Late nights usually found Jihyo enjoying a long shower (complete with impromptu full concerts into the showerhead) before she fumbles around her room, doing everything from girly nightly rituals to writing in her journal for usual daily entry. Tonight was no different as she tapped her pencil against the desk. Her mind was filled with so many thoughts lately, but the words weren’t articulating the way she wanted them to. As she twirled her pencil around her finger, she figured maybe she would just slide under the covers instead, leaving the entry unfinished. But just as she’s about to close the small distance from the desk over to her bed, she hears the not so melodic singing pierce the night air.
Perplexed by the sound and struck with a confusing combination of being mildly amused although perhaps slightly irritated that her train of thought was interrupted, she padded over to the window sill, climbing onto the cushions of the nook. She cracks open the window, recognizing the song after the second verse, her loud laughter filling the air as she was sure the person giving a free concert wouldn’t mind. She wondered vaguely if she could add some kind of dissonant harmony to the broken melody of the drunken patron, humming a few notes under her breath when movement and a creak of a window caught her attention. Ah yes, company. Just what she needed.
Leaning her forearms against the sill, she poked her head out, the gentle breeze blowing her hair out of her face so she was clearly recognizable despite the dim lighting. “Enjoying the free show?” she grinned, pulling a hand up to cup over her forehead.
Seokmin, despite having been troubled by the noise himself, hadn’t expected anyone else to use it as their own form entertainment. So when he heard a coherent voice above the mess of vocals being slurred from below, he jumped a little bit, eyes darting to the window of the apartment beside their own. “Jihyo.” he said, being able to just make out her face in the darkness. “This guys been at it for a while and I can’t sleep, so...” he gave a shrug. He hadn’t been introduced to many of the girls who lived next door -- only three of them -- and with Jihyo being one of them, he was glad it was her rather than one of the girls he didn’t know.
He heard some of the boys cheer with each other from the living room and Seokmin turned his head. He didn’t know what he expected to see other than the closed door of his shared bedroom, but after a few seconds he turned back again, looking down at the man. “Wanna play with him?” he grinned, sitting on the window ledge. Just as he caught on to the song, he began trying to harmonise with the messy voice below, looking over at Jihyo in amusement as he waited for her to join in.
Even though he didn’t talk to the girl much due to their own conflicting schedules, he knew what kind of things she found fun. And messing with oblivious people was surely one of them.
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