sol:
a wiry frame staggered through the door of their apartment building. their hair was wild and slightly curly, while their cheeks were flushed from exertion. they appeared to be somewhat of a mess, but there was a gleam of delight in their eyes and smile. in their hands was a creature, seemingly content with their place nestled in the curves of their palms. sol byeol took care not to jostle the creature as they began to climb the stairs up to their floor. their eyes flickered between the eyes of their captive and what was in front of them. they were taking extra care as to not accidentally hurt it.
their destination, in this situation, was not their own apartment. oh no, they weren’t taking their captive creature to their own apartment. they were taking it to their neighbour’s. stopping in front of hyojin’s door, sollie coo’ed at their new animal friend before raising their voice to call through the door. “ hyojiji !! “ they didn’t raise their voice often, however they weren’t willing to kick their friend’s door seeing as their hands were full and thus made an exception. “ hyojiji, come look at the friend i made, “ their grin could easily be heard in their tone of voice as they waited, surprisingly patient for the door before them to open. once it did, sol byeol held up and out the creature to show it off to hyojin. the pigeon in hand cooed a greeting of its own at the witch.
he hears the familiar and loud voice calling for him from outside his apartment and quickly tries to finish what he has been doing --- his hands are covered in dirt from treating a plant, there’s soil underneath his fingernails which he’ll be sure to wash off once he’s done taking care of his flowers. he’s been planting new species all morning, digging into every small pot with care and delicacy as if he might break them. and he carefully places the pot he’s been working on down so he can go to the door, using his elbow to hold it open so he doesn’t get the doorknob dirty as well. if only he was that careful with the building’s floor... he wouldn’t get so many notifications from the staff.
hyojin already knows who’s calling for him behind the door though, not everyone calls him hyojiji, a nickname that he’s learned to appreciate --- in fact, hyojin loves being called sweet names. so when he finally gets the door open and meets the other, he can’t help but let a big and bright smile form on his face, his eyes almost disappear into small crescents, “sol!” he says with excitement sounding clear in the tone of his voice, and soon he looks down at his friend’s hands to look at his new ‘friend’. his facial expression softens the moment he sees the bird though... and he doesn’t hesitate to bring his hand up to gently caress the pigeon’s head with his fingertip. “aww, sol... how did you get this sweet baby? please, come in! i think i have some corn... we can feed it.”
