Still having his sunglasses on while having the sun set on the horizon, Narcissus hummed quietly to himself. He was a, almost surprising good mood. Although, it wasn’t for certain it would continue throughout the rest of the day. The myth looked over his shoulder and blinked. He tried to go the right, and sneakily tried to look if the other followed.
He knew that gods were known to change into mortal vessels and curse their victims while in that form and Narcissus knew he did not want any more cursing. He was happy for the first time in awhile.
It seemed as if the other started walking faster after he turned to look over his shoulder, though Sungjoon wasn’t sure what the other was looking for. As the man turned a corner Sungjoon let out a groan, he wasn’t making it any easier on him. The one time he actually decides to be a good person, and of course it fails.
Following him around the corner he was getting annoyed of just following him around, so he did the stupidest thing he could think of and threw the wallet at the male’s head. Grinning when it hit him right on the spot, then as the other stopped Sungjoon was finally able to catch up with him. Getting ready to say sorry and explain himself.
Heechul’s life was the same day by day, listening to everyone’s problems but being forgotten when he needed to talk about his own. To be fair, his problems weren’t that big, he was more afraid of his loneliness than anything else and pitying himself wasn’t the answer for anything, nothing will change if he keeps thinking and rethinking, what else could he do to change that, to stop over thinking? Just looking to his wardrobe the answer came alone, going out is always a good thing. He took his best clothes, money and his keys, leaving his room.
The street was crowded even though he could find a suitable place for his needs, he kept walking, looking around, finding a bar on the way, it dint seemed a bad place, what made him go to the line and wait till he could get in.
Since he needed to forget, to move on, the only thought he had when he entered and heard the loud music was to go to the bar and have a strong drink. Getting dizzy and dancing like nothing matters was the best way to heal anything, at least for a while. He walks there, pushing some people in the way. Heechul sat on bench and ask for the hardest, strongest drink; once second later the bartender gave it to him, the boy felt someone pulling him into a hug, confused he looked at the guy, Jungkwang? who was that? He pushed away the stranger, softly ”i dont know who you are talking about… i’m not him.” He took his drink in his hand and enlarge the distance, not sure if he should stay that close.
Sungjoon blinked a few times as the other pushed him away, he hadn’t remembered him being like this the last time they had seen each other and was confused at his reaction. After the other spoke, he had felt like an idiot, he swore it was Jungkwang because they had looked so similar.
"Shit." He cursed under his breath then blinking a few times, not knowing what to say. The other male probably thought he was strange now. Well maybe that was the right thing to think anyway. “It’s just—” He paused for a second not knowing what to tell the other. “I swear you look exactly like him…” He trailed of, as he also grabbed his glass and finished all of the remains in one go.
He then decided to just smile at the other, there was no point in going on about the male Sungjoon thought he was. “That was probably a weird way to meet someone, let’s start again yeah? I’m Sungjoon, and I swear I’m not usually like this.” He said with a nod.
The strings attached to the paper bags dangled on her one elbow, heavy as it seems, the weight of it is nothing as she carries a bountiful of clothes and shoes that weren’t exactly for her. She knew how to tickle her sister’s fancy - a set of wardrobe, ornate pumps and lavish hand bags and she’d fly like a baby given a lollipop. That is, few years back. Time and the many of the circumstances that may happen in between that stretch could change one enormously, just like her, and she was just as sure Samantha is of no exemption. Yet Lorraine chooses to try.
Car keys tinkling inside her own handbag, Lorraine was just a corner away from where she had parked yet a force had stopped her tracks, though it failed to inflict pain that such force would usually do, it had successfully knocked her paper bags down, left to scatter on the side street. Her brows knitted in annoyance, and she did not bother hiding it, despite the other party in apology, “The more you should not carelessly loiter around the unfamiliar, kid.” Oddly she kept her voice in neutral. Lorraine doesn’t want to make a fuzz out of it. A piece of advice for someone who walks aimlessly. Tugging the chain that held her bag closer, she bent down to pick the bags, grateful the contents did not sprawled out of them.
As he took in the sight of the other, he frowned as he looked down to find her bags all over the ground but then he got annoyed at the other as she spoke. It had been stupid of him to walk into her, he knew that but at least he had apologized. Apparently that wasn’t enough for the woman who was standing before him, but he kept himself for snapping at her. He might not have had the best day, but that didn’t mean he wanted to make it even worse than getting into an argument with a random stranger.
So he let out a sigh as he found himself bending down to the ground to help her pick up the bags, it’s the least he could do. “First of all I’m not a kid” He spoke with his voice just as calm as the others. “And I’m sorry that I wasn’t looking where I was going, next time I’ll make sure to look out and not bang into someone.” A slight tone of sarcasm in his voice, as he picked up the last of the bags and handed it to her. “And now that’s out of the way, mind telling me where I am?”
As she heard a laughter from the other, she snapped her head up to the guy and blinked her eyes for few times in confusion. This kind of situation would normally annoy her. But then, she’s not even a little bit affected by the accident and his reaction. Though, of course, her curiosity won’t leave her alone. Did she said something so funny?
Before the question actually slipped out of her lips, she gasped internally after hearing his offer. New shirt, huh. She lifted up an arm to scratch the back of her head and slightly glances at her back. After seeing number of people walking here and there, she turned her gaze back at the guy with a sheepish smile plastered on her face. “I’m not very sure if that’s a great idea.” She also started to feel a little weird as the guy didn’t even recognize her. Crossing her arms over her chest, she slightly furrowed her eyebrows at him. “Plus — I’m sorry if this might sound a little rude but, I don’t think it’s safe for me to just go somewhere with a stranger, yes?”
When the girl looked at him with confusion visible on her face, he felt bad about laughing. “Sorry bout that, it’s just funny to hear someone as innocent looking as you cursing.” Scratching the back of his head with one of his hands, as a small smile made it’s way onto his face.
Then as the other mirrored his movement, she seemed slightly hesitant about his offer. He nodded at her words. “No it’s fine, didn’t think about the fact it might sound a little weird.” He thought for a second, then looked at her. “I could pay you back now then, how much was the shirt?’ Taking out his wallet, then frowning as he found only a few Japanese banknotes in it. He groaned again, this day couldn’t get any better could it. He should have at least exchanged his money, but he hadn’t found the time to since he had gotten back to Korea. He looked up at the girl, not sure what to say now.
With still a glance at the other’s shirt he felt the guilt creeping behind his back and sighed,” I’m really sorry.” Himchan apologized again with a bow,” Ah we are? I’m from ‘90.” he answered the other’s question with a small smile around his lips,” Ah well. it’s being polite since I don’t know your name yet.” he nods with a serious face.
Mentioning his dog, Himchan looked around and immediately fear pushed the guilty feeling away as he didn’t saw Yongguk running around,” Ah..if it’s not too much.” he whined a little, turning his back to the other, starting to call his dog’s name,” His name is Yongguk.” he told the stranger with the coffee on his shirt.
"I will pay for another coffee if you find Yongguk back?", he told the other
As the other apologized again, Sungjoon shook his head with a smile on his face. “Like I said it’s fine, it happened and we can’t change that. So no need to apologize all right?” Then blinking as the other said his age. “Born in ‘90 as well. So now we know this, no calling me mister yeah. Just call me Sungjoon.” Laughing at the serious look which was now on the males face.
As fear took over his face, and spoke in a whining voice Sungjoon did start to feel a bit guiltier. “I kind of guessed that, you know from the fact that you were shouting Yongguk a few second ago?” Then looking around to see if the dog was anywhere in sight.
He nodded at the suggestion, then smiling at the other. “Sounds good to me, and don’t worry we’ll find Yongguk yeah. Any ideas where he could be?”
Yixing had ended up sleeping right through his alarm. He had tried being smart and putting the alarm only on his phone since people his age were practically married to their phones. Or so he thought. He had forgotten the tiny detail about how he was much different than people his age and most of the time he couldn’t find his phone. After having spent hours trying to find his phone he had finally found it laying under his pillow on silent. Sighing, Yixing had set the alarm but being the genius he was he had forgotten to take his phone off silent, thus allowing him to sleep right through it.
Not wanting to be late, Yixing decided desperate times called for desperate measures and had made his way down to the subway. It definitely wasn’t his favorite form of travel but it was much faster than walking or taking the bus - much lesser traffic. Yixing purchased his ticket before making his way onto the train, making a beeline towards the first open seat he could find.
His ears perked up when the stranger beside him greeted him and Yixing turned to face him, a confused expression on his face. Had the male mistaken him for some he knew? No. That didn’t seem possible, not with a question like that. A soft smile spread across Yixing’s lips as he chuckled softly. “To an opening of a bakery” He replies, his cheeks flushing a little pink. If the stranger had known the amount of effort Yixing had put into going to this bakery he was sure he would have laughed. “What about you?”
The expression on the males face amused him, then grinning back at the other as a smile appeared and the confusion on the others face was gone. He was surprised by the answer, a bakery definitely wasn’t his idea of fun, but maybe he was mistaken. As the others cheeks went pink, it was Sungjoon’s turn to let out a chuckle. He wasn’t laughing at him, he just found it funny how the other seemed to be slightly embarrassed.
Then reminded of the reason he was on the subway, a frown had found it’s way back on his face. “Well, I had been planning on going to lotte world with a friend. But yeah he cancelled last minute, and now I’m just sat on here like an idiot not knowing what to do now.” An annoyed tone in his voice as he spoke. “I can’t do much about it now, so I might just head home…”
He shook his head a little, he was getting annoyed again and the stranger probably thought it was weird of him so he cleared his throat and spoke up. “So a bakery huh, do you bake as well or are you just going for the food?” Interested in the others answer.