skeleton, with tiny purple Horns. 

“WHAT?” He smiled up at the far taller Skeleton. 

“Greetings” He said, the Boy wasn’t alone, there was a taller Skeleton with him, who had three Scars over his Skull. 

“Bro? What’s wrong?” Horror got up. 

“Could we come in?” The small horned skeleton asked. 

“BROTHER, THERE ARE GUESTS?!?” Horror went to them. 

“It’s like Guardian said! He turned.” The one behind the Horned nodded. Papyrus finally let them in. 

“Greetings. My Name is Alure and this is Cobra.” The smaller said. 

“What do you want? You don’t look like someone from any normal AU.” Horror grumbled. 

“True, we aren’t from any normal AU. We were sent from our Guardian because they felt someone  absorbing a Dragon Soul far away from our AU.” Cobra looked to the Window. 

“This AU turns unstable.” He said, before the AU started to shake again. Horror growled at the other two. 

“WHAT’S GOING ON?” Cobra sighed. 

“Other AU’s can’t take the Magic a Dragon or a Dragon Hybrid holds, so they grow unstable.” Alure nodded. 

“Exactly. That’s why we came here as fast as possible. If we relocate you to our AU, your AU will grow stable again and gives it a substitute. Meaning a new you will take your Place.” Horror starred at them. 

“I won’t leave my Brother alone.” Papyrus watched them. He hasn’t absorbed a Dragon Soul like Sans. 

“BROTHER, I DON’T BELONG THERE.” Alure smiled a bit. 

“That is no problem at all. There is enough space in the Castle Town.” Horror was glad to hear that. 

“AM I REALLY ALLOWED THERE?” Cobra nodded shortly. 

“Sure. You can either Work there or live on your Brothers Payment.” Papyrus smiled. 

“I WOULD LOVE TO WORK THERE!” Alure was glad to hear that. 

“We should hurry up, before it gets worse.” Cobra warned them. 

“What about Nightmare?” Alure tilted his Skull. 

“He will also get a new Horror, or he already has one.” Horror sighed, that somehow made sense. 

“Time to Pack fast, Bro.” He said, going upstairs with Papyrus. Alure went to Cobra. 

“How long until this Timeline vanishes?” Cobra sighed. 

“Maybe five hours, maybe more.” He said, while they heard the others Pack up some stuff. 

“I wonder how he turned…” Alure looked up. 

“We will learn once he meets the Leaders and Guardian.” The smaller nodded. 

“True.” Finally both Skeletons came done. 

“WE ARE SET!” Papyrus exclaimed excited. 

“Alright, our Portal is at the Ruins. Please follow me.” The smaller said and started to leave the House. They went through the forest to the Ruins, where a Portal was waiting for them. Alure looked back, before he went trough. Horror was still a bit worried, but followed his Brother to this other AU. 

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Papyrus looked up in wonder, once they left the Portal. Horror followed his Gaze.

“Is that…” Alure nodded. 

“Yes that’s the Night Sky. Sunlight is a bit Rare in this Area.” He told them, while walking to the large, dark coloured Castle. 

“We will guide you to our Leaders, to sort some Things out.” He told them. Horror nodded slightly, he wondered what would happen once they were there. Cobra walked behind them, as they entered the Castle. There were Soldiers, Servants and some more like that little Guy running around. 

“Yo, little Nightlight. Back already?” Horror blinked, that Hybrid looked awfully like Killer. 

“Yes, Kiros. We returned, are they in the Throne Room?” Kiros nodded. 

“Yep, all of them.” Kiros turned and pushed open the Door. 

“Alure and Cobra have Returned.” He announced. 

“Let them in.” A deep Voice rumbled. Kiros stepped aside so they could walk into the Room. Horror and his Brother followed them inside, there were even more like the little Guy and that Killer Version. 

“Greetings. Welcome to the Castle of Chaos.” A Man with six large golden Horns said, Horror haven’t seen someone like him, not that he could remember at least, but he looked a bit like… Dream, only not that innocent anymore? Then he turned his red eye light to another Person next to that strange Dream. 

Horror gulped, that was Nightmare alright. The Royal Presence even in this Dragon Version very present. He had his Cyan eye Light levelled down at Horror, six massive Cyan horns on his Skull, large wings and four tails where he would normally have his four Tendrils. 

“We have returned, Narish.” 

Horror felt uncomfortable. Narish starred at him and Horror thought he would see all his Sins and Soul in that Moment. His Brother was far different. 

“GREETINGS!” He shouted. Horror feared that this Leader would rip his Brother apart. Alure on the other Hand stepped forward and gave his Report. 

“Strange circumstances?” Narish asked, after the smaller finished. Horror shrugged. 

“Ate a Ram, woke up like that.” Narish and Fracture looked at one another. 

“A Ram?” Croma asked. It was Strange that a Ram would turn him into a Dragon Hybrid. 

“BROTHER I ATE IT TOO.” Papyrus announced. This was even more strange. Horror shrugged. 

“Had horns, was a Ram.” He said. Fracture pondered over this. 

“Did it have Wool as well?” Papyrus shock his Skull. 

“Was Scaly and had a large Tail.” The Silence grew in the Room suddenly. 

“HE ATE A FUCKING DRAGON!” Pulvis wheezed out as he figured it out. The Woman with them looked thoughtful, Horror never would have thought that Nightmare would keep a Human.

“It shouldn’t even be possible.” She finally said. Narish nodded. 

“Dragons are Monsters… This ‘Ram’ Should have dusted.” Horror tilted his Head. 

“But it didn’t.” Fracture sighed a bit. 

“As you prepared the Flesh… how was it?” The others seemed worried and on Edge, of Course something was off, even Horror knew that. He tried to remember what that Ram had looked like. 

“IT’S FLESH SHOWED STRANGE BLACK MARKS!” Eriol growled. 

“Like a Tattoo?” Horror nodded with his Brother. 

“What else?” Narish asked. 

“There was no heart, only a strange Crystal.” He felt the Tension grow thicker in the Room. 

“Cobra, show our new Citizen down to the Town.” Cobra bowed before escorting Horror and his Brother outside the Throne Room. 

“This stinks. That is definitely Inks doing.” Eriol hissed. 

“Why didn’t it Dust?” Croma asked confused. 

“Because the Soul was sealed.” Millenia said. 

“According to Horror there was only a Crystal as well as the Other Organs, but no Heart and no signs of a Monster Soul.” She started. 

“While it is possible to Seal a Dragon, it is rather hard to make it maintain its Original Form and not having it revert to a Human Husk.” Narish thought about it. 

“So those Marks Papyrus had said was Inks paint?” Eriol nodded. 

“It has to be.” Croma looked at the Leaders worriedly. 

“What if he enters here and Turns to one of us? If he is already that Strong… it would get WORSE.” Narish nodded. 

“I agree.” Millenia chuckled a bit. 

“He can’t. He might be able to get Dragons out, but he can’t enter.” All of them turned to her. 

“How so?” Fracture asked. 

“Remember the great Shattering i told you about?” The Leaders nodded, she had told them a while ago. 

“That was the only time he ever could enter, once the Ancestors found out that he had his Fingers in that whole scheme as well, they blocked off any possibility for him to enter. He is able to lead People to this AU, but he himself is forever forbidden.” Narish sighed. 

“But he could take a Dragon out and absorb its Soul.” Eriol growled. 

“He could, but Ink is also aware that he would destroy the Multiverse if he would do that. Because even as a Dragon Hybrid he wouldn’t be able to enter.” Fracture got it. 

“Meaning the Multiverse wouldn’t be able to correct his Creation and would eradicate itself.” Millenia nodded. 

“Exactly, while IsralTale would still remain, everything else would end.” Eriol found Relief in that. 

“But… Why does he fiddle with us and Create Hybrids?” Kiros asked, he wanted to know.

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Horror on the other Hand, was brought with his Brother to one Empty House, close to the Castle still. 

“WILL I BE TURNED AS WELL?” His Brother asked. Cobra looked at them. 

“We don’t turn just because it is fun. Most of the Hybrids were either turned by Accident or it was their only way to survive.” Horror grumbled slightly. 

“They all had the Choice, if they didn’t want to they could have left.” The new Hybrid knew what that meant… Death. Cobra sighed. 

“How about you settle and see how it is. If there is no need for you to turn to life how you want to, then don’t do it.” He then looked to Horror.

 “All Hybrids decided to take on new Names, to leave their Past behind.” Horror nodded. 

“Can i ask something?” His Brother looked at him. 

“Go ahead.” Horror wanted to know. 

“You aren’t like them.. .still i sense a certain Power inside you and they seemed fond of you.” Cobra nodded. 

“True, i am no Hybrid, nor did i ever decide to become one. I was born in this AU unlike the others, except the Woman you saw.” He answered. Horror nodded, that was an Answer he could work with, before they stepped Inside.

Everything they might need was already inside, even a small, fresh amount of Food and beginning Money to buy what they wanted. 

“BROTHER!” Papyrus explored their new Home. 

“THEY ARE SO THOUGHTFUL!” Horror nodded, they made a new start very comfortable. 

“Let’s see what the City is like and then Think about what to do.” His Brother nodded and they left to roam the Town.

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They all sat in the big Meeting Room, even Horror, while they still talked about his Turning. 

“What do you think? We confirmed three Interferences by Ink already, probably even more.” Kiros said sharply. 

“Lets Review so far. It is confirmed that he had his Hands in Croma’s, Eriol’s and Horror’s turning.” Horror grumbled. 

“Slaughter.” Everyone turned to him. 

“What?” Fracture asked. 

“I want to be called Slaughter now.” Narish nodded. 

“Alright. Slaughter it is.” He acknowledged his new Name. 

“Who else did he have his Hands in..” Millenia sighed. 

“To be honest… i think with all of you.” Fracture blinked. 

“Why so, Flower?” Millenia leaned back. 

“Alure came here because one Hatchling that had mysteriously found his Way into his AU.” Narish frowned. 

“Impossible. Hatchlings don’t have that much Power.” The Woman nodded. 

“Technically, they have, but won’t.” Alure shivered, remembering the Pain and how hurt he was to see the little one dust in his Arms. 

“What about Solei?” Kiros asked. 

“He said a Woman with pale purplish grey hair brought him here.” Millenia knew who they talked about. It was interesting to hear that her Weapon had brought Solei to this AU. 

“Kiros wasn’t brought in by Ink.” Fracture pointed out. 

“Not that i am aware of…” Millenia crossed her arms. 

“Still possible. Nightmare somehow had learned  from our AU, while it isn’t possible because it was another Timeline and not the one from the Great Shattering.” Kiros frowned. 

“So it’s possible Ink told him about the AU somehow?” Narish growled deeply. 

“I don’t like how deep he is involved.” Slaughter didn’t like what he heard here. 

“We know he had direct interference in Croma’s turning, throwing him in here.” Fracture said and said, tall Skeleton nodded. 

“Yes, i wanted to know where my Comrades where and he threw me in here.” Narish tapped his Phalanges on the Table. 

“HE had no interference in my or Fracture’s Creation.” Fracture nodded. 

“Yes because we were Created by the Lake’s power.” Pulvis frowned. 

“He could have had a Hand in my Turning as well… The Man who found me, also got his hands on my Comrades.” Slaughter was really impressed in how many turnings Ink had his Phalanges in. 

“We also know his Hands in Eriol’s turning, but i don’t Think Syo…” Cobra nodded. 

“I talked with him and he said there was no sign of Ink. He missed his Lover for a long time and thought of giving up as the Children found him.” Millenia sighed. 

“Yeah his Circumstances looked rather Normal.” Eriol slammed the Table. 

“So why does he want us being created?” Narish wondered about that as well. 

“Maybe he hoped that you would rage and attack other AU’s.” Slaughter said. They all looked at him. 

“This is actually pretty plausible.” Fracture said. 

“Why so?” Narish grumbled. 

“He hoped that while most of us were turned without a real Choice. We would turn our anger against the Multiverse and attack it.” Fracture nodded. 

“Making it able for him to play the Almighty Hero who slays the Dragons.” This was so fucked up, to that all of them Agreed. The question was… when will Ink stop, will he dump all of them in here? Until every Sans out there is changed?

Slaughter waited for them to finish their Talk. 

“Hey… Can i ask something.” He finally said, after they all got a slight Pause in their Talking. 

“My Bro thought of Something he would like to do, so he won’t be sitting around all day.” Narish nodded.

“What would that be?” Slaughter slipped a piece of Paper to the Leaders. 

“He want to open a Bakery.” Slaughter said. Millenia looked at it as well. 

“This looks really great.” She said impressed. 

“He likes to cook and Bake, but he rather wants to Open up a Bakery.” Narish looked over it. 

“Alright, we can make that Bakery down in the City close to the Marketplace.” Fracture nodded as well. 

“But what about you, Slaughter?” He shrugged. 

“I’m good as a Butcher or Woodsman.” Croma looked at him. 

“Good, then you will work as those, as well as for us. Far as we know from Kiros and Croma you were part of the so called ‘Bad Sanses’” Slaughter nodded. 

“Yeah. Worked all under Nightmare.” He said. Narish leaned on one side of the Chair. 

“Which i am close to.” Slaughter nodded as well. 

“Yeah, look like Boss.” Fracture chuckled. 

“I wonder if we ever meet our Originals? Other Versions? What ever it is called.” Narish chuckled. 

“Maybe… One Day, for now let’s go to the Dinning Hall, Dinner is already ready.” Slaughter joined them, before returning to his Bro and telling him that in the Next days would be his Bakery finished. Papyrus was already hyped about it, wanting to see People enjoy what he makes.

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Beautiful Resemblance

A/N: A short fic written for Lucien’s birthday :)

Reader x Gavin

Genres: Fluff (PG-13?)

Word count: 3,539 words

Disclaimer/Copyright. Photo from Mr Love: Dream Date.

There’s a growing chill in the air with each passing day that keeps me on my toes. By the time I flip at the calendar on my desk and see the word ‘November’, anxiousness and excitement that have been building up for the past few weeks had hit me all at once. I can’t wait for that day to come. However, if I don’t finish the task I’ve set for myself in time, it will all be for naught.

Just a little over a week earlier, Lucien had unwittingly solved the problem that had been plaguing me since the end of autumn while we were walking down a shopping street together. “Look, isn’t that a figurine of that idol you’re friends with?”

“Huh?” Stopping in my tracks, I’d turned my attention towards the display in the store window that Lucien was pointing at. A small figurine, not much bigger than my hand, stood out amongst other dolls lined up to its right and left. “Oh, wow.” Wanting to take a closer look, I’d unthinkingly released Lucien’s hand to step closer to the glass window. It might have been small, but the details were all there – Kiro’s attention-grabbing blue eyes, the highlights in his blond hair, his bright smile, even his lean muscles – heat had crept up to my face as I’d remembered what a perfect physical specimen he was. It was like a mini-Kiro was right there in front of me. The thought of owning a tiny Kiro amused me to no end, and I’d giggled. “It really is the spitting image of Kiro!”

“Hmm.” Stepping beside me, Lucien had peered into the window, trying to see what I was seeing. “Does that mean you know his features well?”

“Huh? Oh…” Lucien’s sudden question had surprised me. I hadn’t thought of it that way. “I guess… We have worked together several times. Plus, he’s famous. You see him everywhere nowadays.”

“Really? But, if I’m not mistaken, we’ve worked together more, haven’t we?” Pressing further, Lucien had forced me to call forth the number of times he’d appeared on my show; Miracle Finder, and all the times we’d spent together working on planning it. “I’m quite sure that I’ve appeared on your show far more frequently than he has.”

“Yes, of course you have. You’re our guest expert, after all.” My gratitude for all his help had automatically brought a brilliant smile to my face.

“Then…” With one step forward, Lucien had brought himself mere inches away from me. As if that wasn’t enough to leave me all flustered, he’d taken back the hand that I’d let go earlier. “Do you remember my features as well as you know your idol friend’s?”

“Uh-huh,” I’d said stupidly, blinking up dazedly as he’d stared down at me. How was I supposed to think when his gorgeous face was so close to mine that I could feel his warm breath fanning over me? Summoning all my willpower to focus, I came up with an answer; “I can’t really say for sure when you’re right in front of me, Lucien. It’s only when I don’t see you that I can try to recall what I remember.”

“Fair enough.” It’d felt like I’d been released from a spell when Lucien had straightened back up, putting a bit of distance between us. He’d still held on to my hand, though. Not that I was complaining – the heat radiating from our point of contact was welcome in this cold weather. Yet I’d found myself thinking that I wouldn’t have minded it even if he’d held onto me on a hot, sunny day in summer. “Shall we go now?”

“Okay,” I’d given in to his gentle tugging, but as we’d walked off, I’d found myself glancing back towards the store for a final look at mini-Kiro. Even though I’d known all along how popular Kiro was, seeing such a merchandise still came as a nice surprise. Being friends with such an amazing star felt like a dream.

“Do you want to buy it?” Lucien had misinterpreted my attraction to the figurine, and his expression had fallen a little. It was almost as if he was pouting. My attention was drawn back to him instantly. This wasn’t an expression that I saw very often, if at all.

“No,” I’d clarified with a shake of my head. “It’s just mind-boggling that the person I personally know is a toy.”

Chuckling, Lucien had mused, “I wonder if collectors would agree to such a simple term as ‘toy’. But,” he’d smiled teasingly at me, all sulking gone now, “if there was a toy of you, I’d buy it immediately.”

Even though I’d laughed it off then, the thought had stayed with me long enough until I’d found the time to visit an arts and crafts shop two days after that. After explaining what I intended to make, one of the shop assistants had kindly taught me the basics that I’d need. Although I’d managed to buy all the things for the present that I want to make, I’d been so busy with work since that it’s only about half-finished now. The panic is starting to begin in earnest.

Looking at my phone as I hurry up to my apartment, I calculate that I only have less than a week to finish the present before Lucien’s birthday. The unfinished doll sitting on my coffee table is still rough in its development, with only the basic shape of a human, but without any discerning features. I suppose this is where I need to call on my powers of recollection, huh? Lucien’s question the other day about me remembering his features are called to mind, and I can’t help grinning to myself as I work on sewing the doll.

Fortuitously, Lucien is coming on set to shoot an episode of Miracle Finder the very next day. As he talks to the cameras, I find myself watching him intently, paying more attention to his fine features than I normally would. It’s no secret that Lucien is incredibly good-looking, but I’ve never given much thought to his defining attributes. His black hair is kept short and well-trimmed, in line with the rest of his appearance – Lucien has a very neat look. Without his loose, white lab coat, his sturdy build is more apparent underneath his crisp, black dress shirt and slacks. The dark colours contrast sharply with his fair skin, making him look far more noble than the average guy.

However, the feature that draws my attention immediately every time is, without a doubt, his perplexingly beautiful violet eyes. It’s not just the colour, though. There’s wisdom beyond his age hidden behind those vivid irises, so mysterious and intriguing that I can’t help wanting to stare into them for hours just to see if I can uncover what’s hidden within those depths. And yet whenever he smiles as he teases me, a little weight seems lifted from the heavy sadness that always lurks there. I’ve always wished that I can make him smile. Always. So that one day there will be no trace of that sorrow left behind.

Before I know it, shooting is wrapped up, and those eyes I’ve been watching for so long flick in my direction. Oops. Afraid that I’ve been caught in the act, I hurriedly look down at my notebook, although I have completely forgotten why it’s lying open in my lap.

“Is there something on my face?” A soft voice so close to my right ear that his breath ruffles my hair makes me jump in my seat. From the silence that follows – even my co-worker, Kiki’s excited, non-stop chattering comes to a pause – I know that the whole studio heard my startled yelp. Blood rushes to my cheeks immediately. Looking up at the source of my shock, the heat gathered in my face intensifies when I find myself almost nose to nose with Lucien, who’d bent down to whisper in my ear.

Seeing my astonished reaction elicits a low chuckle from him. It’s infuriatingly charming, because that’s what Lucien does to me. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you,” he apologises, although his sincerity isn’t all that convincing when he’s literally laughing in my face. I start to pull my face into an indignant pout, then stop when he continues, “It serves you right for staring at me all through the recording session. I could barely concentrate.”

That soft, beguiling grin of his is as nonchalant as ever, making me wonder if his words are really honest or just meant to tease me. On the other hand, regardless of my doubt, just the thought of him being distracted by me is enough to make me flustered. Oh, but I can’t tell him that I really was looking at him! “I was not staring at you!” Panic causes my denial to come out as an unconvincing, embarrassing shriek.

“Really?” Drawing up to his full height, Lucien rubs his chin thoughtfully. Knowing full well that he doesn’t believe me at all, I can’t look up at him. Instead, I give my attention to the notebook in my hand, even though I can’t make sense of anything that’s written on the white pages. “I could have sworn that I have holes from your eyes boring into me.”

“Even if that’s true, which it isn’t,” I ground out, aware of my imminent defeat but refusing to surrender, “You scared me out of my wits, so I’d say we’re even.”

“Indeed. Well, I suppose I’ll have to let you go this time,” he raises his arms in mock surrender, then stoops back down to whisper, “but I won’t go so easy on you next time.”

That titillating threat, blown into my ear like a delicious promise, sends shivers down my spine. Even though I’m at a loss for a comeback, I instinctively turn to face him, but Lucien is already walking away. Remembering that he’d said he still has some work to finish, I refrain from going after him. It’s already very gracious of him to spend his precious time recording my show. I shouldn’t bother him any further.

Fortunately, getting the recording for the next episode done gives me the time and motivation I need for the last spur of effort in finishing Lucien’s present. With the last stitching done to keep a purple button in place, I cut the thread and lean back to examine my handiwork. As far as homemade crafts go, it’s pretty good, even if I do say so myself. I’ve spent some time today to go pick up a small cake at the bakery after work, but I knew I’d have time to finish before midnight. Any weariness I may be feeling dissipates when I look at the doll and think about the man it represents.

And just in time, too. The clock hung on the wall opposite me shows that it’s ten minutes to midnight as I wrap the present with a soft, thin cloth and tie a ribbon at the top. That’s when it hits me; I’d completely forgotten to do the most important thing – ask Lucien if he’s free tonight!

Cursing my own carelessness, I jump off the sofa to get my phone. I was so absorbed in finishing the doll that I didn’t notice if there was that muted noise of the front door of the apartment next to mine closing or not, which would tell me that Lucien’s come home. Even my phone is still in my bag where it has been since I got back. Fishing the device out of my bag, I see that I have one missed call and two messages from the man himself.

“Are you home? I saw your lights are on.”

“Too busy to answer my call?”

Trying to calm myself down so I don’t give anything away, I call Lucien. “Hello?” After three rings, the familiar, comforting voice greets my ear.

“Hi. Sorry for the later response. I was a little distracted,” I say a little breathlessly. My eyes stray towards the clock again. Six minutes to midnight. “Is it okay for me to come over?”

“Now?” He asks, mild curiosity colouring his tone.

“Yes, if you don’t mind. If you’re busy, I won’t stay for very long.” I wished that he isn’t but I quickly add the last sentence anyway, afraid of being turned down.

There’s a short pause on the other end. “… Sure.” The answer prompts me to let out a breath I’m not aware I was holding. “You can stay as long as you want.”

Normally his last statement would be enough to send me into a tizzy, but I’m too pressed for time to put much thought into it. “Be there soon.” As soon as I hang up, I hurry to take the cake out of the fridge, already placed on a nice white plate. All that’s left is to light the candles. A few minutes later, I’m standing before Lucien’s door, wondering how to press his doorbell when I’m struggling to balance the cake and the present in my hands.

Just then, the door opens, revealing Lucien on the other side. “Oh! How did you know I’m here?”

“It’s easy to notice, since I’ve been waiting for you,” Lucien gives me another one of his easy smiles before he looks down at my offerings. “And what is this?”

Internally scolding myself for getting distracted, I burst into a Happy Birthday song. The corners of Lucien’s lips spread out further as he waits for me to finish. “Thank you. Would you like to come inside now?”

“Uh, yes.” Belatedly feeling foolish for singing in the corridor, I hurriedly follow him into his apartment. He closes the door behind me, but doesn’t go further into the house. Feeling awkward standing in the narrow entranceway, I ask, “Shouldn’t we go in?”

“We should,” Lucien agrees. “But before that…” Suddenly, he steps closer to me, prompting me to step back reflexively. There isn’t much space left behind me, so my back immediately hits the wall. Even though he rests a hand on the wall next to me so casually, the effect it has on me is world-shaking. Lifting my chin up, my heartbeat thunders in my ears as he leans down, moving closer and closer to me. “Perhaps I should blow the candles out before they go out on their own.”

“Oh. Right.” Stupid me and my overactive imagination! Trying to will the heat away from my face, I lift up the cake so Lucien can blow out the candles. The light in the entranceway isn’t on, and in the dimness of the small space lit only by the light from his living room, the flickering light from the candles bathes his face almost magically as he moves closer to them. With part of his face shielded by his falling bangs, what I can see of his face glows like an ethereal being. Then he takes a deep breath and releases it over the candles, extinguishing them all in a single exhale, and the moment is over, finally returning my senses to me.

Unaware of how captivated I was by him, Lucien moves away and invites me in. The desk he works at in the corner is littered with papers, but his coffee table remains neat and clear, giving me space to set down the cake and my gift. “Are you still working?”

“I just finished when you came,” he assures me. Although not entirely convinced that he’s telling me the truth, I don’t want to contest his statement. Just give me a chance to give this to him properly. I won’t disturb him for too long, I vow to myself.

“You shouldn’t be working on your birthday, you know.”

“Well, my birthday just started, so technically, I wasn’t.” Informing me of this so matter-of-factly is meant to rile me up, so I fight the urge to pout like I know he’s expecting. Sensing my infuriation anyway, Lucien’s lips perk up as he takes a seat next to me on the sofa. “Besides, now I have the best excuse to stop working and unwind. I can’t think of a better way to start my birthday and end my night than spending it with you.”

Sweet words like thick honey leaves me at a loss for words, and I turn away before he can see how affected I am by them. Correctly assuming that he can’t get a response from me – not anytime soon, anyway – he reaches out for the small bundle next to the cake. “Is this for me?”

“It’s a gift for your birthday,” I confirm with a nod. “It isn’t much, though.”

“No gift from you is too little.” Holding the present in his hands carefully as if it’s precious china, his eyes shine with something that I don’t remember ever seeing before. He looks… happy. Just seeing it lifts my spirits up to new heights. “Can I open it?”

“Go ahead.” As his long, elegant fingers tug at the purple ribbon, my heart starts racing again. For a different reason this time. Is it really good enough to be a present? Would such a clumsy, hand-made knick-knack be a good fit for someone as classy as Lucien? Will he hate it? Questions fly through my mind like a tornado as he unveils the present.

Once he pulls the ribbon, the white cloth that has been wrapping the gift falls away, revealing the doll. Lucien’s eyes widen as he takes it in. Well, at the very least, it seems like I’ve managed to surprise him. It isn’t very big – just about as tall as the tablet he uses at work – but in his large hands, it looks really tiny. Said hands pick it up and turn it over, observing my handiwork from every angle. I feel like my work is being put under careful inspection, and it’s making me really nervous. “It’s nothing special, it’s just a hand-made thing after all. Nowhere as detailed or impressive like the figurine we saw the other day…”

“Yet to me, it is the more precious and amazing than anything you can buy at a store,” Lucien finishes for me, cutting my self-depreciating babbling short. My spirits perk back up with his words. Does that mean he likes it, after all?

“I do. Judging from this, I suppose we can conclude that you do remember my features well,” he answers happily when I’ve mustered enough courage to ask. Then he sobers. “Although, there is just one problem.”

“What is it??” Once again, I start to panic, holding myself back just enough so that I don’t snatch the gift away from him to see what’s wrong with it. Is there a loose thread? Are the violet-button eyes lopsided? Is the pristine white lab coat it’s wearing stained?

Watching my barely-contained anxiousness, Lucien lets out a light, mirthful laugh. “If you remember our conversation from the other day, I said I’d like a doll of you, not of myself.”

“Oh.” For a moment, relief washes over me, before his words sinks in and draws out shyness instead. How could I make a doll of myself?! And especially as a present for him! I’m nowhere near that self-confident enough for that. Trying to wiggle my way out, I giggle nervously. “What would you want something like that for? So you can stick pins in it?”

“I would never do something so horrible to anything that looks as cute as you are,” he titters at the thought. “It’s simply so that I can bring you with me everywhere I go, and look at you all that I want. But since you wouldn’t make me one, you’ll just have to stay by my side. Always.” He shifts closer to me on the couch, until our knees are bumping into each other. My heart drums an erratic beat as he moves closer and closer, until our lips are just about to touch. Then he stops.

Having him stare at me with barely any space between us is making me squirm with anticipation and longing. After a few seconds, I can no longer bear it. “Um, Lucien…?”

“Hmm?” He’s so close that I can feel his very lips vibrating from the sound that he makes.

“Wha– what are you doing?” I whisper. It feels inappropriate to speak above the softest volume imaginable. At this distance, he can hear me breathe anyhow.

“Why, looking at you all I want, of course.” I can hear the trill of laughter in his answer, but I can’t think rationally enough to get mad at him for teasing me, much less come up with a witty retort. “Although… there is no way I can stop myself when you’re this close to me.”

Before I can ask him what he means, Lucien closes the infinitesimal gap between us, and anything I might have to say is lost in our kiss. Wrapped in his tender embrace, drowning in his gentle kisses, I don’t think I mind him looking at me all that much, after all. If this is how it’s going to be, I wish Lucien’s birthday would never end.

Thank you for reading! All feedback is welcome.

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MLQC Season 2 Chapter 21 (Kiro) Part 3 [Taking a Risk] & [Little Star] Translation [CN]

***SPOILERS*** THIS POST CONTAINS HEAVY SPOILERS FOR CONTENT NOT YET RELEASED ON EN SERVER!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!***

For previous translations of chapter 21: Part 1/ Part 2

[Taking A Risk]

Warm light reflects off the vintage crystal chandelier, casting fine shadows on the wall.

I returned to my room the next day. The service of storing Evol seemed to require a special number to be called.

I looked at the introduction in the hotel guide and dialed the number written on it.

Waiter: Hello, what can I do for you?

MC: Ahem, hello, I want to enjoy the service of storing Evol. How do I do it?

Waiter: What is your Evol type?

MC: ….My Evol deals with memory.

Waiter: Okay, the information has been registered for you.

Waiter: Please wait in the room for a moment. We will send a dedicated service staff to serve you.

I put down the phone and looked at Helios standing to the side with a worried look.

Helios: Now, we wait.

However, a few hours passed and there was still no sign of movement.

I leaned on the soft pillow a little nervously, looked towards the cabinet opposite me, and spoke quietly.

MC: …Helios, are you asleep?

After a while, a questioning sound came from the cabinet.

Helios: I’m asleep.

Hearing what he said, I couldn’t help but smile.

MC: Then Mr. Sleep Talker, shouldn’t you open the cabinet door a little bit to let some air out?

MC: Besides, this room has been checked and there’s no monitor, so you don’t have to hide so soon.

The air fell silent again and soon the cabinet door creaked to reveal a gap.

The light outside the door instantly spilled in, making those azure blue eyes clearer.

I lowered my head and looked at the closet. The space inside was really small. He could only sit down on the wooden board with his legs bent and his knees pressed to his chest.

Such a well-behaved sitting position matched with that expression.

I snickered in my heart and rested my head on my hand.

MC: After we leave this place, shall we go on a walk together and bask in the sun?

Helios: ….

The cabinet door became quiet again and occasionally I could hear shallow breathing.

I was about to change the subject when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Almost instantly, the faint beam of light from the cabinet door disappeared once more.

??: Dear guest, the service you requested has been processed.

??: If you’re ready, please press the button inside the handle.

MC: Okay.

I walked past the closet and knocked lightly with my fingertips. I went to the door and bent down.

With his reminder, I noticed that there was an extremely tiny button on the deep side of the handle.

MC: …This is too secretive.

The moment the button was pressed, the side wall suddenly pushed back and slowly pulled away to the left.

A waiter stood behind the hidden door and politely bowed.

Waiter: Pardon me.

MC: …Don’t you think this is a bit scary?

Waiter: In order to ensure the privacy of each guest, I am sorry that it has brought you a bad experience. We will make better improvements next time.

MC: …..

Waiter: Please follow me.

I walked into the secret door with no expression on my face. Then, I turned a corner into a deep corridor and I secretly felt that it was no wonder that Helios couldn’t find it.

This is too well hidden.

We walked into the elevator and the waiter pressed the only button on the panel.

The elevator shook slightly. The waiter frowned and looked up.

I vaguely guessed the reason for the elevator shaking so I spoke up. ***Is Helios gonna take a ride on top of the elevator??? So badass!!!***

MC: What’s the matter?

Waiter: Ah, I’m apologize for making you feel anxious.

Waiter: This elevator doesn’t normally shake.

MC: Probably your imagination? This elevator feels very stable to me. ***MC is getting better at her acting skills 😆***

The waiter nodded and faced the elevator door again.

The ride took longer than expected and it took about a minute before the elevator slowly came to a stop.

After we walked another long corridor, we finally stopped in front of a wooden door. The waiter knocked gently on the door before pushing it away, turned around and made an inviting gesture with his hand to me.

I walked in and found that it was just an extremely normal room. There was nothing around that indicated a device to store Evol.

At the table in the middle of the room was a man who looked seventy or eighty years old, and behind him stood a very burly man.

The elderly man was very old. His thick eyelids were pulled down low, almost covering both eyes.

He raised his eyes laboriously, reached out his fingers and tapped on the table, motioning me to sit down.

I sat in front of the old man. My other hand quietly touched the anesthesia gun at my waist.

Old man: Extend your hand.

MC: Before I do that, can you tell me the process of how Evol is stored first?

MC: Even though I requested the service, I also have the right to ask how it works.

The old man didn’t speak as if he was about to fall asleep.

Man: Guest, your hand is part of the process.

The man behind him replied in a low voice and walked to my side with a sense of unspeakable oppression.

MC: …

Man: Guest, is there a problem?

??: The problem is you.

An intense silver light appeared behind the man like a ghost and the chilling light made those blue eyes look even colder.

Almost instantaneously, his question was interrupted by the sound of broken bones in the air.

The swift figure resembled a crescent silver moon, leaving traces like a shadow.

The man was unresponsive as if he didn’t care about his slightly twisted arm. A silver pillar made iron steel condensed in the palm of his hand and he swung it at Helios.

Helios pulled out two handles from behind his waist. The knife blades clashed against the silver pillar, making a harsh rubbing sound.

At the same time, I immediately grabbed the stiff and somewhat lethargic old man and hid off to the side.

This old man is definitely a certain key and we can’t let him get injured here.

I can’t help much at this time but at least I won’t hinder Helios.

A look of surprise flashed in the man’s eyes. After thinking for a bit, he waved his hand and countless small, silver needles appeared in the air, shooting them straight at Helios.

Only the silver light is no longer there.

In the moment of confusion, Helios had already appeared behind him. The cold knife reflecting the man’s terrified eyes.

Helios: Fool.

There was not even a scream but a faint voice came.

Helios held the dagger and walked towards the old man with a blank face, covering most of the light in the room, looking at him condescendingly.

Helios: I don’t have time for nonsense.

Helios: Who are you?

[Little Star]

The old man shivered at the figure shining in the cold light, breathless with fear.

Old man: Don’t kill me. I, I was threatened….

He opened his mouth blankly, ready to say something.

All of a sudden, the air around him instantly became distorted, gradually swallowing his body and began to dissipate like a bubble.

In the middle of disappearing, the old man tried hard to hold onto Helios’ hand.

But it only passed through his body.

Old man: Please, you….must help me….

In the silent room, there was only a trembling echo, as if the old man was never there.

I stared blankly at what was happening, a bit in disbelief.

MC: Helios, he’s…

Helios: Leave here first.

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to pull me.

Suddenly, the floor under our feet began to shake, and an inexplicable sense of dizziness filled my entire brain which caused me to lean back.

Helios: MC!

A black line ran across us suddenly like a crack. I stretched out my hand and in my peripheral vision, I saw Helios preparing to jump—

In the next second, the entire space seemed to rotate violently and the huge inertia forced me to slam into the wall on my right.

The scenery in front of me is like a pop-up book that has been quickly flipped through, continuously  changing and becoming blurry.

I curled up in pain. The heavy pain constantly eroding my willpower.

MC: Helios…

I feel like I lost consciousness.

Under the night sky, in the center of the fountain with exquisite patterns, water gushed out of the nozzle from the statue.

A man was sitting on a recliner by the fountain, looking at a Rubik’s Cube suspended diagonally in the air.

He raised his head, staring alertly at the old man sitting on the ground.

??: You’re really going to cause trouble for me.

While he said this, the man’s eyes flashed with excitement and madness, his fingers shaking.

The Rubik’s Cube began to flicker with strange lights and flipped over.

??: But I also see that he’s been quite the eyesore for a long time. I can finally crush him now, right?

Helios: ….

Helios: ….MC.

Helios: Kilo, display location.

Amongst the chaos, I vaguely heard an extremely anxious and nervous voice reach my ears.

Helios: Damn it.

Helios: MC!! Can you hear me?!

I opened my eyes slowly and my body felt like it was falling apart. I wanted to lift my right arm to prop myself up, but immediately felt the sharp pain.

The scene in front me seemed to be split with half of it that was the room I was previously in and the other half a dense bamboo forest.

MC: ….I can hear you.

As soon as I made a sound, the rapid breathing in my ear seemed to stop for a moment.

Helios: Are you hurt anywhere?

I smiled bitterly, pulled myself and sat in a corner, trying hard to stand up.

MC: It seems that I hit arm when I crashed into the wall.

Although it was very painful that I wanted to cry, I managed to make my voice not sound so weak.

Helios: …Does it hurt?

His voice was very soft, with some far-off and familiar tenderness in it, making my nose tingle instantly.

For a while, I was a little confused, either from the intense pain or the softness that I hadn’t heard for a long time.

***If you choose the top answer: “It hurts”***

MC: ….It hurts.

MC: *sniffles*….It really hurts.

I couldn’t hold back the emotions surging in my heart and the grievances I had suppressed also came pouring out.

Helios: …Don’t cry.

I rarely heard his voice sound so flustered. It sounds just like the bewildered boy in my memory.

***If you choose the bottom answer: “It doesn’t hurt”***

MC: I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt at all.

I was full of vigor and laughed, holding my arm. Gritting my teeth, tears came from my eyes unconsciously.

MC: What about you? Are you okay...?

Helios: MC.

On the other side of the line, Helios interrupted me smoothly.

Helios: The sound of your tears falling on the ground is loud.

I blinked, pressed my mouth, and vigorously wiped the tears with the back of my hand.

MC: How can that be...

A soft laugh came to my ears, like a feather, warming my heart.

Helios: I will be by your side soon so don’t cry.

MC: Then sing to me and I’ll stop.

Helios: ….

As soon as I spoke, I heard the sound of heavy objects rolling along the ground.

The sound of the wind kept passing by and Helios seemed to be running quickly, with a slight gasp from time to time.

My heart lurched suddenly and I felt a bad premonition rise up.

MC: What happened to you…..? Are you in some dangerous space again?

After a moment of silence, Helios replied with an answer that was completely irrelevant to my question.

Helios: What do want to hear me sing?

I was stunned. The whistling sound in my ear continued.

MC: It doesn’t matter. You must ensure your safety first!

Helios: How about “Little Star” (aka “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star)?

MC: ….

The sound of the heavy objects rolling was getting closer and closer in my ears as if they wanted to run him over.

In the huge roar, a leisurely singing voice rang in my ears.

Helios: Twinkle twinkle, little star….

Helios: How I wonder what you are.

Those loud noises seemed to be shielded by a transparent film and only his faint singing voice remained in the whole world.

Gentle and firm.

His singing was mixed with rapid breaths and at this moment, it was like a soft embrace that enveloped me in it.

When the last melody descended softly, the chilling sound of a dagger being thrown ended the roar altogether and the world fell silent.

Helios: Don’t cry anymore.

His uncertain questions made me rub my eyes dumbfoundedly.

MC: Amazing, it doesn’t hurt anymore.

A soft laugh came from my ear and I seemed to be able to imagine his helpless smile.

MC: Helios, where do I go?

Helios: You’re injured so stay where you are.

MC: My hand is fine! Although I still don’t understand the operating structure of this space….

MC: But if we both head in the same direction, it will definitely be quicker!

Helios: ….

MC: Let’s go together.

I straightened up, looked at the door I front of me and said firmly to him.

The silent sound of running and the “whoosh” of a knife blade rushed into my ears. I quietly waited for his response.

Helios: Alright.

Helios: Let’s do it. 

He let out a long sigh of relief, without saying a word, as if looking for our next route.

Helios: Open the door behind you.

Helios: Walk slowly.

MC: Roger!

I held out my arm and opened the door without hesitation in accordance with his instructions and strode inside.

I looked around and found myself standing on the stairs of an abandoned building. His voice immediately came to my ears.

Helios: Go up and push open the door on the top floor.

I turned and moved precisely according to his directions.

Obviously we are far apart from each other, but he knows where I am at this moment. It felt like he was right beside me.

I opened the door and was greeted by the bright sun shining in my eyes.

Taking a look, I found myself standing on the roof of a bell tower.

Helios: Grab hold of something. The Rubik’s Cube is about to turn.

I reacted instinctively and immediately grabbed a heavy rope after hearing his words.

Right afterwards, the familiar feeling of inversion came and I closed my eyes and held onto the rope tightly, waiting for the rotation to stop.

Soon the world returned back to normal. I opened my eyes and found that the scene in front of me hadn’t changed much.

***THIS IS SO INSANE AND I LOVE IT!!!***

Helios: Is your arm okay?

MC: No worries!

He was quiet for a while as if deciding on something.

Helios: MC, jump down.

I couldn’t help being startled, moving my feet and looking down.

The bell tower extends into the clouds. Thick clouds hang in the air and the howling wind beats against me, constantly reminding me of how high the bell tower is.

Breathing deeply, I climbed to the edge of the clock tower.

Helios: You can also wait for me to come see you.

He seemed to guess what I was thinking and his tone was softer than before.

MC: It’s no good if only one person is doing all the running.

After speaking, I took a deep breath and jumped.

The light, shadow and wind rushed past my ears, but I didn’t have the slightest timidness in my heart.

Because I know that this can get me a little bit closer to him. ***YES!!! THAT’S MY GIRL!!! GO TO YOUR MAN!!!😭😭😭  KIRO AND MC RUNNING TOWARDS EACH OTHER HENCE THE REASON WHY THE KARMA IS CALLED “RUN TO YOU” 🥺🥺🥺💕💕💕

As I continued to fall, the space on the ground became distorted again until finally forming a door.

On the other end of the gate is a net woven with countless colorful soft bands which safely stopped my fall.

I steadied my heartbeat and looked up to find that this was a trampoline.

Sponges of different shapes were staggered and stacked and there was a door on the diving platform directly above.

MC: Helios, there’s a door on the platform not far away. Should I go there?

Helios: MC, go…

His voice became sporadic until a harsh electric static rang out and then nothing.

MC: Helios….?

I called his name but I didn’t hear any response.

MC: Did the communication get interrupted?

I looked at the door in the distance, thinking about what Helios didn’t finish saying.

Does he want me to go there? Or does he want me to choose another door?

I pursed my mouth, looked around, and found that there were several identical doors in the distance.

I hesitated and finally my eyes came back to the door on the diving platform.

Inexplicable intuition told me that he wanted me to go through this door.

MC: Take a gamble.

I stood up, climbed onto the platform, and grabbed the upper door handle—

Then, I was met by an endless stream of cars whizzing past me.

[End of Part 3]

This chapter is crazy!!! So much excitement, action, and sweet moments between Kiro and MC!!! My heart!!!🥺💕

[lildowdow123]

MLQC Guys being jealous (slight NSFW for Vic and Lu)

Hey everyone, I'm glad that people like my last piece so I decides to make another one. Hopefully you guys like it too. There may he some spoilers. If so I'll put it in ** so you can just be a Goldman and avert your eyes. Btw, in these, you're dating the s/o in question just to clear up any confusion

Also, feel free to drop me a message to ask me to do a particular scene. If I can, I'll do it

Exel own the bois

Lets get to it

Victor slight NSFW

Normally, its us who has our green eyed monster rear its head. Contenders for our medusa stares are socialites wanting to get a piece of Loveland's most eligible batchelor (like Chik) , the new pretty interns who spends a little too long with Victor

It is a rare event when the tables are turned and it is Victor questioning himself on weather he has it in him keep you with him. But rare isn't a never

At events like the LFG charity ball or an Investors evening, any occasion where MC dresses up and gets a little fancy, the CEO's blood pressure begins to rise when he sees how much male attention you get. Not in a creepy possessive way. More a jealous way.

You're chatting with another business owner, just making polite conversation with the man. Of course you get compliments on your outfit or maybe your hair. You're god damn gorgeous

The conversation gets more and more friendly. Small lines are dropped here and there like "Wow that colour really goes well with your eyes" or "It suits your figure" until soon enough he is asking you back to his place after this

You're a little taken aback by the offer at first. "Oh I'm really sorry.." you try to start. A shadow looms over you. The charming sexy devil in his suit has arrived

An arm finds his way around your silk covered waist, pulling you to him. He won't say anything unpleasant or nasty, the boi has decorum but he will make sure this man knows you're his

"Who's this MC?" Victor asks, his cold stare not moving away from the other man. He will hold his free hand out for him to shake while he introduces himself, not giving a damn about the mans name. He wont be around you two for much longer

"Victor Li. I'm with MC" and with that, the poor other man knows you're not available

His chit chat is far less flirtatious now that LFG's bossy bitch is standing with you anchored to him

After the event, when you two are driving back, feel free to give him a small rant on how the other man was just being friendly and that he shouldn't have scared him shitless. He may not take it seriously and argue that he was flirting with you and that he will not let someone else lure away his woman

A long night of jealousy/make up sex will follow as soon as you get back to his place. He will dirty talk you sometimes if you make him jealous. Things like "do you like my cock? Only I can make you feel this way" He'll take you all night and make sure that you have forgotten all about the other man

Kiro

Tbh, I find it really hard to imagine Kiro getting really jealous. He is always so bright and cheerful that it would be hard to see his green eyed monster. So forgive me if this is a little wishy washy

You and the backstage team are preparing for an episode of your show which Kiro will guest star in. He is getting prepped to be in front of the cameras when he sees you talking to one of his crew. It's pretty normal stuff. Communication between your team and his team is key to make this run smoothly so he doesn't pay that much mind. He just watches Miss Chips pull the concentrated face you make (also, it's been pointed out to me by another Tumblr writer that MC is an acronym for Miss Chips) because it's cute to see you get passionate about your work

That is something they all really appreciate about you

His attention is turned away from you and back to his makeup artist who is nearly done and just needs him to close his eyes for some setting spray but when he opens them again, the stagehand is much closer and leaning in for a kiss.

Miss Chips is leaning back away because she is already in a relationship with Kiro but the boy just keeps closing in.

Not on his watch *SPOILER: He has to stop himself from having a full on Helios moment with the guy*

"Hey, Miss Chips. I'm ready do you need me anywhere?" You hear the chipper voice of your star and boyfriend call out as he walks up to you, planting a kiss on your forehead. Stage boy backs up a little, seeing Kiro place his metaphorical stake on you.

He won't scream or shout or threaten violence on the boy. No, his way of expressing this jealousy is much more passive aggressive way. His smile will still be bright and his voice as happy as ever but after MC explains that she was just telling the guy that she needs the lights checked or something, he adds "so please do that now" in the most delightful tone he could muster

He might as well have said fuck off to the guy

He wont wait until they have privacy, he will make out with his MC as the backstage crew busy themselves around they, pinning the rest of you to the wall *SPOILERS kind of like that Kiro Kiss date* May earn some raised eyebrows from Kiki and Willow and a huff from the make up artist as his lip balm gets all over you.

Gavin

*SPOILERS I MIGHT AS WELL JUST PUT IT HERE BECAUSE THIS ONE IS KIND OF ONE BIG SPOILER THROUGHOUT ALSO, THIS ONE WILL NEED A FEW SMALL THINGS LIKE PEOPLE FORGETTING YOU EXIST THINGS TO NOT HAPPEN. OK?*

One word is needed to explain how BirdCop will get jealous on this. That word is Shaw

The guy is the embodiment of sexual energy, probably most teenage girls fantasy. Sk8ter boi with a nonchalant outlook on rules and authority with enough big dick energy to power New York. Now, MC isn't a teen anymore but it doesn't mean that you're not immune to his flirtatious charms

He was reluctant to let you meet his brother. In fact, for a long period of time he was completely opposed to it. Then, you two ran into eachother on the bus. Ooops

Ever since, whenever you two interact, Gavin feels the need to be around in some way. Weather it be with her, tuning into the Wind FM to feel that is happening or flying around wherever they are. It could be thought of as stalkerish but it comes from a good place..I think

Irrational things would be flying around his head. I mean, it's his brother. Jesus! "He's not even that much taller than me! And younger than me! How could he even attract her?"

Shaw being Shaw is sure to make some kind of comment that is bound to set Gavin off. It probably would turn into a fight. Like, not even a civilised wrestling round, like a proper bitch fight brawl. He'd tackle his brother's ass to the ground and start punching, maybe hair pulling so he can keep punching. Shaw would be putting up one hell of a fight just to bruise Gavin. Poor MC has to try and break up this shit

Later, once the fight has stopped and MC has managed to get Gavin away, she has to ice him down and try to patch up some of the scrapes that he had gotten.

Mother duck MC comes out in spectacular fashion to scold him, telling him not to do that again. Gavin will probably explain why he felt jealous of his brother but will do so with the biggest blush ever. Poor thing is a bit insecure about you and his brother but you'll find a way to try and ease it for him

Lucien slight NSFW

The man has a cool calm demeanor and a confidence that seems unshakable. Damn he looks hot while giving his lectures at Loveland Uni

Being the hot as hell POA that you are, you turn the heads of some of the university boys there. I mean, really. What's there not to love about you. You're fucking cute

He may not show his jealousy but it is there, building like a shaken coke bottle. Watching a guy sneak small whispers to you during his lecture? Not going to go unpunished.

Has the manners not to call you two out in front of the entire class but after his lecture ends, you best believe that this man is going to make the two of you stay behind.

Once all the other students have filed out of the lecture hall, he will begin. In his low, unwavering voice he will say to both of you (but mainly the guy since he did most of the talking) "I don't appreciate being talked over in my own lecture hall. If you don't have the courtesy to let other students learn, then I urge you to leave." He says, all serious. The small smile he usually gives you will not be there. It's more than just a light scolding.

Once he dismisses the other student, who leaves a little scared of how the professor talked to him, he will give you your scolding by going to the seat behind a desk and patting his knee. He takes off his glasses and gives you one of those piercing stares that let you know that he is deadly serious

Even if you protest that he was the one who started talking to you, he will not even say a word. His eyes will never leave you as you try convince him. This man is a bad jealous (not bad bad but pretty bad at handling it)

After you finally bend over his knee, he will pull down your trousers or skirt and tug down your panties, letting them pool at your bent knees. "You know that I don't like to share you MC" he will say in his deep voice

You'd best believe that he is making you count each one and thank the professor. You can feel his fingers occasionally dip down to tease you a little before returning to your now pink ass

20 spanks and a whole round of orgasm denial later, he will send you on your way but tells you to come over to his place later where you will continue...

I hope you enjoyed that. I am sorry if Lucien was a little short. I'll try to do better next time. If you have any scenes you want in particular, feel free to leave me a message and I'll do my best to complete it

Thank you