❛ ▓▒░ ┇ ✕. mooyeols.
feet remain swinging back and forth from his chair; eyes STUCK on the table rather than his companion sitting across, he SIGHS slightly before stirring the non-coffee drink by its straw. elbow is against the table, cheek resting upon his hand as his gaze flicks laxly across the room, as if the decorated walls of this coffee shoppe were ENRAPTURING enough as to hold his short attention span for so long. another few moments pass before he inhales deeply, quietly, FORCING the subject upon the other instead of this unexpectedly-tense peace.
❛ so, uh, mu-hyung, why exactly did you bring me out today? i’m not really a coffee drinker, y’know... not that i don’t appreciate it...! ❜








