↳ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 for @kkotgilman !!
he knocks a few times – not too eager, but not too resistant either – and when the door swings open, eungi quickly plasters on a smile. “ oh, hey neighbour !! i’ve been eyeing the new fried chicken place across the school and just had to grab some chimaek. thought that maybe, y’know, i’ll stop sulking inside my room for a change and share my dinner with someone. no harm in trying to get to know your fellow tenants, am i right ?? ” he breathes out a laugh, one that he hopes hyunmin wouldn’t be able to look past to see how fabricated it really was, before raising the plastic bag in his grip. “ think of this as… uh, a welcome gesture to the complex. or an early seollal celebration ?? not the best when it comes to timing, i’m aware. but regardless of all that !! i don’t think we’ve properly met. ” the teacher smiles again before continuing on. “ i’m eungi, i live over at complex two. ”
╰ ☆ ❛ from the moment hyunmin was born, he begot the tempest. he never left the eye of his own storm. a being embodied by the golden illumination of a sun that never dies, he shared the optimism. but beneath the glimmer, there's a constant habit of engaging everybody in quips, in banter, and in amusements. mirth is a thin but strong cape hovering over his body.
as a teen, he exuded a warmth that others converged to, and it was easy for him to become the life of all events. invitations dropped onto him, heavy as the may rain. the students bathed in his sunshine, embraced by the aurate they listened to him. his teachers remain dazzled by his smile, comfortable enough to speak to him with a casual tongue. he greets strangers with the atmosphere of meeting long-lost friends. that was the formula he concocted.
even now, when hyunmin wanders to the habitual convenience store, it was satisfying for people to turn heads towards the aisle carrying his voice. for some individuals, he knows he is reminiscent of lightning, striking down and leaving them frazzled. he respected those entities, aware not everyone can immerse the white light falling on his skin as though a thousand volts tap into his spine.
he waved to the apartment tenants, greeted them, or offered a chance for small talk. but there's zilch intention to chase after the ones who prefer taciturnity, and somewhere for the man who always performs the first move, it slips his mind that someone might choose to greet him.
there's knocking on the door when he's idling on the couch, right hand on the phone, reading an article absorbing no information. while hyunmin's television rolls along without a care in the distance. it's the cooking channel. he doesn't think it's possible to go wrong with that, and he refuses to take anybody else's opinions.
he leaps over to answer it, curious who might have elected the fourth floor to badger. the doorknob turns, and he appears face to face with an absolute stranger. a whirlwind of emotions slams into him, initial confusion hiding on the other side of the disciplined rosy simper.
in front of him stands a guest with a spark of energy, which he both appreciates since it echoes his own persona. but also makes him wish to raise a brow when the other can't see. distrust isn't the appropriate word, but the thrill which embraces the other male comes across dubious. evocative of those networking parties he'd sometimes attend, and someone latches onto him. but he doesn't want to build a wall of prejudice before anything momentous happens.
❛ hi, eungi from complex two. i'm hyunmin, the owner of this humble place. i'm guessing i'm the lucky chosen one, huh? for your little celebration. come in, come in! ❜ he grins, sliding open the entrance with an arm and using the other to motion for him to enter the suite. there's never a reason to refuse free food, and the curiosity in unravelling the reason behind the sudden appearance is high in his mind. ❛ i love chimaek! i'd say it's one of my favourite pairings. but i feel bad not having anything. would banchan make do? or tell me your favourite food, maybe by chance i'll have it. ❜
