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They had been tasked with food shopping for the team - a terrible task to give Mai, really. She kept sneaking munchies in the cart, the most recent being cookie dough ice cream. "What else do we need Kiyomi-Senpai?"
Mai Tamako- The Cinnamon Roll Chaser 💕 Chaser for the JNQT
He's shopping around, having been elected to do that weeks groceries. It was Haru's condition for him to stay. Rin doesn't regret what he did...or who he did.... but man shopping can be boring. He checks his twitter feed, noting the usual JNQT war is going on. Mai seems kind of quiet. He shrugs. Can't blame her. Off to the side, he notes some quidditch player named Beth seems to be trending. She's pretty cute.. Norwegian too. He decides to play his game while he shops. Besides, he's sure fans would love to him interacting with other quidditch players, with the cup coming up. Rin Sasaki @therealrinbabe @notbethesdasoftworks So you're one of the norwegian chasers? I'm kind of surprised, you seem like the kind to get chased after, not the other way around
- "I never said most of the things I said." - Yogi Berra
Message Me - 23:45, September 1, 2016 (UTC)
Truth be told, don't expect Beth to be doing much. She was around Muggle London, when her phone pinged. She checks to see what is it, and it's Twitter. Much to her amusement, she got pinged by Rin. She realizes who he is. Beth Larsen @notbethesdasoftworks @therealrinbabe yeah, i'm one of the norwegian chasers. and trust me, you'd not want to chase me.
Justin stepped into the supermarket to get some ice cream, because it was kind of hot out today and he was craving cookies n' creme ice cream, even though his aunt had told him not to go alone. Pfft he had his own agenda and wouldn't go against it. So here he was in search of a pint of his favorite ice cream.
It was that time of the month when Apollo got shoved out of the door to get the groceries. So there he was, methodically placing items in his shopping cart. Luckily he had gotten enough time to apply some of his older sister's makeup on the bruises that stood out on his neck. Mi-Young had flown into a rage two days ago over something trivial - muddied kitchen floor, maybe - and he was the only one in the house. He always was the only one there since he never faltered in making sure all the others were out of the way. Sighing softly to himself, he stopped by the frozen section to pick up yoghurt and that ice cream flavor Diana had suggested.
Upon entrance to the frozen food Justin started to the endless search for the pint of ice cream he'd come looking for, but from what he noticed so far the ravenclaw had a feeling he wouldn't find the brand. At that moment he turned his head sighing slightly when he noticed a Korean looking kid down the aisle from him and froze slightly. Were his eyes deceiving him or was that Jungkook? He was stock still at this point, because he really didn't know what to do. Say hi or ignore them? Justin hadn't realized he'd been staring at the young man the whole time he was debating on how he should go about the situation.
Apollo's senses alerted him to the pair of eyes and he paused in the middle of reaching for a gallon of leche flan flavored ice cream. There was a twinkle in his eye when he turned his head to look at Justin. He smiled a bit teasingly at them, but the gesture was friendly warm. "Would lend you a camera if I had one on me right now," he jested.
Justin tried to calm himself down as the boy looked at him, because in all honesty he didn't know what to do. After all he'd been caught staring and that wasn't a good thing, because this guy seriously looked like Jungkook. Then he spoke and sounded just like him too, accent & all. Was he dreaming? Maybe he was that had to explain it. "H-hi." The words came out in a stutter as he shuffled towards one of the fridges awkwardly.
He had quite frankly seen enough people get the shock of their lives to discern Justin's current state. "Hello." Though he didn't have a fully formed idea on why the other kid was acting this way, he did have his suspicions. Brow furrowing, he peered at them with his smile intact. "...Brain freeze?" he inquired sympathetically. That reason wasn't plausible, but it seemed to be the most polite way to go.
Justin turned towards the young man and nervously started speaking a mix of Korean & French. "어, Sont vous 정국?" He just stared as he mindlessly opened the freezer and closed it more then once, before the realization he was probably making himself look like an idiot. "Way to go Justin, make yourself look an idiot at a time like this." he thought as he let go of the freezer door.
Ah. Knew it. Apollo didn't understand the French; all he knew was some Dutch (Diana's fault), which wasn't particularly useful in this situation. He did however understand the Korean part. "나의 이름은 실제로 EXO에서 같이 찬열, 이다," he replied, clearly amused. "I haven't spoken in Korean in a while, so pardon if I'm rusty. I don't speak French at all though. Might as well stick to English." His shoulders relaxed. "BTS fan?"
He rubbed the back of his neck when the boy started to speak in Korean and tell him that he wasn't Jungkook and now his cheeks started to turn a burning red as the feeling of embarrassment took over. "Sorry, y-you look a lot like him." He spoke the words truthfully before speaking once more, obviously slightly flustered. "I guess." That was to say the least. He owned all their albums, posters, and even some t-shirts. He probably wouldn't admit that allowed unless he wanted to sound like a dork, so he left it at that.
Quite aware of Justin's embarrassment, he opted to not make any comment about the new shade of red they were parading in. "Your gene pool didn't do a shabby job either," he complimented without a second thought. How was he supposed to know that could be categorized in flirting? It came off that way despite his extremely platonic intentions. He fished out a small canister of Rocky Road from the freezer; one of his older siblings had made a small request for it.
Justin started biting the sleeve of his hoodie as he heard the words the other spoke. He had no idea how to respond to his comment so he just shuffled his feet slightly while deciding on what to say next. "Did you know banging your head against a wall burns 150 calories an hour." The words where out of his mouth before he even thought about what he was saying, and boy if his cheeks could turn a brighter red they had.
Apollo's amusement was communicated with a laugh. It wasn't malicious, if the way his eyes crinkled had anything to say about it. "No... do you know how much the hospital fees would cost for that too?" He still refrained from commenting on the fresh tomato look as he grabbed a couple of yoghurt containers.
"A lot?" He spoke the words questioning his own answer. "It probably costs brian damage after awhile, so a few thousand?" He wasn't very good when it came to questimating things. After a few seconds longer he opened the freezer and pulled out a thing of rocky road ice cream and read the labe before putting it up again. He tried once more with a pint of cookie dough ice cream and put it in the basket he'd been carrying. That's when he noticed the cart the boy had been pushing around. "Are you grocery shopping?"
"Yes." Apollo checked his cart and pushed certain items into place. "Most of my family aren't good at English," he said as way of explanation. A quick reread of his list made him nod. That should be everything. "What about you? Besides checking out strangers that look like your bias?" Everything about the way he said it clarified that he was teasing. Quirking an eyebrow, he gave Justin another of his mirage grins.
Justin nodded at the boys words, he understood that all too well. "That makes sense." He pulled off a thing called monkey chunk from another freezer and put it back as soon as he saw it had nuts in it. "Wah." He was completely speechless agaun, because honestly he had no idea what he was doing. "Um, I just wanted to get some ice cream. My aunt told me I actually couldn't go alone, but I did anyways." He shrugged his shoulders as if he did this kind of thing all the time, becauze in all homesty he did.
"Is she afraid something might happen to you?" Apollo arched his eyebrow. While it was understandable how adults feared for the safety of the young, sometimes there was a fine line between being careful and ridiculously paranoid. Then again, he hadn't quite experienced having protective parental figures to rely on. "A trip to the store rarely has severe or fatal consequences."
Justin shrugged as he pulled a container of vanilla forzen yoghurt out and plopped it into his shopping basket. "She's probably afraid my dad will kidnap me or something." He joked, yet there was a bit of truth to his words. After all, his dad had probably done worst things, yet Justin tried not to acknowledge it. Or well more so he couldn't accept it. "My aunt's a tad paranoid."
Wish my dad cared enough to say good morning. He nodded in understanding. "In that case, it might help both of you if you enrolled in self-defense classes," he suggested. Catching sight of the froyo, he looked on with approval. "I've tried that one before. Really good." And worth how much I got yelled at.
"Don't let my aunt hear you saying that." Last time his aunt had heard anything about both of them signing up for stuff together it had been for some flowery garnding thing he had absolutely no interest in. Hoesntly his aunt had really odd things she found fun, so Justin even found creepy. "Vanilla is my favourite. My aunt's too. I'm hoping this will lessen the chance of her figuratively killing me."
"Are you inviting me over?" Apollo remained straight-faced even as he spoke. He lowkey wanted to list the nutritional value of the product and its benefits, plus how its price was reasonable, but most people found that weird. "Nobody else in my family appreciates yoghurt. Bribing requires junk food. Lucky," he said. It was an understatement. They all hated yoghurt. However, he saw no point in divulging that information unless it was necessary.
Justin's cheeks turned tomato red as he heard the boys words, obviously going rigid for a few seconds trying to unscramble his words to speak. "Did you know choosing exciting places for first date increases the chances of the other person falling for you." He hadn't meant to say those words and didn't realize what he'd said for a few seconds.
He looked thoroughly amused at this point. "Wow... you move fast. So your bedroom is an exciting place?" he teased. You could almost visualize him mentally waggling his eyebrows. Since it could be taken in another, far more innocent manner, he resisted the urge to drop a wink. Was this flirting? Whoops. He almost glanced around to check if Diana was anywhere nearby with her spray bottle.
Justin has the sudden urge to run off and leave the situation as it was, but that would be awkward for him. Especially if he ran into him again. "Uh, if you like playing video games it might be." He didn't quite understand what the other was implying considering he saw the innocence in every situation.
Innocent person detected. "You play multiplayer games on the bed?" Apollo's words were tinted with a layer of gaiety. Even if the other party wouldn't understand, he found the whole ordeal to be highly entertaining. And if Justin asked what he meant by that... oops.
"You're too innocent," Apollo remarked. The twinkle in his eye made a reappearance. "It's rather endearing." He leaned forward against the heavy cart handle. "Well, sometimes beds aren't an option." The smirk flashed across his profile; speedy but very noticeable.
"Couldn't they play in a chair then?" Justin still hadn't caught until the underlying meaning and was utterly confused by the boys words. "Why wouldn't the bed be an option? All they have to do is walk to their room."
"They could... Lap dances are a thing." The last part slipped out of its own volition, however, he wasn't too fussed about the mistake. He smiled guiltily at Justin. The other boy probably wouldn't understand still, but it was good to at least feign shame.
- "I never said most of the things I said." - Yogi Berra
Message Me - 14:41, September 7, 2016 (UTC)
Cherry on the cake. She's amused at how he won't give in so easily. Beth Larsen @notbethesdasoftworks @therealrinbabe for the record, i'm one snitch you'll never catch. as for the face-off, very likely.