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writetomyheart2015-03-15 06:44 pm
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[Team Five] Promises to keep
ORZ WHAT IS BEING TIMELY??? Sobs, sorry Ansa!
Anywho, have a snippet of like... Magical treasure artifact Indiana Jones-ish hunting beagle line featuring catboy Tao (... because apparently I have an addiction, whoops.) The rest of exo is around, somewhere, obviously. Help, I rly like chentao.
Now the panic had settled in, thick and dizzying, Jongdae turned back towards the camp, hoping, praying. How could they not have told him?
“Dude, Tao’s an adult, he can handle himself,” Chanyeol said, and Jongdae wasn’t violent by nature, but in that moment he wanted to punch the relaxation out of Chanyeol’s frame. “We need to reach the temple by dark.”
“No,” Jongdae said, because mission be damned, he was going back to the camp, setting off at a run, unwilling to waste any more time.
“Wait, wait!” Baekhyun wheezed, following after him. With a shout of frustration, Chanyeol bounced on the balls of his feet before joining, struggling to catch up with Jongdae’s breakneck pace. “Jongdae, wait.”
“Tao?” Jongdae shouted, skidding to avoid patch of mud, rounding a patch of briars to where their camp was situated against a cliff face. “Tao?” Please be here, please be here. I promised.
“Chen?”
He sagged in relief as Zitao stuck his head out of one of the tents, rubbing at his eyes sleepily, hair a spiked disaster and shrouding Tao’s ears. It was Sehun’s tent – probably why Chanyeol hadn’t been able to find him early. “Oh thank fuck,” Jongdae said, dropping everything so he could walk over, crouching down to smooth Zitao’s hair down, stroking his fingers through the fluffy mess and scratching behind his ears.
“Chenchen?” Zitao mumbled, blinking his eyes open and taking in Jongdae’s gear, eyes clouding with trouble, lips dipping downwards unhappily. “Are you going somewhere?”
Jongdae worked a tangle out of Zitao’s hair, making a soothing noise, almost more for himself than for Zitao. “Yeah, but you’re gonna come with me, okay? Go get changed, we gotta move fast. Do you want to see the full moon?” Zitao nodded, relaxing as he vanished back into the tent – to steal some of Sehun’s clothes, no doubt.
Chanyeol made a noise of frustration, but Baekhyun quickly hushed him. “Tao’s got night vision,” Baekhyun reminded his best friend. “And Jongdae’s not going to leave him here.”
Jongdae shot him a grateful look, his heartbeat still struggling to slow down. Baekhyun was right though, he wouldn’t leave Zitao here alone.
He’d promised, after all.
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Anywho, have a snippet of like... Magical treasure artifact Indiana Jones-ish hunting beagle line featuring catboy Tao (... because apparently I have an addiction, whoops.) The rest of exo is around, somewhere, obviously. Help, I rly like chentao.
Now the panic had settled in, thick and dizzying, Jongdae turned back towards the camp, hoping, praying. How could they not have told him?
“Dude, Tao’s an adult, he can handle himself,” Chanyeol said, and Jongdae wasn’t violent by nature, but in that moment he wanted to punch the relaxation out of Chanyeol’s frame. “We need to reach the temple by dark.”
“No,” Jongdae said, because mission be damned, he was going back to the camp, setting off at a run, unwilling to waste any more time.
“Wait, wait!” Baekhyun wheezed, following after him. With a shout of frustration, Chanyeol bounced on the balls of his feet before joining, struggling to catch up with Jongdae’s breakneck pace. “Jongdae, wait.”
“Tao?” Jongdae shouted, skidding to avoid patch of mud, rounding a patch of briars to where their camp was situated against a cliff face. “Tao?” Please be here, please be here. I promised.
“Chen?”
He sagged in relief as Zitao stuck his head out of one of the tents, rubbing at his eyes sleepily, hair a spiked disaster and shrouding Tao’s ears. It was Sehun’s tent – probably why Chanyeol hadn’t been able to find him early. “Oh thank fuck,” Jongdae said, dropping everything so he could walk over, crouching down to smooth Zitao’s hair down, stroking his fingers through the fluffy mess and scratching behind his ears.
“Chenchen?” Zitao mumbled, blinking his eyes open and taking in Jongdae’s gear, eyes clouding with trouble, lips dipping downwards unhappily. “Are you going somewhere?”
Jongdae worked a tangle out of Zitao’s hair, making a soothing noise, almost more for himself than for Zitao. “Yeah, but you’re gonna come with me, okay? Go get changed, we gotta move fast. Do you want to see the full moon?” Zitao nodded, relaxing as he vanished back into the tent – to steal some of Sehun’s clothes, no doubt.
Chanyeol made a noise of frustration, but Baekhyun quickly hushed him. “Tao’s got night vision,” Baekhyun reminded his best friend. “And Jongdae’s not going to leave him here.”
Jongdae shot him a grateful look, his heartbeat still struggling to slow down. Baekhyun was right though, he wouldn’t leave Zitao here alone.
He’d promised, after all.
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