five 🍉 hiatus

#dancae isekai'd beta head butler caelus + obsessive duke alpha dh, implied jingren

initially, caelus had planned to run away at the first sight of young master dan. especially since the character he possesed, who oddly enough shared his name, is killed by the psychotic ML.

dark #dancae abo, (stalker + actor) obsessive alpha dh, (fan) alpha cae

caelus has never been too interested in actors, paying into more detail of the drama's story. however, one particular afternoon with march changes his mind.

it's the same day that caelus notices a pair of eyes.

this is so poetic

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HELP thanks king

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caelus raises a brow before facing march with a peculiar look.

“how'd he know my name?”

march blinks again. “didn't you tell him?”

“no,” caelus says. “i didn't.”

“a backstage pass! you have one— how did you even get it? did dan heng give it to you?”

march bombards him with questions before handing over a glass of lemonade.

“uh, yeah, actually—” caelus pauses, recalling something.

march blinks. “what?”

the silver-haired man jumps, turning sideways as he meets march's shocked expression, jaw wide open as she held two lemonades in her hand.

“where the fuck did you come from?!”

“you got a backstage pass?!”

caelus blinks.

“huh?”

without question, caelus takes it before walking out with a small smile. he's quickly hurried out by the gaurd before he can properly inspect what dan heng had given to him.

the paper is a bit weird, a few words he couldn't recognize and—

“caelus!”

caelus gives an apologetic smile, but he's met with an almost ticked off expression. not to him, but to the security gaurd.

dan heng clicks his tongue before quickly taking something out of his pocket, handing it over to caelus.

“give this to my staff later, caelus.”

“we could just talk about your day, how you've been and all.”

caelus nods in reply, pressing his lips into a thin line before starting.

“i—”

“one minute is up, please exit.”

oh, you've gotta be fucking kidding me.

“so, uh— how exactly do we do this?” he laughs awkwardly, insulting himself inwards. why was he so nervous?

“i take it this is your first time to an event like this?” dan heng laughs in return and it sounds foreign— so, so different from TV.

“yes,” caelus answers truthfully.

from the corner of his eye, he can see on his nape, scent blockers.

so that's how.

“hello,” dan heng starts the conversation with a smile, a bit different from the one he had seen on television.

“hello,” caelus replies.

he meets eyes with the actor— dan heng.

surprisingly there's no scent, at least, not anymore. caelus wonders what he had sensed earlier, autumn, perhaps his stalker had followed him here?

he shivers, taking a seat in front of dan heng.

the woman next to him seems to have sensed it too, seeing as she's gotten quiet.

“next, please enter.”

there's alarms blaring in his ears, loud and overwhelming, but the burn is addicting and everyone else is waiting. so caelus enters inside, only a foot in before—

“he is cute though, why don't you shoot your shot?”

oh god no. i'm happy single! i'm not ready to mingle!

“excuse me—”

before caelus manages to turn around, there's a burn of autumn flaring in his nostrils and he can't help but instinctively cover his nose.

“is that guy an alpha?”

caelus hears a few whispers behind him, feeling their gazes on his back.

“he's handsome, you think i have a chance?”

“weren't you here for dan heng? fake fan,” a third voice cuts in, laughing at the end.

march quickly looks up to find its her turn to enter the booth. “i'll see you after this, let's go get some drinks at the stand.” she quickly waves him off before entering.

caelus stares at the booth, then to his phone.

something abruptly shifts in the air.

there's a guy right there!” march points to a stand with a guy selling promotional drinks with a dan heng standee next to him.

“you're too funny.” caelus deadpans as the pink-haired girl laughs her ass off.

“next, please hurry up.”

“this is so exciting! i've never been to this type of event before.” march curiously looks around, only to be met with crowds of teenage girls and women dressed nicely.

“i feel like i'm out of place of sorts.” caelus sighs.

“oh don't be so dramatic—

it's not like he could back out anyway, seeing as how he's already at the event with march.

“please refrain from exceeding the time limit,” the security gaurd had said, letting the girl up in front of them inside the booth.

caelus doesn't know what to expect when he agrees to the arrangement. sure, he had slightly been persuaded because it was dan heng, also because he could take some time off from home.

but there was an uneasy feeling in his gut.

“why me?” caelus retorts. “because you're also a dan heng super fan, aren't you?!”

it was true he had binged everything dan heng had been in, bought some merch, kept track of his newest appearances... but it was all out of curiosity!

“please, caelus, it's gonna be so fun!”

caelus side eyes her as much as the people passing by them do, he continues to drink his bubble tea and cover his face with his cap, both out of embarrassment and instinct.

“caelus, please, we have to go!”

the silver-haired man almost chokes on the tapioca pearls.

back. he manages to find him in the end and it sends chills down his spine.

“dan heng has gotten a busier schedule these days,” march says while drinking her coffee. “but he's having a fan meet this tuesday?!” she screams at the realization, ogling at her phone.

they hadn't told march, or at least caelus hadn't and march was good at pretending, because she had been trying to distract him for the past few days. bringing him outside and eating at restaurants far from home.

he feels the stalker back off for a few days before coming—

☆

and it was still hot.”

caelus drops his fork, a loud metal clang echoing.

“i threw it away,” stelle whispers. “but it burnt of autumn and i— i think it was tampered with.”

“caelus, i think someone is trying to turn you into an omega.”

that.. your room was completely clean. clothes folded and all.”

caelus tries to remember yesterday, when he had left for work in a rush and left his room messy. he just assumed that stelle cleaned it.

“on the kitchen island, where you sat,” stelle continues, “there was a meal—