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@✯ kim sungjun ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ Tien's eyes were glowing. /THE/ Ace's shoes, sitting there, asking to be stolen. The dancer could get about 600,000 won or more for it by bidding them on eBay or other selling platforms, easy. He could almost taste the money. Tien didn't know how he got to this point. Obsessive over people and greedy over money. He wasn't always like this. Tien had always found joy in the smallest things in life, often surrounded by friends and family and could be described as the 'life of the party.' One day, all of that just suddenly vanished. And here he was, trying to steal Ace's worn out sneakers to make ends meet.

Just as he was about to grab the shoes and make a run for it, he heard a voice sound out behind him, making him flinch, shoulders lifting to his ears nervously. The dancer turned around slowly as a sheepish grin he'd practiced multiple times stretched across his perfectly sculpted lips, a smile that swooned many others to get what he wanted. "Hi-" Tien started before his eyes widened, waving his arms frantically to keep the other from rushing toward him. But it was too late. He instinctively held his hand out, smacking the stranger on the forehead with his palm and grabbing him by the arm, twisting it to push him up against the wall. "I can explain!!"

@♔ xander lui ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉʳ This was probably only the second time that Sungho was sent to help out Ace's manager. Being a soloist, he and his manager didn't need as much help but work lately has been a bit slow so he was sent along with Ace and his team because there seemed to be a surge in sales of items claiming to belong to Ace on eBay. While this wasn't surprising for someone as big as Ace — fakes bound to happen with a few used tissues here and there — it was weird that the idol has been losing a few big items recently. That’s where Sungho came in. All he really needed to do was sit in the idol’s greenroom and watch his things while he was performing and such. An easy task.

It was easy until nature called. He really didn’t wanna mess this job up. It was a job so easy that a dog could probably do it. A trained dog but a dog nonetheless. He gave himself two… no one minute. 60 seconds. The bathroom and then back. Making a mad dash to the bathroom, luckily making it on time. He made it back in 55 seconds. 5 seconds to spare. Letting out a soft exhale, he swings the door open, a figure catching his eye. Figuring it might be someone on Ace’s team looking for something he peeks over. “Hey, did you… Excuse me?!” he yells, realizing that it was an unfamiliar face, immediately rushing towards the intruder.

() asdfoashf i'm sorry i ended up mirroring. please dont mirror ;; v ;; i just started writing and didn't know where to start and stop.

@✯ kim sungho ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ It wasn't like this was something Xander hadn't done before, but his heart still quickened a few beats as he looked around to check if there was anyone nearby before ducking into the green room in front of him. The green room belonged to none other than the legendary Ace, one of Xander's favorite idols he'd been following since their trainee days. If he could just get a hold of a shirt or a sock, maybe he could sell it online for a good price. And then maybe he could buy more tickets to support his favorite idol live. His logic was skewd, but it made sense. He couldn't afford going to concerts the way he often did with a dancer's salary. In reality, however, Xander just needed the extra cash and catching a glimpse of Ace was just a plus.

He looked around with an almost child like excitement, his canines sinking down into his bottom lip in glee. The room was vacant and he had about just under 5 minutes before anyone in Ace's team came back. He moved to the vanity and sat on the bench, his cheeks heating up with pink as he stated into the mirror. He was sitting in /the/ ace's chair. Not everyone could say that. But then again, no normal person would break into their favorite idol's greenroom to steal a sock to sell on eBay. Xander's hand traced over the items on the desk, humming softly as his brain started working, eyes scanning the room for something that would be worth the break in. His dull brown orbs landed on a pair of shoes peaking from beneath the vanity, a smile stretching across his face. "Perfect."