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(sure! you pick)
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(sure! you pick)
(Hm maybe to about the next week? I wanted enough time for them to get to know each other until the big question pops up.)
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(Okie dokie! Do you want me to do it? Or do you want to? (I'm literally fine with either))
(I'm gonna go to bed soon, so could you?)
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(yeah!)
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Walking down the halls, she was happy her bruise finally went away, but she got a few more. On on her back, her wrists, both of them, her thigh and one on her face. The ones on the rest of her body were black and blue, but she was able to cover the one on her face up decently.
(btw shes never told him anything about her life at home, except about how her brothers a grump and her mom and her cat named Phoebe is super sweet. Never said anything about her step dad.)
(Alright)
He couldn't help but think something was wrong. He had just gotten back with his detective co-workers and friends over at the police station, and as he worked cases with them (most of them were pretty minor since he was a paid intern), this feeling, this jarring feeling that something was wrong with her took over him. He couldn't get her bruise out of his head, and he had spotted several others along her arms that she had tried to hide from him. He hadn't told her about his position at the Police Detective Corps, but he was tempted to report some type of abuse and go see what was going on with the police themselves.
Though it was a Monday after a long weekend at his internship. His wallet was full again, and his worries for her were high.
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Spotting met, she gives him a big smile and wave from across the hallway of people.
"Hey!! Whatchya doin all the way over there!"
She says trying to push through the crowds of people, which was hard given her height.
Met easily floated through the crowd of people, ducking here and there and around to her, taking her hand once he reached her.
"Hi CC! It's good to see you again," He cooed happily as he continued walking, smiling. "Sorry I couldn't join you this weekend. I had to work."
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"Ooh. Where do you work again?"
She asks him while gripping his hand. She could've sworn he tod her, they were technically like, best friends if not more.
why do I always forget the little details
"I… um…" He trailed off. He didn't want to tell her just yet. "I'm interning for the police." That's mostly right. She doesn't need to know the detective part. And he didn't tell her where he worked, so if she acted like he told her that, then he'd know something was up.
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"Really?! That sounds fun! Will you be like, shooting and arresting people?"
She asked as they walked down the hallway. As they passed the chemist room, she remembered the first day they met. She grabbed his hand, pulling him into the darkroom. It was the only classroom with one window. Only one, and there was a tree in front of it, so it was always darker than the other rooms. Then her mind trailed off to when they want skating together. She was still impressed that he skated competitively. She didn't like roller skating as much as she loved ice skating. Maybe they could go this weekend…like a date?
"Well, no, but I know how to use a gun. I'm working on getting my concealed arms license. Once I get out of this school, I'll be paid under them to go to college," He murmured, blinking as he was brought into the dark room. He shut the door behind them, still holding her hand as he glanced out the window. He had done some sniffing around about this room. Apparently it used to be used for an earth science class (hence the tree) but no one cared about the class itself.
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"Oh, that sounds fun! Why're you doing it?"
She asks letting go if his hand then sitting on a desk. She wasnt very well at starting conversations, and he definitely knew that. After all of the conversations, they've had, at least half of them had started out with her trying to start a conversation. Oh and maybe she could ask him to go ice skating.
Met looked at her when she let his hand go and followed to sit down across from her. "I thought it was a good choice for me. It always looked like a lot of fun. And I like helping people out." He smiled at her warmly, open to more conversation.
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"Hmm, i wanted to be a cop when i was little. Do you need to be a certain height?"
She says through a little laugh, leaning her head in her hand as it rests on the table.
Met laughed softly. "No, but you have to be able to lift and run a certain amount for the position I want to fill. I don't really look fit, but I am." He smiled a bit.
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"Hmmm….i can easily beat people up!"
She says to him with a smile. She didn't want to be in that position, but she was just trying to talk to him more.
"I bet you can." He smiled a bit bigger at her. "You're strong and fierce. You can do anything you ever set your mind to," He hummed happily, raising his nose to the ceiling and rocking back in forth in his seat. The bell above them rang, signaling the beginning of class.
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"Hey… I have a question."
She says ignoring the bell, looking at him. His jawline showed up a lot whenever he looked in any direction more than a little bit. He was skinny, but in shape, she was a little happy that he's not super muscular.
Met's head bobbed back to smile at her. "Ye, go ahead and shoot." He giggled and made finger guns at her, making a soft 'pew' noise. "But, really, what's up?" His smile melted to one of an expectant expression.
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"Well…now I'm confused."
She says laughing at his finger guns and his little noise that came out.
"Well, i was wondering if you wanted to go to the ice skating rink with me…although my brother would be there, he'll stay out of the way."
She asked him wondering how he'll react.
"So?"
Met laughed with her, his smile perking up a bit more. "Sorry, I like using any chance I can get that isn't awkward at using that." He crossed his fingers together again and perked up at her suggestion.
"Oh, sure! I'd love to go with you. Should I bring my twin or something, so our brothers can meet?"
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"Oh, sure! That would be fun! Although has a really… Well he has his quirks, just like everyone else"
She smiles, but just a bit sad thinking about his… quirks. She wasn't about to mention it right now. That was for Min-Hyuk to explain for himself.
"Alright. Well, I'm sure Neo will be glad to meet him," Met said, not entirely sure if that was true. Neo has been really fussy lately. The pair of twins also got in a few fights, which messed up Neo's complexion. His twin thought he was strong with his fake muscles, but Met actually had muscles. Neo looked good, while Met was actually, legitimately powerful.
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"I don't know how Min will react, but we can see. Although warn Neo to be….. Calm."
She said to him, pausing and saying the last word a bit differently from the rest. One thing about Min-Hyuk, he didn't particularly like people, and he appeared severely cold at first. Yet, he still is once you get to know him, but you can definitely tell he cares.
"Mmmmm I dunno, that's kind of a stretch," Met said without a laugh or smile. "Maybe I shouldn't invite Neo. If he gets in a fight he'll have to bitch about fixing his nose again." He sat back in his seat, touching his own crooked nose with a pinky.
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"Oh? Hmm….it could be fun for him..dies he have fun often?"
She says noticing his nose, wondering if he was okay. She would check it out after this conversation.
"He has his own ways of having fun." Met tried to brighten up again, realizing how edgy he was sounding, but honestly thinking about his twin made him sour in mood. His twin always acted like he worked so much because he made twice, maybe three times the money Met made.
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"Invite him! He should have fun, the proper way. And i can tell Min to not punch him it the gut"
She said standing up, stepping towards him she looked at his nose.
"Now what happened here?"
She said trying to find out whether it was crooked it it was just her imagination. Not realizing how close her face was to his.
(Shes like a quarter of a foot away)