leaning his head back as his eyes widened, soomi’s lips parted at the slow step minjoon took forward. keeping his hands pressed firmly to the other males chest, his fingernails clutched firmly onto the material of his counterparts shirt. “wou —— wouldn’t you fucking be ?!” he stammered as he refused to blink, keeping his eyes open in fear of suddenly being attacked by the gentle-natured male. as minjoon took a step back, a sigh of relief fell from soomi’s lips. almost feeling as though he was deflating, his eyes stayed locked on the other whilst his hands remained forward still clenching the air. “h-huh ?? a podcast ?!” with his eyebrows furrowing in an instance, he finally broke his gaze away from minjoon to look at the screen. “nope !! no i didn’t. i called you a murderer, not a serial killer. there’s a big~ difference. the only one who called you a serial killer was you,” soomi clarified rather stubbornly, cheeks flushing red as he tried to deflect apologising for his hefty accusation. a soft sigh fell from his lips, lowering his head as his arms folded across his chest. taking a step towards minjoon, he peaked over the others shoulder before propping his chin to rest atop it. “do you talk about cases all over the world ?! don’t you get scared in case someone wants to get you for hosting it ??” he hummed, tone much softer as his heart continued to race from the adrenaline. “i thought they say that it’s always the ones you least suspect, or even expect. maybe, that’s why i accused you.” he continued, further trying to justify his own actions to avoid blame. turning his head to get a better look at minjoon, a pout took place on his lips. “ … s-sorry,” he mumbled, the word barely audible even at such a close distance, as he felt sick to his stomach for saying it. instantly looking away as it left his lips, trying to once-again shield the crimson blush staining his pale cheeks.
it was a little unbelievable that minjoon, out of all people, was scary enough to warrant such a reaction. it had him rethinking his obsession with his work — he was very much into what he did, but if this was the reaction people would have if he ever outed himself to his listeners ... he would rather never do it at all ( not that .. he was planning on it any time soon ). out of habit, he hunches down a bit more when soomi made his way over, chin propped on his shoulder — it was only a few inches difference, but joon was, in fact, taller than soomi. a soft tsk left his lips, feeling a little bummed at the other’s reaction, but simply let him babble away anyways. it was when the male turned to him with a pout, that minjoon was letting out a soft sigh — his hand reaching out to roll up one of his paper’s at tap it at the top of the younger’s head. “bonk,” he whispered in the lack of space between them. “still, i can’t believe you would think that of me, don’t you think i would have done it already if i was that kind of person ?” a frown fell over his features, partially being playfully dramatic, but also being ... truthful with his choice of words. he gently shrugged his shoulders to push his chin away, taking a careful step back so that they were a good enough distance apart that he could actually look at the other while they spoke. hand dropping the papers he previously used to smack at his head on his desk and folding both arms over his chest, his own lips pouted out. “you must have a severe lack of trust in me, mimi.”
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