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”Noona, noona~”

A voice was heard after the couple of knocks on the door the male made sure to do before peeking into her office. A wide smile was bright across his lips when he saw her there.

“Can I come in? I brought you food.”

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Naturally, the mention of food got her attention. "Hi, yeah, come on in!" Gain smiled at him, setting her letters to the side and making room on her desk, before waving a hand to the extra chair for him to take. "What'd you bring me?"

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"Please don’t take that to mean you aren’t, ah.. I didn’t mean.." A frustrated noise and the furrowing of his brow are sign enough that his mind isn’t working quite as quickly as he would like it to, as it needs to, though he’s mildly grateful that before he can try to babble on again, certain to make more of a mess than he already had, something warm and delicate is touching his hand, and he’s left blinking back at her dumbly. It takes him a few seconds to process everything, resisting with all of his willpower his body’s natural desire to shy away from any and all touch, and while this contact is anything but soothing, it’s just comforting enough to have him backing up and taking his seat once more, this time just a little ways away from the arm of the sofa, with his feet kicked up and legs crossed beneath him.

She had been kind, even months ago upon their first meeting, and he doesn’t need to tell himself twice, as he may with others, that she means no harm, and so it’s gradual but earnest, his attempt at settling down, until he’s succeeded just enough to glance up at her again with meek but honest curiosity. “Writing, because.. Journalism? Am I remembering this right?” With the sun just barely skimming the tops of the large buildings that weren’t quite part of Jongin’s everyday life, he really shouldn’t find it as relatively easy as he does to melt back into the couch below him, fingers fussing amongst each other until the coupon he had mentioned moments ago catches his eyes, and he’s quick to pluck it out, a smile just barely tugging at the corner of full lips. “Uhm, that coupon. I told you. It’s a good deal, and it doesn’t expire til the end of the year, so you can come over—To the pharmacy, I mean, and redeem it, and we have lollipops at the counter, so you can take one of those, too. But, we’re not open today.. So I’m here. I like being here.” He pauses, blinking down at her dog; easily distracted, childish in his own way, he effortlessly jumps to a new topic. “What’s his name?”

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Even though Jongin didn't finish verbalizing his first thought, she understood what he meant, and wordlessly accepted the apology that it seemed to be leading towards. A warm smile curved onto her lips upon seeing him relax, and even more so than he had been before at that. Gain could tell that such things likely weren't so easy for him. After a spell of time that was probably longer than was normally acceptable, she realized her hand was still holding his and went to let go but before she did, small dots shaded differently than the rest of his skin caught her eye, and she recognized them to be scars peeking out from underneath his sleeve.

She glanced back at him when he spoke up and decided against mentioning them despite her curiosity, as she gently pulled her hand away to rest in her lap and gave a nod. "Mhm, that's right. I've got a little more work for the advice column, but that's about it for right now..." Gain tried to avoid the stack of letters sitting alongside her computer, knowing she probably had more than 'a little more' to do. So she didn't mind when Jongin's attention shifted to the coupon left in the basket, and she remembered him mentioning it as well as looking over it as she had been looking through the contents of his gift. Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear to get it out of the way, Gain leaned in some to look at the slip of paper in his hand as he told her more about it and the pharmacy. "I like having you here too," she said with a soft chuckle, sitting back again. "But I'll make sure to swing by the pharmacy sometime, for sure." Her eyes turned onto the dog when his did, maintaining the beat of silence between them before his question came. "Her name's Coco! I'm still not sure who's idea it was to name a white dog Coco, but it wasn't mine," she laughed and watched the pomeranian put her paws up on the couch cushion, looking between her owner and Jongin and wagging her tail happily. Gain reached over to gently scratch behind one of Coco's ears, smiling softly at her and then at Jongin. "You can pet her if you want, it's alright."

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Reason tells him that there’s more than enough space on the sofa, seeing as the boy’s body is all but crammed into one corner of the thing, leaning against the arm even after Gain has returned and he’s accepted the glass of water with several, hushed thank you's, and yet he tries to press yet further into himself all the same when she takes her own seat opposite him, merely out of courtesy than an attempt at shying away. “I wake up every morning except Sundays and check books,” he begins almost immediately upon her finishing her second question, as though prompted for a script he's long since memorised, because, really, he sort of had. “And then I take a lunch around one in the afternoon, and then back to the counter until five.” A brief pause and a sip of water, and he finally glances up at her, his breathing slowed from the walk over and the colour of his face gradually dying back down to something normal, tanned. “Except Sundays, like I said, because we're not open on Sundays.. Oh.”

It’s far from polite to tell somebody they look tired, regardless of how true one may think it is, and despite having barged into the older woman’s apartment with about as much grace and manners as the dog that’s trying its very hardest to crawl up one of Jongin’s sides, pink tongue and thick breath and all, he knows how terrible his question is going to sound, but asks it either way, already moving to stand and dismiss himself if need be. “Are you tired? You look tired, and I’ve already given you the basket, which has a coupon for a neckpillow, I believe, so I shouldn’t inconvenience you any further. I’m sorry.”

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After plucking a small bottle of lotion from the basket, Gain set it aside and turned to face him as he spoke, curling a leg underneath herself as she leaned against the back of the sofa. She quietly listened to him recite his schedule (although that wasn't really what she had meant), and tugged her sleeves partway up her arms before idly applying some of the lotion to her hands and wrists.

Gain was about to suggest meeting up again during one of his breaks, or his day off, when she heard the distinctive 'Oh,' at the end of his sentence. She looked back at him and blinked, about to ask what was the matter when he spoke up again. "Oh, no, it's fine!" When he started to move to stand she reached over to take his hand in her's with a gentle, reassuring squeeze as she softly laughed, despite her slight embarrassment. "I'm a little tired, but only because work has been hellish lately." Gain pulled the dog away when it started to climb on him, nudging it back onto the floor with a quiet warning to stop and lie down. "I've just been stuck writing all day, I was kind of lonely until you texted me. Besides, you just got here! You don't have to go so soon."

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It’s only when he passes into the immediate and comforting warmth of her apartment that he realises that he hadn’t quite been invited inside, two steps too late, and the reaction is near instantaneous, a hot wash of shame flooding to his face to add to the already healthy flush staining it, reaching even the tips of his ears—But he’s not allotted the time to panic, or not much of it anyhow, because she’s nudging the door shut behind him just as he’s turning to exit again and await a proper invitation inside, if he even deserved one at this point, and instead of cold contempt and possibly even shock, he’s meeting a warmth that has his jaw going taut and his feet fumbling trying to decide what direction to go.

"Oh—" He begins less than gracefully, though he pauses to gather his bearings before toeing off his shoes near the entrance, checking twice that he’s done so just for good measure, and following her lead deeper into the apartment. It was frightening enough: new walls and corners and rooms to adjust to, new doors that opened to God knows where. It was most definitely not the pathetic little studio his father all but exiled him to the day he he was diagnosed, and while all of the change surrounding him is enough to tighten something low in his chest, the place is warm, and smells distinctly of her, somebody that had, thus far, shown him nothing but kindness. “For the lunch, the other day.. No. The other month.” He finally finishes his thought, and it’s with a hesitant, but earnest attempt at bravery that he seats himself on the very edge of the sofa as instructed, the small dog that he had failed to hear bark upon his arrival refusing to move away from his feet as his fingers twist in his lap, uncertain of if he was allowed to touch it, or if it was allowed to touch him.

"W..Water? Please? Just water is fine, and if you don’t have any, that’s okay, too."

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"Yeah, I've got water. Just make yourself at home, okay?" She gave him a nod and the same sweet smile she had been wearing, briefly leaving to her kitchen to fill a glass of water for him before taking a seat beside him on the sofa and offering the glass to him. Once she did, the little dog jumped up into the space between them, having decided after further investigation that he was safe.

"It's really nice to see you again, Jongin," Gain started, pulling the basket into her lap to inspect it some more as they caught up. "How are you doing, hm? What have you been up to?" A lot could happen in three months, and she was very curious to know what could have possibly changed for him during that time. He looked just as she remembered him, acted nearly as nervous and fidgety too (but she still found that a kind of endearing if she were to be honest). Surely he wouldn't think the same of her though. In twenty minutes she only took the time to fix the liner rimming her eyes (that she had actually slept in that morning) with her fingers and brushed her hair in the same fashion. Hindsight is 20/20, and it was telling Gain that she could have probably done a better job at hiding just how tired she was from being run ragged with her work. It was too late for that now anyway, so she tried not to worry about it.

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empirikai

The horror is immediate and very, very real, all too palpable in the air around him the moment she speaks and calls him not by his name, or any sort of name he might have been expecting—but no, she deems him a stranger, and if he knew anything at all, strangers were not welcome and certainly not liked. As his shoulders stiffen up and his eyes grow to two, three times their normal size, almost comically, his mouth opens and closes a total of three times before he manages even one, broken sentence, the gears in his head working doubletime as he tries to make sense of what he just walks several miles for.

"No.. N-No, Noona, it’s me, Jongin, do you remember? Did you think it was another Jongin—" And then it hits him, far harder than he had been prepared for, and the wave of relief that washes over him as the coral staining his cheeks glowing twice as bright as he breaks into perhaps the widest smile he had dared to give in months. "Oh!" Is all he can give after that, unable to focus on righting his wrong when he had a goal here, a goal in the form of the little basket he quickly juts out in front of him in offering, already taking a step closer as a wordless answer to her question—he had all of the time in the world, and sitting down sounded quite nice. "There are a lot of things in there, like tissues and lotions and I think bath salts. Uhm. As a thank you."

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Gain's own eyes widened at his reaction to her words. Had she said something wrong? She was confused, and could only helplessly watch as he stood in her doorway without a single word as she wrapped her arms around herself, her fingers curling into the soft fabric of her sweater anxiously as the tone of her voice became colored with concern, "Jongin, are you alright...?"

When he broke his silence, she gave a small nod in answer to his first question before he seemed to have a moment of clarity. Gain blinked, stunned, before she softly laughed and added, "Of course I remember you!" The last time they had seen each other he looked like he was ready to turn and run from her at any moment. That wasn't so easy to forget, but she was glad that it was different today. Seeing Jongin's smile brought on a similarly bright one of her own, and her gaze only moved to look at the basket he was offering to her as she took it in both of her hands with an "Oh, thank you!"

Gain stepped to the side to let him into her apartment, letting the basket's handle slide up to rest onto the crook of her elbow as she shallowly shifted through the items on the top as he listed them. A lot of these things she already had laying around her apartment, but still, she appreciated the thought and effort Jongin seemed to have put into this. "A thank you, for what?" She asked him, hoping he hadn't felt obligated to do something in return for their last outing. After letting him in, Gain closed the door behind them and went to set the basket on the table, giving a quick wave to the sofa behind it for him to sit down. "Would you like something to drink?"

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