recklessthings | ♫ hana kim

If this were television, this would be a lovely, dramatic moment, where the confluence of several meaningful events come together in a perfect meeting. It's dramatic. It's romantic. It's the stuff that dreams are made of.

In reality, Hana falls through Rafe's open window. She's not even graceful about it.

She can't go home because it's three in the morning, and even if she managed to shift and sneak in her window in marten form, her mother would catch her. Her mother would catch her and skin her alive, as marten. So she's just going to hide out at Miri's for the time being. She texted ahead. Her biffle knows she's coming, so she figures that the open window she sees on the Guevara's apartment is Miri's.

She sheds her super high heels, scales the fire escape with the kind of skill that comes with a daughter frequently hiding from her overprotective parents, and ever so gently nudges the window open so that she can slide through it ...

... loses her balance and falls to a heap on the ground. Whoops.

She gives a bit of a groan as the bed rustles next to her, and she holds up a hand before she looks up at the person in question. "Sorry, I'm sorry, I totally tripped over my - "

Then she looked up. She really should have looked in the window before she climbed in it.

" - oh my God, you're not Miri."

Rafe's room is surprisingly tidier than Miri's.

This has more to do with the fact Rafe's genuinely fearful of his mother whereas Miri doesn't take the threats seriously, and less to do with his being particularly organized. Regardless, he will be grateful for the cleanliness in just a few minutes. Something he won't be grateful for, however? He hasn't done his laundry in a long while, despite promising that he will and hiding most of his dirty clothes.

What this means is: he only had one set of boxers to wear as he went to bed, and those boxers? Happen to be boxers Alexander gave him once as a gag gift, because he thinks he's so hilarious.

They're these boxers, for those watching at home.

The noise makes him stir a little, having the heightened senses that he does as an angel, but it isn't until he hears the thud that he immediately jumps out of the bed, legs getting caught up in the sheets. Somehow he narrowly manages not to fall flat on his face, but as soon as he's straightened up he's met with a very pretty girl and not a robber. Unless she's a robber, too. It would make her the cutest robber he's ever seen.

So now he's just staring wide-eyed, shirtless, and wearing those godforsaken boxers he will burn immediately the next morning. (He will also be doing his laundry.)

"... Who are you?"

Edited 2014-07-08 23:55 (UTC)

Oh no he's cute.

That's the actual thought that's running through her head at the moment. Actually, no, that's a lie, she's been thoroughly distracted by half-naked boy and abs and ... okay the boxers are a little ridiculous but she's trying not to let her focus fall there because staring there is kind of like a guy staring at a girl's boobs, and she's trying not to be a boob starer. It doesn't help that it's her current eye level, but she corrects that by shooting up to her feet.

It still continues to be not her most graceful performance with the addition of windmilling arms but she manages to stay on her feet, looking up at his face and hoping that she's at least in the right apartment.

"Who am I? I am Hana. Hana I am." God, she needs to stop talking. "I'm a friend of Miri's and she said that I could crash here to hide form her parents and I thought this was her window andI'mreallyreallysorrypleasedon'tfreakout."

Rafe is definitely awake now. He is pretty sure it's not a dream.

The problem is, as alert as he feels, his brain is still catching up to him. By the time Hana starts explaining herself, he blinks a bit with an incredibly dumbfounded expression on his face. Girl??? In my room??? Pretty hair??? It isn't until she starts to quietly freak out that he jumps into action. Stop staring, Rafe. It's not polite.

"Hey, no. It's okay. I'm not going to say anything, we just need to be quiet or my mom's going to hear. Not that we're doing anything. I didn't mean to - "

Annnnd that's about as much as he gets out. His arm stretches out toward her in an attempt to reassure her, and as he's taking a step forward, he forgets the sheets are still tangled up around his legs. So he does, in fact, end up faceplanting on the floor at her feet, exactly as he'd been fearing previously. She is now getting an eyeful of his tush. It's a really nice tush.

What was left of Rafe's dignity has officially left the building.

Her hands come up to clasp across her mouth as he falls and she tries not to get distracted by his tush - it really is a very nice tush - before she drops to her knees next to him. She appreciates him trying to circumvent her freak out by telling her that it's all good, but not at the expense of his dignity.

Dignity is very important.

Wow, it really is a very nice tush.

"Oh my God, are you okay? Did you break anything? I mean, not literally, because you'd have to fall a lot harder than that to actually break bone but let's just go with the sentiment here."

This is humiliating. Rafe honestly can't remember a circumstance in which he has felt more embarrassed - and he is best friends with Alexander and Leo, often putting him in ridiculous situations as it is - so that's really saying something.

He clears his throat, scrambling up to his feet as smoothly as he possibly can. (Spoiler: it's not actually that smooth).

"Hana. Hana, you are." He gently places both hands on her arms, if only to get her to focus on him. He even manages to smile a little, aware of how ridiculous he must look. Rafe's a lot of things, but he's also good at not taking himself too seriously, despite the warm flush that comes to his cheeks. "I'm okay. Are you? What are you doing here so late looking for my sister?"

He'll put a shirt on. Y'know, eventually. If he can find a clean one.

"I was out. Dancing. Maybe drinking. And I lost track of the time and by the time I caught up, it was three AM and if I tried to go home like this right now and sneak into my own room, my mother is almost guaranteed to catch me and skin me alive. She has a sixth sense. It's kind of scary. So I asked Miri if I could hide out here and she said yes. I was going to sneak in her window since that seems easiest but it turns out it was your window and ... well, you know the rest."

The stammering, the falling, the tush. It all played itself out from there. She gives a bit of a shrug as she stops spewing her endless stream of words before giving him an awkward smile.

"Which I should probably go to. Miri's room, I mean."

"Wait!"

Rafe blurts that out before he realizes that he doesn't actually have anything smart to say. He just doesn't necessarily want her to leave so quickly. This is a feat, really, if you keep in mind he's wearing Mario Brothers boxers and absolutely nothing else, and he should want to maintain at least a shred of dignity. But the reaction is a knee-jerking reaction and he winces as soon as he's spoken.

"I - you have to walk past my mom's room to get to Miri's and she's a really light sleeper." That's not a lie. Technically. "But I can help you sneak into it. Miri's room, I mean. Not my mom's. That would be ... bad. And you should also have water. I can get you water, too."

He's just trying to spare her from a hangover. It's the decent thing to do. It's not at all because she's super cute. ~~It is totally because she is super cute.~~

" ... Okay."

Yes. Water is good. Water will probably help her sober up a bit, not that she isn't mostly sober already. She couldn't have been drunk and scaled that fire escape, but she's tipsy enough that water is good and it means she gets to spend more time with Rafe then that's a bonus.

"Where to?"

"The kitchen."

It's whispered to her as he soundlessly leads her down the stairs. Rafe's a pro at this. Mainly because one of his two best friends is Alexander, and he's often had to sneak back in the house at ungodly hours of the morning while making sure no one is aware of it. Usually with Alexander and/or Leo in toe.

"Now that I'm awake, I'm kind of hungry anyway." His smile is sheepish as he turns to look back at her. "Does your head hurt or anything?"

She makes a negative sounding noise in the back of her throat as she follows him into the kitchen, taking a look around as she does. It's a kitchen she's been in before, but not with him in it, so it's a new and curious feeling that she intends on exploring.

Possibly when she's a little more sober.

For right now though, she's just going to sit at one of the chairs near the kitchen table, fold her arms on the table in front of her, and lean forward to rest her chin on the cross of her hands. "'m okay. Just need some water."

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