ᴰᵃʸ ³⁴ ᵒᶠ ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʸ

hihi!! im da person frm da anon ask sayin ur cuuls, nd honestly being a nerd ish fine! doesnt make u not cuuls :] anyways i hves a question, how would u comfort a sleepy babie? m sleepy rn nd just gots out da shower

pls nd ty! - 🦄 anon

Hmm I think it depends on whether or not said baby is upset!

If they’re just sleepy and not upset about it or anything else, I’d probably just scoop them up and tuck them into bed with me. We could read a story and I’d tell them all about our plans for tomorrow, until they drifted off in my arms.

But if they’re upset or overwhelmed, I’d do things a little differently. I’d most likely sit with them and rock them for a while, letting them cry and tell me all about what’s making them feel so yucky. And once they’ve got it all out of their system, then and only then would I tuck them in with me. I’d sing them a lullaby and stroke their hair, until they finally fell asleep.

hiiu my dearest sugarplum chloe ! ! ◟꒰ྀི◍ ´꒳` ◍꒱◞ i deeply apologize for it having been an eternity since i hab last paid u a visit , but i come w cookies n milk 2 share while we cozy up by da fireplace :3 🍪🥛 ! i j wntd to remind u how much u mean to miiii ! ! n how happie i am to hv someone as tender-hearted as u in m sweet litl circle ♡! it has been less than a yr since we've become frens but ur presence in my life has brought mi a great deal of joy n love . . i find myself wanting 2 be kind , 2 share da love i hv for da ppl in my life as much as i cn — even if i struggle to show them how i feel , & i find myself being happier , more at peace w my feelings , to take my struggles in stride n not let them get me down . . . i am sure all of this is bcos of u ! ! ! u r such an angel , truly truly truly . i hope u r blessed w many good days and v littl bad ones , and even on da bad days , i hope u can feel da love frm evione in ur life — me included :3c i hope u stay pure hearted like dis , n u encounter nothing in ur life that will take dat away frm u . u r so precious n i wubwubwubwub u sooooo ! !

oh...oh my sweetest coco angel baby ૮₍˶Ó﹏Ò ⑅₎ა tears are in my eyes this was such a beautiful msg to receive!! i can't believe that lil ole me has influenced you this much!! ໒꒰ྀི´• ˕ •` ꒱ྀིა like!!! eeep!!! i've spent many of my teenage yrs being jaded & bitter bc of the hand i was dealt in life until one day i realized -- what the hell am i doing? ppl go through so much everyday, most of it unspoken to us all, & nothing conducive happens if i just go through life being upset at things i can't change & projecting that onto others; instead i focus on the things i can!! i can change how i approach ppl, how i regulate & process my emotions, how i react to the world etc. <33 & the fact that i've helped you in any way, shape or form is making my heart melt into an absolute puddle ૮꒰ ˶꒦ິ꒳꒦ິ˶꒱ა♡ words can't describe how much you mean to me sweet coco!! my soul is so warm & fuzzy rn!! i hope you know just how special you are, not just to me but to everyone in your life!! i'm always just a quick bunny hop away if you ever need ANYTH!! even if its at 3am & you need a cup of sugar!! i will zoom to you w sugar aplenty!! ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ੈ♡‧₊˚ & that's a chloebun promise!! i am forever holding you so so closely my love, & every lil twinkle from the stars in the vast night sky is me sayin hello & smoochin your cheeks ☆૮꒰•༝ •。꒱ა MWAH!!!

Rio & Indie

Rio: Hey, where you at? Indie: the boys hit me up but i slipped gonna be long afore im back in right ends Indie: y what u need? Rio: need to put a chip in you, honestly Rio: just wondering if you'd be back 'fore I go work but don't think so by sounds of 😂 Rio: it's cool, just gotta hit you w some info Indie: ✌✌ manz drumz all be looking the same type of way when u out the 24 innit not my bad Indie: come thru w it then ma im 👂👂👂👂 Rio: long as you keep 👀 too Rio: don't be getting stuck in the suburbs, like 😬 Indie: gon wrap myself up & put me on a step like 👶 wen i need feeding its chill 😂😂 Rio: n'awh, you cute enough, babe Rio: but I got you food here, don't do me like that 💔 Rio: social back on our case Rio: 'specially 'cos I'm bouncing for a bit Indie: is it? now you got me like that 💔💔💔 Indie: how u tryna leave me bitch & who for?? Rio: I know having me off your back got you more like 🙌🙌🙌 Rio: I'm gonna go get some sun, looking like one of the fam too hard init Indie: dont be doin urself that dirty i kno u cant hang but u aint need it outted hardcore we can keep it 🤐🤐 like Indie: be a rudegirl in the 👀 of the rest i got u Indie: drop that 411 on the who tho i kno u aint tryna be alone 😏😏 Rio: 🙄 GURL please Rio: I invented hanging b4 you were out of pampers, don't cheek me Rio: nah fr, I am so sick of boys Indie: u a 👶 hitting the club like ayyyyyyy i vibe w that Indie: 🍀 gdad is that much of a real one 🍻 Indie: u gotta watch when there still an ex in the yard i feel u Rio: mhmm, spent way too much of my life in that pub Rio: clearly can't get enough though 🤷 Rio: and what boys do I know that can afford to come with? Rio: not into anyone enough to be paying their way tah Indie: i aint kno cos u aint laid no destination on me bitch could be boujee or budget innit sun still shines Indie: imma just say check yo case for dat boyy hes WELL on top its a dred thing Rio: Oh my bad Rio: packing got me like Rio: 🍔🎆🦅🔫 Rio: there's your clue Indie: o damn k didnt think ud be on me to do no homework but 🏈 man Indie: i follow dat & it follows thru u gotta bring me back an american boy ✌✌ they like another species its a madness & it be like 🔬🏫😂😂 Rio: 😂👏 Rio: I'll try and fit one in my bag, like Rio: Gonna be gone 10 days, that's alright, yeah? I'll sort everything, make sure dickhead knows so he won't show up whilst I'm gone Indie: not too small innit tho 😏😏😍😍🤤 Indie: fr? oo the real talk b how you affording that if no mans b picking up the check got me suspicious on you now 👀 Indie: did u rinse his 💸💸 afore u bounced like? 💪✌ Indie: call it tourist tax for how he livin Rio: 😂 you the most, bitch Rio: get me done for trafficking, even your da would never Rio: and what 💸 Rio: any bag he got going up his nose Rio: maybe I had help but that don't mean the man gotta be there when I am, like Rio: rule no.1 Indie: o shit 👏👏 girl u 💖💣💣🔥🔥🔥 if that aint prove u wilder than drew ever tryna be so imma expect my boy ty 💋 Rio: 💕👑 Rio: failing that, shit ton of junk food, yeah? Indie: lbr thatd do me better 😍😍🤤🤤🤤 Indie: how rule 2 b then?? hit me w that schoolin mama Indie: i got my pen & paper out rn Indie: 🤓🤓🤓 Rio: damn Rio: take 📸 so your teachers believe Rio: just need to bribe you, duh, ain't hard Indie: if they wanna gimme dem lessons on how to get ✈ to the sun i be 👂👂👂 too trust Indie: what drew chat bout u bouncin? he chill on me doing how i want now if nobody 💀💀 orrrr Rio: they reckon they is but that can be rule no.2 Rio: most people dun' know shit or they lying Rio: you'll have to check yourself but he seemed chill Rio: gonna miss me so much, obvs Indie: true facts i done kno since i 👶 & came up Indie: nahhh cos theres a boy imma need to check me while u aint there to 👀 u kno Indie: drew better keep out my way man Rio: easy Rio: you been living with him longer, you know how you gotta but don't be stupid, alright Indie: ✌☮ Indie: i got it Rio: You better Rio: don't make me look bad now Indie: girl u aint gonna be owned by me ur the baddest 💖💖💖 imma b so 👼👼👼 for u believe Rio: 💋 Rio: good Indie: 10 days gonna be a madness tho fr Indie: got used to u around me Rio: I know Rio: I just need this Rio: running on empty, like Indie: he tryna rinse u all out its no wonder like Indie: when u ✈ out tho? Rio: you know Rio: cut him off, gonna have him fiending Rio: not my concern, though Rio: not 'til friday night Indie: ✂ boy soz but nahhh 💋✌ he a next man now & he kno how he did it no 💔😢 cept his Indie: u best be making time to farewell on me then innit 👑💖💖 Rio: Never as deep as he playing Rio: Curtis too 🙄 Rio: 'course I am! 🧡🧡🧡 Indie: they all want the biggest piece cos u 🎂 baby so hyped cos u worth that 💎💎👑💎 Rio: They can hit me back up when they can afford a better jetset, init Indie: u kno 😂😂😂 Rio: 🍀 lads Rio: don't see either you working that hard Rio: i got this Indie: they need more than 🍀🍀 better 🙏🙏🙏 mandem Indie: maybe jc got ur back cos we too busy handlin our own Indie: ✌☮ Rio: 🙌 amen sis Indie: he better 🙏🙏🙏 fr if he roll up to our door again Indie: not the feds imma 📱 to come thru Rio: he won't, if he got even the sense he was born with Indie: do he tho?? thats a nah if he gonna b how is w you like he aint kno who u is Rio: 🤞 he learning now I'm gone Indie: or we gon b 🙏🙏🙏 for his next Rio: 😬 Lawd don't Rio: have to give a PSA Indie: innit tho Indie: like u aint already got a fulltime Rio: and then some Rio: boy I'm busy Indie: & if he was busy doin he wouldnt b in this Rio: fr Rio: needs to get himself a job 'fore he get another woman Indie: & afore he gets himself landed in the pen Rio: nah, he would NOT do well in prison 💀💀💀 Indie: he only think he a rudeboy i can hang harder than how he do & im halfgrown only Indie: 💪 tho Rio: 🤷 no lie Rio: ffs, what must people think Rio: 🤡 Indie: that u a 😇😇😇 doin dem good deeds like 🙌🙌 Rio: 😏 hmm Indie: he's a white boy so its bare charity already Rio: 😂 Indie Rio: don't be self-hating Indie: just sayin Rio: you funny girl Rio: also you not lost no more, yeah? Rio: i'm off to work Indie: i kno where i am & where i need to get its all good Indie: safe Rio: ✌ Rio: laters then baby 💋 Indie: ✌✌💖💖 big love 💋👑

a cup of coffee to warm my icy heart

AHHHHHH GUYS LOOK IM SO SO SO SORRRRRRYYYYYY I SWEAR I HAD THIS FINISHED LAST FRIDAY I JUST FORGOT IM SORRRRYYYYY

i know this chapter is one week overdue, and i hope u guys can forgive me.  i swear i had it done ages ago, just forgot to post it. also, its more than twice the length of the first chapter, if that makes up for anything.

thank you to @puzzle-of-life-reason-for-death​ for the reminder, this chapter is for you!! :D

btw, some chinese swear words are involved, and the translations are at the bottom. if u dont like them, rlly sorry, i just thought it might be fun, cause you know, both baits and an speak chinese canon, and so do i, so why not?

tell me if u dont like it, i wont include them in the next chapter

otherwise, enjoy~~ ^_~

CHAPTER 2: JUST A TINY PART OF ME (FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU)

The second time was not so much of an accident, but oh well, not-accidents happen all the time, don’t they?

The annoying door ringing speaker thing once again announced Baitsakhan’s appearance at Endgame.  A very pissed Baitsakhan.  A very pissed Baitsakhan who had not had coffee in the last three days and was currently dying of lack of caffeine in his bloodstream.  Red Bull was a poor substitute; he needed freaking coffee.  The darker, the better.  The scene from last week flashed back in his face, and Baitsakhan cringed a little on the inside.  He was not willing to make a fool of himself again.

He had surprised both his sister and An by staying away from coffee for four days, and then couldn’t help but get some coffee from The Starbucks.  At least he had figured out the barista’s name.  Hilal Ibn Isa Al-Salt.  He was awful proud of his memory; who on earth had long-ass names like that?  For once, he was appreciative of his unique, surname-less name.

But the Al-Salt guy’s infuriating niceness had gotten the better of him, and he had once again scared Baitsakhan away with a honey-bee-pesticide-banning petition.  Who cares whether bees died?  Screw them.

The absence of a sufficient amount of caffeine, however, was not his only problem.  The Phone Guy (as baitsakhan had deemed him) had texted him back, albeit the dire-sounding warning, with a outrageous reply of, omg so sry got the wrong # D: rlly rlly sry :(.  And then, of all the emojis he could have typed, he chose the freaking <3.

Needless to say, Baitsakhan was pissed.  No one, no one the whole damn world, was allowed to send him a heart emoji (save Sarangerel and An’s incredibly sweet girlfriend Chiyoko, but that as different), and yet this complete stranger had taken it upon himself (or herself, he added as an afterthought) to send him one.  This was an outrage.  He would not dignify this text with an answer, he thought to himself.

So, naturally, he just had to go to that nice coffee shop to calm himself down.  Just had to.  And it had nothing to do with wanting to the hot barista.  Absolutely nothing.

Seating himself at the table closest to the window, he took out his phone, absent-mindedly scrolling through his playlist.  

An indefinite amount of time passes.  

And then, out of the blue, a hand suddenly tapped him shoulder, and, startled, he whipped around, teeth bared, hands out in front of him in an offensive position, ready to gouge the offenders eyeballs out ––

The cute barista (Maccabee, his mind supplied) is, apparently, said offender.

Great, there’s another person who thinks he’s a psychopathic weirdo (not that he isn’t, but still).

But instead of freaking out at his overreaction, the guy laughs.  Who even does that after a near-death experience? (Okay, maybe he’s exaggerating, but there’s no denying this guy was weird.)

“Chill dude, just here to take your order.”

Met with Baitsakhan’s blank look, the guy raises a perfectly arched eyebrow.

“Look, I love having you here, but if you don’t order something, like, right now, I’m going to have to kick you out, ’cause I just got this job and I really don’t want to lose it.  You know, you’ve been sitting here for like half an hour doing nothing.”

Holy hell, he’s been wasting thirty minutes doing nothing?!  Scrambling up (in a very dignified way, of course), he says, in a voice he hopes is impassive,

“Sure, I’ll have an espresso or something, like that thing you made last time.  If you don’t remember, I’ll just have the thing with the most caffeine.”

Maccabee (again, this is all his brain’s doing, there is no way Baitsakhan would consciously remember people’s names, even super hot guys) laughs at that, shaking his head.

“Of course I remember, who would be able to forget the order of the cutest guy we’ve had here since I started working?”

The blond is nice to enough not show any visible reaction to the way Baitsakhan’s face burns a deep red color at his comment, and instead smiles a bit lopsidedly and turns to go.  Suddenly he pauses, turns back to face the noirette, and before Baitsakhan can do anything the older teen quickly winks, so fast it was almost missed, and continues on towards the counter.

For the next five minutes, until Maccabee comes back with his drink, Baitsakhan just sits there, eyes wide, mouth gaping like a fish, shell-shocked.  Even then all he can do is close his mouth and nod his head politely.

A buzz from his phone catches his attention, finally rousing him from his stupor.  For a moment, he thinks that it’s the Phone Guy again, but when he see’s "Asian Hacker Lovebird”, he smiles to himself and swipes the screen sideways to reply.  Though he would never admit it, An crashing into his life nine years ago really made his life better a thousand-fold.  He remembered first arriving in North America, a bitter, parent-less seven year-old, small for his age but savage and aggressive, despite the language barrier.  Oh, he learned English in his due time, but back then, really all he could say were a few basic swear words that immediately earned him half a dozen enemies.  The one person he gravitated towards was a kid in the year above him, a Chinese boy who was all glares and rule-breaking and rebellious behaviour.  Looking at his slim frame and lanky form, people would be led to falsely believe that An was all bark and no bite.  

They couldn’t be more wrong.  

Professional in at least ten different types of martial arts and an expert at (illegal) poisons and (illegal) hacking, An was definitely a formidable opponent.  Baitsakhan’s type of guy.  They were the perfect pair, both cold and haughty at school and in public.  No one needed to know they played video games together well into the night and had weird movie marathons on a regular basis and smiled until their face’s hurt and laughed until they couldn’t breathe.

He was a good friend, cynical, with a dry sense of humor.

Right now, however, not so much.

asian hacker lovebird: where r u????

asian hacker lovebird: baits

asian hacker lovebird: answer me child

asian hacker lovebird: ANSWER ME CHILD

im-not-smol: Piss off.

asian hacker lovebird: THE CHILD IS HERE

im-not-smol: Don’t call me a child.

asian hacker lovebird: i repeat where r u

im-not-smol: A cafe.

asian hacker lovebird: specify

im-not-smol: Endgame Cafe.

asian hacker lovebird: U MEAN!!!

asian hacker lovebird: LIKE DA 1 W/ DA HOT BARISTA U RANT ABT 24/7??!!!!

asian hacker lovebird: OMG STAY RIGHT THERE DONT MOVE IMMA JOIN U

im-not-smol: Don’t you dare.

im-not-smol: 傻逼

asian hacker lovebird: oh no u did NOT just call me that

asian hacker lovebird: now i need 2 come 2 beat u up

asian hacker lovebird: it is a MUST

asian hacker lovebird: see ya in 2 min

im-not-smol: 王八蛋

asian hacker lovebird: SHUT UP JUST SHUT UP IMMA COME OVER RN 2 BEAT UP UR STUPID ASS

im-not-smol: You can try. ;)

asian hacker lovebird: challenge accepted ur goin DOWN boi

im-not-smol: We’ll see about that.

asian hacker lovebird: ur “impecable grammar” rlly pisses me off

asian hacker lovebird: *imppecable

asian hacker lovebird: ugh

asian hacker lovebird: smthn watevr i kant spel

im-not-smol: It’s not my fault you turned autocorrect off.

asian hacker lovebird: when will u eva learn 2 txt like a normal person???

asian hacker lovebird: 好落后

asian hacker lovebird: just sayin

im-not-smol: Shut up.

asian hacker lovebird: look up

Baitsakhan raised his head, only to be met with the sight of a very distorted face right next to his head.  And of course he didn’t scream Jesus Christ and shriek like a little girl, what are you talking about?

The weird twisted face outside morphed into a wicked grin and the doorbell rang once again as another customer entered, tears of mirth still apparent in his eyes.  This new comer looked quite out of the ordinary, tall and dressed in nothing but black and silver, a face that was all harsh angles and sharp corners and pale skin.  A contrasting red teardrop tattoo stood out, leaking out of his right eye, and his strange hair style earned him quite a few looks from the other customers.

“You’re so stupid.”

“Shut up, you will speak of this to no one, understand?”

Most people would quake with fear at the aggressive tone, but An just rolls his eyes,

“Normal people don’t speak like ancient three-hundred year-old vampires, Baits.”

He drops down on the chair opposing Baitsakhan’s, leaning back and crossing his legs, stretching them out in front of him, a picture of complete ease.

“So, where’s the hot shot?” An says in a mock-whisper tone.  Baitsakhan glares at him before subtly motioning towards the counter, where Maccabee is leaning against it, his phone one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.  For a moment, An just stares, a small smirk on his face (not that the smirk ever disappears), whistling appreciatively.  And then, out of the blue, he shouts, so loud that he attracts probably the attention of everyone else in the mile radius,

“Hey there, aren’t employees not supposed to serve themselves?”

Startled, Maccabee looks up.  He sees An’s triumphant expression and Baitsakhan’s kill-me-now-please-just-shoot-me-and-save-me-from-the-torture one, and kind of gathers what happened.  A lazy smile slips onto his face.  He walks over, leisurely, still holding the half-finished drink.

“You’re right.  But… ”  He pauses for effect, and in that short amount of time An actually gets around to rolling his eyes again.  The boy really gets a lot of practice.

“I’m off duty.  Ais over there took over for me.”

He gestures at a red-headed girl who has somehow managed to escape their notice until then.  For a moment, a strange look flits across Baitsakhan’s face, but as quickly as it got materialises, it disappears.

An shrugs.

“Oh.  Good for you.”  He says awkwardly.

There’s an uncomfortable silence, like the type when someone ought to say something but nobody does, before Baitsakhan finally interjects,

“Thanks for the coffee, but I think my friend and I should get going.” Here he pointedly glares at An, who stares innocently at the ceiling.  

“How much is it again?”

Maccabee shrugs,

“Don’t worry about it, as long as you come again, it’s on the house.”

He winks suggestively.

Baitsakhan, of course, agrees.  After all, who could say no to a free cup of coffee, right?  And obviously, obviously it had no correlation to the fact that he actually wanted to come back to ogle the baristas.  Duh, no.

When he first visited the coffee shop, Baitsakhan never imagined he would meet someone like this who flirted blatantly and paid for his drinks.  When he first exited the coffee shop, he never thought he would come back again.  When he came back the second time, he never thought that this place would impact his previously non-existent love life.

Only when they are outside the door, Baitsakhan for the second time, An the first, and An is laughing at his lovestruck (Baitsakhan would deny this) expression that Baitsakhan realises that maybe, maybe a tiny part of him has fallen in love with Maccabee.

(Just a tiny part.)

CHAPTER INDEX (for your convenience)

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so. how’d you guys like it?

here are the translations:

傻逼 = dumbass/idiot

王八蛋 = its like f    er (sry, i rlly dont like swearing in english in writing, i feel like ppl will track me down and yell at me)

好落后 = so behind (as in trends, like in the context of not caught up on the latest trends)

hope that cleared things up a bit, if not feel free to send me a quick message, and i’ll explain to you in detail.

anyways, any suggestions for the next chapter?? (i really need to change the texting usernames, any suggestions for the individual characters?? eventually all of the players are gonna get involved one way or another in the texting conversations)