hi sorry for just disappearing from this blog!! if you’re still interested in interacting with guanghong, i have moved him over to my phichit blog which is now a multimuse blog!! i will no longer be using this blog but i probably wont delete it either since i have a lot of great threads and headcanons here i dont want to lose. hope to rp with you guys on the other blog!!!
a nod - certainly - at his question, before otabek moves to do just as he’s promised. at least, like this, it’ll give him something to do. otabek’s always been quiet and, when needed, obedient. but that doesn’t mean he’ll settle by just sitting around. there’s a reason he has a career in a competitive sport, and his hobbies include riding on his bike through cities along with DJ’ing by night. otabek literally cannot sit still. ‘ i’ll inform the coach and call for an uber. ’ he provides when he’s finished his task, the packed bag being put near guanghong. ‘ when i return, i’ll help you. please do not move until then. will that be alright? ’
“thank you.” the words are quiet as otabek returns with his bag, and guanghong doesn’t move to do anything with it, sure that everything is in there. if he does end up leaving something here, then he’ll just come back for it another day, when he isn’t in both emotional and physical pain. at otabek’s question, guanghong gives a simple nod, still and obedient. guanghong can be quite the chatterbox, but right now, he’s too anxious, too pained to be able to say much.
“i had to be ur fake boyfriend/girlfriend bc some creep was hitting on you and it was making you uncomfortable and now i have busted knuckles and a cut lip but hey are u okay” au
Perhaps not
as soon as the stranger appeared out of the bush, but as soon as he spoke, Ricken relaxed. Sure, maybe he
was a little too trusting – for all he knew the other could be some kind of
highway bandit – but in spite of his appearance and his young age, Ricken (like
he kept telling Prince Chrom) could hold his own against almost anyone, thank you very much. The only thing he’d
really been worried about was if the other was a Risen, and – those didn’t
talk, so it was safe, at least for the immediate future, until Ricken found out
who the other actually was and what he wanted.
“Oh!” He
relaxed his posture to indicate he meant no harm either, giving a small wave
even though he was still holding onto his tome with his other hand. “Sorry if I
startled you! I thought you were an undead. The halidom has been full of them
lately.”
Though, come
to think of it, even though he was giving the other the benefit of the doubt,
he would have really liked to see his
face.
the other’s posture and tone changed so quickly it was almost impressive– and perhaps a little naive– but it did help relax guanghong as well. he wasn’t about to let his guard down entirely, but guanghong deemed the boy safe for now as he wasn’t being openly threatening. it was almost refreshing, talking to someone who would offer a polite apology and a wave rather than pointing spears at him or grabbing at his dragonstone.
“it’s alright.” he lowered his hands, lips forming a small smile that the boy probably couldn’t see. “can’t be too cautious when there are so many dangers running about.” he can’t blame the other for having his tome ready– guanghong himself was still a little on edge. “i’ve been laying low in the forests to avoid trouble, but it seems like no place is safe now. i even ran into some of those monsters only a couple of days ago.”
my slow ass finally managed to clear out all my drafts!!– so if we got a thread going on that i havent replied to, please tell me bc i most likely havent seen your reply then ;; also, as always, feel free to hmu if you wanna rp! im always up for more threads u 3u
‘ i understand. ’ otabek concedes, hands clutched where his knees are: the posture of a perfect submission. he understands perfectly if guanghong may need a few moments to himself. the kazakh feels guilty, almost, for intruding on a time the other skater clearly wants to reflect on the incident which transpired. still, the medical staff at-hand has advised for an immediate seek to a hospital or a clinic’s complete evaluation by the proper medical team. otabek doesn’t think it’ll help - if guanghong stays too long with his injury untreated. ‘ i can help you pack your gears and other essential needs in the meantime? ’that’s the best he can offer without sounding impatient or brash … right?
the offer takes guanghong by surprise, wide teary eyes looking up at otabek. “could you?” his voice is small, matching his hunched posture. “i would really appreciate that… thank you so much.” he knows he should get his ankle checked out as soon as possible, knows that he shouldn’t be so afraid when there’s still a chance that the injury isn’t too bad– but when it comes to an ankle injury, it can possibly have a huge impact on how this season will play out for him. he wants to to be optimistic, but it’s difficult when it still hurts so much. “…i left my bag on one of the benches. it’s grey… with a little teddy bear hanging on it. and my pink water bottle is next to it.”
“Pfft, Teaching
someone how to swim is childs play, I’ve helped tons of kids learn how to swim!”
He was just a helper by nature, he liked to help people, and whenever he
noticed parents trying to help their kids to swim, he’d always offer at least a
little assistance, sometimes kids responded better to someone closer to their
age, or at least looked like they
were closer in age. It always made him feel just a little bit special when they
recognised him though, he’d been televised a few times in competitions so of
course some people would recognise
him but it always made him feel extra special when they did.
“Yes, good, confidence
is KEY to success!!” he cheered, stopping at a depth where he could still comfortably
touch the bottom, the water just about reaching his chest, waves making it a
little hard to stand up straight but he’d be fine, and so would Guanghong with
his floaties.
“Okay, so do you know
how to tread water?” first things first, treading water was important, it’d
help him actually get to the floating position if he needed it, plus it’d
always help him stay afloat with little to no physical exertion. “Just move your arms a little in slow back
and forth motions, slow and steady, don’t worry about your legs for now just try
treading water, like this!” he started doing it himself, lifting his legs
from the sandy floor to slowly start treading water, staying upright as he did “you have an advantage with your floaties so
we’ll use that to get you used to it”
“but kids always learn much faster,” guanghong protests, the slightest whiny tone to his voice. it’s not that he doesn’t believe minami can teach him, and he is still confident, he just doesn’t think this will be easy. if swimming was easy then he would have already been able to do it!
at least guanghong kind of knows how to tread water, so he nods. the few times he’s gone to the beach, he’s always brought a some kind of pool float with him which he would hold onto while moving his legs around. he’s never tried doing it with just small arm floaties on him, but he figures it won’t be too difficult– but if it is, then at least the ground is still very much reachable, and so is minami. (if minami has taught lots of children how to swim then he must be used to them grabbing onto him for support, and guanghong is not above doing the same if needed.)
with his arms moving back and forth, he copies minami, though guanghong looks far more concentrated. minami had said not to worry about his legs for now, but it’s difficult when that’s the part of him that needs to be lifted up. luckily, the floaties do most (all) of the work for him and he eventually gets used to treading water without too much trouble.
“i don’t know if i can do this without the floaties,” he admits, “it feels like i’ll just sink if i don’t have anything helping me.”
