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He smiled when heard what she said and nodded, blinking slightly before bow politely, “Thank you!” Himchan said in a bright and grateful tone, shrugging when he looked at the girl again. He couldn’t hide how grateful he was, sleeping in a safe place would be better than sleeping in the hallway of a building. Even more after all the things he had done in the hospital that day; surgeries watched, blood drained and everything, all the exams he needed to get and all the things he needed to take note of — he felt like his brain would turn off at any moment and any place.
And following the girl toward her apartment, he scratched his neck and hummed softly before ask, “Ah, mhm, I don’t know your name… and I’m Kim Himchan, by the way.” He smiled softly and ruffled his hair.
Her keys clicked together as she passed them from one had to the other. Almost every mannerism made it seem like she was already doubting her decision a little even though she tried her best to hide. She hadn't invited anyone over in a long time and had never had anyone she hardly knew there. Her mind went blank and she couldn't even remember what the place looked like when she left that morning. By the time she picked out her front door key all the metal was warmed up due to how much she had been rolling them around in her hands.
Having been distracted with unlocking the door momentarily her reply came a bit late. "I'm Choi Boyeon." Just after she spoke the lock audibly clicked open and she slipped inside soon after. The door was left open for him as she got a head start to pick up a few scattered plastic bottles along with other things before he could see the mess.
Himchan shrugged when she tried to open the dor and nodded after hearing what she said; the worst thing was that he had an owl to feed inside there. Though, he wasn’t able to think about so many things at that moment, he was too tired, and when she offered her house for him to sleep at, he hummed and blinked slightly. “Mhm, really? Ah, it would be really nice of you— but I don’t really want to bother,” he mumbled before scratch his arm, tilting his head softly.
"You should just accept the offer before my better judgment comes back." It was hard to tell whether she was joking or not. Truthfully, it was a mixture, but she wasn't even sure what percentage of seriousness and humor she meant for it to be. There was a very slight smile on her face when she said it though, which indicated that he at least wasn't completely unwelcome.
She stepped back a couple times before fully turning towards her own apartment. A few glances were thrown back at him to see if he had decided to follow or not while she fiddled with her keys.
Fuuko puffed both her cheeks, trying to detect the voice. “Hmm, then maybe you know me from one of my performances? I was told that I am quite popular.” She chuckled. “Choi Boyeon…I’m Yagura Fuuko, but I think you know that already.”
Sasami barked and Fuuko leaned down to pet her. “Do you want to talk elsewhere? It’s pretty busy at this park, and I don’t really like large crowds.” She crinkled her nose as she can feel people practically bump into her. “Oof! Let’s go, please.” she said, reaching out to grab Boyeon’s arm.
The name sounded familiar, though it just seemed that she had heard both separately and not together. Before she had time to dwell on it much, the other girl had already suggested leaving and she had to nod quickly to keep up with the decision. When Fuuko missed her arm the first time she reached, Boyeon instinctively held it out to help, accidentally getting her hand grabbed instead. She felt a little awkward, but didn't pull away in case the action was mistaken for disgust.
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"For sure, the hospital is still open, but it’s far and already late, I won’t be able to drive with so much sleepiness." He frowned softly and tilted his head, scratching his cheek as he shrugs. "My parents live right beside this building, but they’re already sleeping and it’s hard to wake them up." Himchan pressed his lips together and nodded, ruffling his hair befre close his eyes for a slight moment, taking a deep breath. "Everything is difficult to me."
She looked him up and down again with clear wariness in her eyes before reaching behind him and twisting the knob. When it didn't budge she sighed loudly, dipping her head down as she backed away. "Yeah, that's...definitely locked." Her fingers laced together and she stood for a moment in silence before finally giving in to a thought that had been nagging at her. "I guess maybe you could sleep at my place. If you were comfortable with that."
"Your hair's messed up. Here, let me fix it."
Boyeon~
Tae sat still, letting her fix what she will, but he’d up end up messing up later anyways. He didn’t know why she did this everytime. The blonde liked the feeling of it though…the light touch against his forehead, “I thought you were just fixing the front…”
"What the- ow! Why the heck would you do that?!", that actually hurt, him holding his forehead dramatically and trying to stop the thumping he was feeling now. Tae groaned, deciding not to say much else as he was walking and rubbing his forehead…he looked agitated by that, but he’d still do what she needed anyway…with less than a smile on his face.
"I told you not to call me that in public," she said with her arms crossed again, pausing their walking once more when she glanced back and saw his face. "I didn't hit you that hard..." Her voice didn't sound fully sure of it and right after she grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand away from his head a bit too aggressively. Once it was removed she examined the area with narrowed eyes, rolling them after she found nothing there.
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"I remember you."
Fuuko’s footsteps come to a halt when she hears the statement, clinging onto her dog’s leash. She slowly turns around towards the direction she heard the voice in. “Um, excuse me, are you talking to me?”
She hummed a short answer and nodded before she noticed that the girl wasn’t quite looking at her. She was sort of facing her direction, but she could tell Fuuko couldn’t actually see within seconds. It surprised her despite her being fully aware of just how little she knew about the girl. There was just a distinct and strong feeling of deja vu that she hadn’t learned to ignore yet.
"Yeah um…I just thought…that maybe I’ve seen you somewhere before?" Thankfully the other girl couldn’t see her uncomfortably shift her weight from one foot to the other. This was extremely awkward, but she needed to know whether she had actually met this person or if it was all apart of what she assumed was a glitch in the phone. "My name is Boyeon, by the way. Choi Boyeon."
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Giving her a gentle smile, he took the objects from her, “eh, they’ll dry off soon enough.” He couldn’t care less about the store or the weather, he was bothered by being locked in the confines of the walls until his shift finished. Joongki felt grateful he had someone to converse with, “I guess you’re almost lucky then,” checking his watch for the time, “if it wasn’t for that rain, your day would have gone by smoothly.”
"I don't think it's too bad," she shrugged, slowly standing up and despite her words, cringing when she felt the wet spot on her pants leg. Another glance towards the glass wall of the store showed her that the pouring hadn't let up at all. "If the rain keeps going like this for much longer...Well I hope you sell umbrellas here or something." There seemed to be none in sight when she looked around from the spot she stood in now.
Himchan couldn’t help but widen his eyes at her question, waving his hands in front of his bidy before shake his head. “Ah, no, no! I work and study in there,” he said in a soft tone, shrugging slightly as he tries to feel less embarrassed at the moment. Tilting his head, the male pressed his lips together and rubbed his temple, blinking slightly. “I have an awful memory, and I forgot the keys in my office.”
She shifted on her feet, not able to settle in just one place. Her mind searched, but couldn't find a solution that was impossible to refute. "Is the hospital locked up or something?" She curled and uncurled her fingers inside her jacket pockets, idly scratching at fabric and lint. "Or maybe there's some place you can stay if you can't get to your keys..."
"Your hair's messed up. Here, let me fix it."
Boyeon~
Tae sat still, letting her fix what she will, but he’d up end up messing up later anyways. He didn’t know why she did this everytime. The blonde liked the feeling of it though…the light touch against his forehead, “I thought you were just fixing the front…”
"Alright…I’m game. Wait, put up with me?", he pouted in an aggravated state, almost wondering why she put up with him anyways. She could just not. He shrugged it off anyways, wanting to get this over with since, in a way, if she thought this was payback, he’d show her. He grinned a little, folding his arms, "A-NGEL-FACE."
"See?! That's exactly what I have to put up with," she suddenly blurted out as an instinctive reaction, stopping right in the middle of stepping out his bedroom door. With her cheeks slightly inflamed, she turned around to face him again, not caring if it was visible or not. It seemed like she was about ready to smack him or worse, but she ended up thumping him on the forehead instead.
The male took a deep breath and smiled awkwardly, softly scratching his arm as he looks down, pressing his lips together. “Hi,” he mumbled and looked around, humming slightly before look at her again. He already had saw the girl in the building, but never talked to her; they were used to just exchange smiles, only. And when he heard her question, a embarrassed chuckle escaped from his lips while scratching his neck. “Y-yeah, I’m okay… I just forgot my keys in the hospital.”
"You were at a hospital..?" The concern in her eyes wasn't hidden well, though it was only mild considering she couldn't see anything visibly wrong with him. Her eyes drifted down then back up again as she attempted to subtly examine him a second time to make sure she hadn't missed anything. Nothing looked too out of the ordinary except for his slight haggardness.
Minutes after throwing himself on the floor in front of his apartment, Himchan had easily fallen asleep right there; the tiredness was unbearable and he couldn’t keep his eyes open for so long, and the result was obvious. Though, with a soft hum, the male got slightly startled when heard a soft voice close to him. Looking up at the girl, his cheeks got a bit reddish because of embarrassment — he had never been caught like that sleeping in a hallway, so he cleaned his throat and got up soon after, blinking slightly as he feels his eyes burn. “Ah, mhm, hello.” He smiled softly and ran a hand through his hair, trying to fix it but only making it worse.
"Uh...Hi..." Her voice had gotten noticeably lower as she switched from looking down at him to having to look up. She took a step back to create a more comfortable distance before bowing her head a little. There was a silence that lingered far too long as she tried to think of what to say and how to say it. "So...Are you okay?" she asked as she stuffed her hands on her pockets, which she had a strange habit of doing to ease discomfort or self-consciousness.
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"i remember you."
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"i can’t leave you for five minutes without having something broken!"
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