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@❛ lalisa m。 Hero⁠—it's not the first word Baekhyun would use to describe himself, or the first ten words in fact. But to hear it from her, falling so easily from her pretty lips, he could probably even believe it for himself. The sight of her, mouth full and occupied by the food that he's brought, brings upon not only a smile on his face but a warmth to his existence. Had he, without knowing, been living in a cold dark endless abyss all these years? Something within him has warmed in her presence, like a frostbitten heart being melted by the heat of a fireplace. Except Lisa is the fire, and the fireplace is home. "You too," he manages, simpering smile on his lips. "I know you'll be a great lawyer one day. A doctor and a lawyer, look at us," chuckles Baekhyun, gazing down at the cats burrowing into his humanly warmth. "Give me a bite?" He asks, opening his mouth.

@❛ baekhyun b。 “Saving lives,” she repeats when she swallows that very first bite, straightening her posture to look over at him with a fond gaze. “You might as well be. It takes a lot of strength and willpower for you to be in the position you’re in, in addition to the years of schooling you had to soldier through. It’s admirable. Truly a hero.” She comments with a small smile, leaning forward to pick out a piece of fried pork cutlet with her chopsticks, taking a bite of that with a satisfied smile. “Sorry,” she mumbles with full, a doting smile curving upon her lips when she turns to look at them again. ‘Kids,’ he said. As if they were his own. Only then, just as she's chewing on yet another piece of pork cutlet, did she realize how quickly this man managed to integrate himself into her life. And so naturally too. It was as if he was always there, and she could not, at least in that moment, remember what it was like before this.

@❛ lalisa m。 "Saving lives." He repeats it, tasting it on his tongue before letting out a gentle snort as though amused by her words. "You make it sound so amazing, like I'm Spider-man or something," he retorts, watching with entertained fervor as she consumes a large bite in . "But I guess it is what I've always wanted to do, save lives. It just doesn't feel like that in the moment, it just feels like I'm doing what I went to school for.. then I get wives and children and husbands crying thanking me and then I realize... maybe I am doing something worthwhile," he trails, not realizing how he had suddenly hardened, turning serious though his goofy disposition returns once more as he catches wind of the curse leaving her lips. "Hey, not in front of the children," Baekhyun chastises, playfully covering Leo's ears.

@❛ baekhyun b。 “I’m not going to let you clean my apartment when you’re already exhausted from saving lives, babe,” she refuted with a roll of her eyes. Just as she finally settles upon the soft cushions of her sofa, she directs most of her attention to the food laid out before her with anticipation. As if on cue, right before she reaches out for the black bean noodles, her stomach belches out an unflattering growl, to which she responds to with a bashful smile. Reaching out for a pair of chopsticks, she slips the wooden sticks out from their paper casing to break them, before carefully picking up the rather large styrofoam container of jjajangmyeon. “Holy ,” she whispered, twirling a heaping of noodles around her chopsticks. Without an ounce of reluctance, she takes a bite of the sauce-coated food, groaning in delight.

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@❛ lalisa m。 The smell of food wafts through the air and into his welcoming nose, distracting him momentarily from his task of running his fingers through Lily's silky fur as he watches her unbox his bearings. In this moment all his senses are occupied, the smell in the air, the godly sight of her, the comfortable feel of fur between his fingers. It's all comfortable, far too welcomed in his busy mind. "That's okay, babe. You should have waited, we could have cleaned together." The idea is almost entertaining in his mind, the idea of both of them on their knees cleaning the floor and the kitchen among other things together. It's far too domestic, but it makes him smile.

@❛ baekhyun b。 She hardly suppresses her visible excitement for the food, eagerly wedging herself on the ivory cushions in between two of her identical kittens just to lean forward and untie the plastic bag. Without hesitation, she’s laying out each of the styrofoam containers, the delicious aroma of black bean and fried entrées wafting up her nose, nearly obscuring the evidence of her previous activities. “You’re a godsend,” she murmurs with a wide grin, leaning in to press a chaste kiss upon her lips before pushing herself off the couch to open a couple of windows. “Sorry for the scent, by the way,” she comments sheepishly whilst returning to his side. “I didn’t get a chance to clean this weekend, so I thought I’d get that done before you came over.”

@❛ lalisa m。 "I brought enough for you and more," he chuckles, growing increasingly amused by her undeniable hunger, likely ensued by the smell of cleaning detergent still lingering in the air from her earlier activities. Gently does he place the bag containing her prized goods onto the coffee table before settling onto the couch, for he'd much rather place his attention on the four little furballs that he has grown close to in the past few weeks. "Hello, children," he grins to them, as though they were capable of understanding such human sentiments. Both Lily and Leo lurch forward into his arms at this, and he picks them up into his embrace to rest them over his lap. "Go ahead and eat babe, I know you're hungry. I can smell your hard work," he chuckles.

@❛ baekhyun b。 A honeyed gaze falls upon the seraphic physiognomy before her; beautiful and absolutely breathtaking despite the very relaxed ensemble of his attire. Not that it mattered what he wore, she found herself utterly attracted to the male despite how he looked, especially with the simper that graces such pretty tiers. She takes a moment to admire the man before her, determining that this is indeed a nice change of view from text on paper. “Yeah,” she murmurs, reaching up to scrunch her lightly damp, raven tresses, before closing the door behind him when he steps into her home. She chuckles at this, content with the fact that they’ve grown comfortable enough with one another to welcome themselves in each other’s abodes. “Good, I’m starving,” she groans, slipping past his figure to lead him to the living room, where all four of her cats await the familiar visitor.

@❛ lalisa m。 Awaiting the opening of the door before him, Baekhyun leans back and forth on his heels, a personal seesaw for entertainment while he awaits the appearance of the person he wanted to place his focus on. From his lips comes a gentle whistle, though the song he's creating is not one he can vividly remember. All it is is a placeholder for his attention until Lisa's appearance. The food he's carrying in his hands burn into his skin from the slight heat, pressing the bag of food to his torso, and this is all he feels before the door opens and Lisa falls into his sight, then he feels everything. "Beautiful," he manages, peaceful smile over his tiers as his gaze falls upon her. "Just showered?" He welcomes himself in, stepping inside but not before leaning forward, placing a casual peck to her cheek. Casual, natural, as he wants it to be. "I brought the goods," he says as he holds up the bag of her requested food.

@❛ baekhyun b。 The shower was perhaps the most relaxing part of her day by far. After enduring every little thing she had put herself through within the long hours of the day, a steaming, hot shower was in fact what she needed. Not only did the water and soap wash away all sweat and dirt, but it drained her of the stress, shoulders deflating beneath the pressure of the showerhead. Soft sighs echoed repeatedly within the bathroom walls, relaxation at once allowing her mind and muscles to loosen, for she could be free from work and finally unwind, starting tonight. With soft, satisfied hums, she stepped out of the shower to prepare herself for the little date she had planned with a particularly special person. And she wasted absolutey no time. Not once did she pick up her phone to check any messages from colleagues or friends, instead placing all of her focus into skincare and blowdrying her hair. After choosing to sport a simple, oversized black tee and a small pair of shorts of the same color, she made her way downstairs, just in time to hear the chime of the doorbell. With a skip in her step does she make her way to the door, swinging it open with the widest smile gracing her features. “Handsome.”

@❛ lalisa m。 To say that he has had a long day is a complete understatement—he had indeed spilled a bottle of saline all over himself right before a big surgery, all over the material of his scrubs, and had even later been scolded by the head surgeon. There's nothing he wants more than to return home and rest in the comfort of his bed. Except now, perhaps home isn't always a place to him. In fact, he pays little attention to his apartment when he returns, simply dropping the promised meal on his coffee table before jogging to his room to rid himself of his tight clothes. Once he's rested in a t-shirt accompanied by gray sweats, he looks in the mirror, ruffles his hair to loosen it from its hold by the hair gel, then grabs his food and is out of the apartment. Swinging the bag slightly as he walks, he makes his way to Lisa's apartment with a slight smile spread across the tint of his lips, as though he hadn't had the most gruesome work day he's had in a long while. With a slight pep in his step does he arrive upon her doorstep, knocking gently.

@❛ baekhyun b。 An exasperated exhale releases in the form of gusts of air through her nostrils. As yet another loose strand of hair falls free from her poorly secured bun, she’s quick to brush it away, along with the beads of sweat that perspirate on her forehead, the larger droplets collecting on dark, marred brows. Every now and again does she lift her forearm to briskly wipe at her visage whilst rolling her shoulders back and moving her head side to side to crack her neck. The female lets out a groan, followed by yet another vexed sigh, before wiping down the last bit of parquet. “And that’s done,” she mutters to herself, putting her cleaning supplies away, along with the yellow latex gloves worn to protect her dainty little hands. She takes one last look at her freshened abode as she ascends to the second floor, before retreating to her bedroom. The chime from her phone catches her attention, to which she picks up out of curiosity. A smile instantly brightens her countenance as she reads the text, sending a quick reply, then hopping into her shower to freshen up before her guest arrives.

@❛ sam k。 @❛ ariana g。 The usual appearance of indifference in her demeanor shattered as soon as an umber gaze meets her downcast gaze. Glossed over with tears, clouding the apparent confusion that is otherwise evoked in the cadence of her demand. Demand for answers, and understandably so. No one deserved what she went through, and Lalisa had been the cruel one to withold information from her. Information that she had no right to keep, for it was a life that was not her own. So with a careful nod, she extends her hand, motioning for the couple to continue through the hallway to make themselves comfortable in her living room. Shutting the door behind her, she follows their figures, situating herself upon the wall beside the floor-to-ceiling high windows. “I never wanted to keep it from you,” she begins, heaving out a short breath. “But when the accident happened, when your father and brother took you, they reached out to me.”

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@❛ sam k。 @❛ lalisa m。 despite remaining scatterbrained and sent into a frenzy that could only be accompanied by slight nausea and complete anxiety, her attention immediately narrows in on that of the female now standing in front of her. it felt....odd, feeling so many emotions at once. angry, sad, confused— so ariana is thankful when the male behind her takes the lead, to which she follows suit in an immediate manner. though remaining silent, her eyes speak a plethora of questions, stinging once more with the familiarity of tears as her heart seemingly jumps right into . “i expect to be told everything that you know, that i don’t.” she mutters. “and /why/ you have kept everything from me. especially when I’ve been open with you about how things have been feeling weird and you sat there and /agreed/.” stopping herself before her tone raises, her shoulder brushes upon sam’s as she angles herself just the slightest bit behind him, reaching up with her free hand to tuck away her hair. “..please.”

@❛ youngho s。 Her honeyed gaze glosses over his figure, ever so effortless with unkempt hair and an ensemble of all-black attire. It’s a classic look for Johnny Seo, she’s learned over the year, and she has yet to tire of it. Perhaps its the warmth that radiates off of such familiarity, the unwavering sight bringing comfort to the girl who seeks just that. It’s funny, really, how juxtaposing the two people appear to be, with the lighter hues of her clothing spotlighting her jovial demeanor as opposed to his more reserved persona. And yet, they are so very similar in many ways, though this remains unexplored, especially with the little time they could spare for one another. So when he brings news of his plan (albeit last minute), she is more than happy to go along with it. “I’m already dressed,” she chuckles in delight, motioning to the red long-sleeve crop top and high-waisted jeans, before turning to grab some shoes from the drawers beside the entrance. “I just need to grab some shoes.”

@❛ sam k。 @❛ ariana g。 An array of textbooks and stacks of paper are splayed out on her dining table, until half of the maple wood beneath can barely be seen. The clutter before her petite figure is perhaps the best tangible representation of her convoluted thoughts, as her head is not only ridden with legal jargon, but the anxiety that surfaced upon receiving the set of texts from Ariana. It has been a couple of hours since they've conversed, and since then has she been thinking of the right thing to say, for guilt has wound around her heart. The sound of the doorbell had broken her from her work-induced frenzy, to which she leaves behind her on the desk along with the mess she has no time to clean. With a hesitant sigh, she unlocks and opens the door, greeting the two by merely stepping to the side and allowing them in.

@❛ sam k。 @❛ lalisa m。 her fingers tremble just the slightest as they grip upon her boyfriend's own, brows furrowed with narrowed eyes as she stares at the wooden door ahead of her. ariana's eyes flutter shut, shoulders slouching just a tad following the heavy breath exhaling from her lips. thoroughly afraid of the answers that remain behind this door, she reaches out to gently knock upon the door three times, eyes opening as she takes a step back. "this makes me so anxious." she murmurs to the male, restlessly drumming her fingers upon her thigh.

@❛ lalisa m。 [] sorry i've been a ing coward afraid to reply to this for fear of ING IT UP :sob:

In the event of coming over, he would have never imagined himself to end up in this position, tongue clashing in a battle for dominance with one of his closest friends at the complex. Yet as she wraps her pretty tiers around the girth of his tongue, slightly upon the wet muscle enough to evoke the slightest breath of a moan from his throat, Baekhyun feels the desire to melt into her completely. When she pulls away, he watches with careful focused eyes as she grips his hand, dragging it gently over the landscape of her body, as though he is afraid to miss a single detail of the moment: the curve of her , barely formed across the loose fabric of her t-shirt; the skin of her inner thigh in which (be it a figment of his imagination) he can nearly feel the heat emanating from her core. His breath hitches slightly, his hand squeezing the thickness of her thigh ever so softly. "Good girl," he praises, corners of his lips turning upward so slightly it almost doesn't exist. Again his lips are on her's, but only as a placeholder for his lips whilst his hands work magic at her lower half. They leave her hip and thigh to instead reach underneath her dress-like shirt, feeling at the skin beneath; it's as though she has awoken a new Baekhyun, a side of him she has yet to discover. "You knew what you were doing, didn't you?" He mumbles in a smirk against her warm lips. "Bringing me over, dressing like that.. you little minx."

@❛ lalisa m。 As soon as the door swung open did the morning light come beaming in, practically blinding the man who so often kept to the shadows of the night. For a moment he grimaces and groans in distaste like a cat’s agitated hissing right up until the woman’s lovely figure popped into view and eclipsed the sunlight just enough to where his scintillating gaze could bask in her cheery smile. How could anyone be sad with a face like that, he wondered to himself. With ease does he mirror her actions, either edge of luscious rosy lips curling upwards into a little smile. Even after she’s already greeted him, he stands there leaning up against the doorsill, utterly breathless. Some time drags on and on in a comfortable silence ’til finally he breaks out in his raspy yet gentle morning tone. “You know I came here for a reason, but..” The words lull off the edge of his lips into a soft murmur, his hot breath lingering amidst the air between them as he can’t help but succumb to an insatiable innermost desire to simply be with her. To be present in a moment that, although every ounce of his being told him was a stupid idea, was all the more worth putting aside his a–typical lamenting ways. “I think I may have a better idea. Get dressed if you want, we’re going out.”

@❛ baekhyun b。 At this point, the reason for their unlikely encounter holds no significance anymore. What she has in her arms is a man who progressively becomes more attractive the longer he kisses her—and he is one hell of a good kisser. As he slips his tongue in her warm cavern, she meets him halfway with her own, pressing up against and swirling around before closing her brims around the muscle to lightly on it. The taste that coats his lips and tongue is a succulent mixture of butterscotch, white pepper, mint, and cinnamon, evidently reminiscent of the tequila they consumed just a few minutes prior. It’s her favorite taste as of late, and because it’s on him, her adoration for it grows. So she savors this arduous exchange until he does not allow her to, placing his plush couplets elsewhere that would incite a pleasured sigh to pass her own. The namesake he utters out earns a kittenish giggle, followed by a soft, almost inaudible gasp when he touches a particularly sensitive area on her skin. “There,” she whispers breathlessly. Blindly, she lowers a hand to grab one of his from her hips, guiding it to her . “Here…” She trails off, lowering that same hand to rest upon her inner thigh, dangerously close to her heat. “Here.”

@❛ lalisa m。 As her lips part, allowing him in for the very first time, it feels as though Baekhyun is crossing a threshold in the timeline of their friendship. Hands rested comfortably upon the curve of her hips, he slips his tongue into her wet cavern and fleetingly wonders what has incited such desires within the both of them to discover each other this way. As he explores her, the male finds himself endlessly curious regarding other inquiries—where he could kiss on her neck, which spot she would like the most. So, he wastes no time with these thoughts in his mind and regretfully parts their lips, only to occupy himself with peppering kisses upon her neck. With soft pecks and gentle to her skin does he mumble against the column of her neck, "Hold up your part of the deal, princess. Tell me where you want me." Princess—it's as though he's testing the waters.

@❛ baekhyun b。 Experimentation, perhaps, was her reason for inviting such an unlikely guest into her home. Never had she imagined herself to lock lips with the resident comedian, even so much as need his touch as much as she did. Not that the notion hadn’t occurred to her once — Baekhyun was always an alluring entity in the room whenever they were in the same place. Of course, this thought was always fleeting, given that her attraction was fixated on a different man at the time. Who would have known that that focus would shift to him? Not even she, who had instigated this encounter, could put a finger on it. All that mattered to her was that she enjoyed how their lips moved in tandem to one another; how he lifted her with ease as if she were as light as a feather. At his silent command does she part her lips, a hand slipping beneath the collar of his shirt to find solace in the warmth of his skin, while her legs wrap around his waist.

@❛ byulyi m。 The mnemonic ticking of the clock provokes bubbling vexation, its rhythmic sounds amplified by harbored chagrin. If she had the choice to subdue (if not completely silence) the besieging noise, she would have done so already, but she didn’t want to give her spiteful advisor another reason to dislike her. She already believes her to be a travesty of an employee — ’It was a joke of her to intern under me, for I could do much better without her useless self.’ Her words echo in her head like a loop — a nuisance like that of a broken recording. Whatever incentive the blonde has for keeping her is unknown, but definitely ridiculous at best. Apparently she ‘hates her guts’ anyway. When the woman speaks to break the silence, it takes immense strength for Lalisa to hold back laughter. How dare she keep up appearances and act as if hateful words haven’t poured from her bitter mouth? ‘She thinks I treat her all special.’ The black-haired intern grimaces behind the screen at the recollection of her words. “I’m not hungry, ma’am. Thank you for the offer.” She responds flatly, eyes glued to the document on her device.