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@❛ ✧ : ezreal. till sighs as he walks down the busy sidewalk, his face mostly obscured by a white face mask, and sunglasses. his grey hair hidden beneath a baseball cap to further conceal his identity. the rest of his outfit is a simple ensemble of an oversized white graphic t-shirt, partially hanging off his shoulders, tight fitting pants in a similar teal colour of his eyes and a clean pair of white sneakers with teal accents. there was a brief argument with his manager and stylist about dressing better for this particular stunt. it would have gone on forever if till hadn’t pointed out if he suddenly started dressing “better”, his fans would only be skeptical.

he is happy to take the small win. they are making him work on what is supposed to be his day off, the least management can do is let him dress himself.

who knew one little prepackaged sandwich could cause such a commotion?

he barely remembers the exchange that night. till’s schedule was hectic that day, leaving no time to grab a proper meal besides the snacks his manager had for him in between sessions. it was after he wrapped up filming for his portion of the music show was he able to finally grab something. those sandwiches in the cafeteria were easy to eat, so he bought one. the older woman selling them made a comment about him being too skinny and needing to eat more so she gave him an extra sandwich for free. ( he tried to give it back but the look she gave him reminded him of his mother, and no one in their mind would refuse an asian mother trying to feed you ). on the walk back to his dressing room, he overheard someone whine about their hunger and till didn’t even look at the guy as he dropped the free sandwich on his lap and walked away—he has never been the socialising type and he was not going to start then.

and that’s it. that’s all that happened.

till got home, settled down, fell asleep and woke up to multiple missed calls, notifications in the hundreds and numerous texts from managers and some friends. what the ?

he expected a reprimand, and while there was a quick lecture about flirting ( it was a ing sandwich, holy . ) where fans and the media could see ( it was a hallway??? ), management was more eager to discuss how this “scandal” could work in their favor. till did not like the glint in their president’s eyes.

and that’s how his precious day off was taken away from him. something about striking while the iron’s hot.

till pulls out his phone to check if he got the location right. an aquarium. how romantic. the idol rolls his eyes and goes to stand in the shade, near the entrance. he doesn’t see ezreal anywhere so he keeps most of his disguise on, only pulling off the cao and stuffing it into his satchel like bag. the tickets are in his pocket, already paid for by the company. thankfully, he doesn’t have to pay for anything on these “dates”, so he plans on making them regret this by spending as much as he can. he doesn’t know much about this ezreal guy, but who can resist being spoiled?