𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑'𝐬 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐗,
* 11:11 PM KST / GANGNAM, SEOUL, KOREA.
* ROOFTOP OF RISOL’s APARTMENT COMPLEX.
* OPEN TO ANYONE, AND EVERYONE !
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑, 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍. when she was a lot younger, and a lot more naïve than she is now, she would find herself alone on her balcony simply staring at her ; marveled by her stunning glow, her stoic silence. on days where she felt she didn’t have anyone to talk to, she felt comfortable unloading her stresses on the glorious circled orb in the sky — it working almost like a diary for her. tonight, of course, there was no exception, and there she stood ; eyes averted up to the velveteen expanse of stars and clouds, and she locked gazes with her longtime cohort — happy to see her once again. however, this time around, the two of them weren’t alone. instead, they were joined by a visitor, a friend, and that only made tonight more special than any other night. it wasn’t often that fuse’s leader had company at her home, but in the wintertime, she craved the contact of other humans — the cold weather creating a loneliness that she couldn’t possibly explain. most of the time, she prides herself on being independent, and a lover of her own company, so these feelings of desolation were more of an annoyance than anything else. luckily, though, she didn’t have to worry about existing idly in her own space for the next few hours. so, as she looked over to the other, she offered a warm smile — hoping it would help warm them up due to the frigid temperatures.
“ i’m sorry that i dragged you out here when the weather’s been so cold, ” she began, taking in a deep breath, then blowing it out to watch as it painted against the sky. “ sheesh ! i can even see my breath. we’ll head in soon, i promise. ” walking towards the the ledge of the rooftop, she blew her old, spherical friend a kiss goodnight, then turned to face her guest ; offering her arm for linking. “ don’t make fun of me, but it’s kind of a weird nightly ritual of mine to say goodnight to the moon ; i’ve done so since i was little. ” shrugging her shoulders, she felt a yawn come on, and instead of concealing it, she let it roar out ; chuckling as it ended. “ i’m so sorry. promotions have been really messing with my sleep schedule. i’m sure you know how it is. i’m glad that you decided to come, though. when we get back in, what kind of tea would you like me to make us ? or, would you prefer hot chocolate ? i’m delighted with either option ! ”
It wasn’t often that he visited the homes of others outside of those of fellow Impulse members. It, of course, was nothing personal, but he typically preferred to meet with people in a more neutral location. If a place was rather unknown to both of them, he found, it made for a more exciting interaction. Being at one’s home, however, meant that the guest would possible be on edge for even just a little while, which was typically how he found himself for the first hour or so.
The night was cold yet beautiful, so much so that it pulled a smile across his face. He’d always enjoyed winter for the way it brought people together, and although some preferred to stay to themselves, that most certainly had never been his way of going about things.
Dark eyes watched the moon intently, as if waiting for it to surprise them in some way, but of course She simply smiled back at them.
As Risol spoke, Charoen stood up from his half-hunched position against the railing, nodding slowly in agreement.
“A little cold never hurt anyone, though,” the rapper answered, smiling as he took the offered arm, linking his own with hers. Reentering the apartment, the woman yawned, and Charoen couldn’t help but chuckle. “Don’t worry, I completely understand. We do we ever get a regular schedule anyway, huh?”
