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song hanbin. heir. dutiful son. she got my heart in a chokehold. private | 1x1.

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons‌:

“they do?” her brow perked, scoffing loudly as turned to him, rolling her eyes in an exaggerated manner. “i wasn’t informed girls liked those kind of guys. maybe i am not like most girls then,” miyeon said smuggly. oh hanbin, she doesn’t like you because you’re mysterious, she likes you for everything that you are regardless if you refuse to disclose things with her. she didn’t feel so lonely around you and you never failed to make her feel… special even in your tiniest ways. if only you knew. “oh so you want me to leave? i can go right now,” miyeon challenged, looking ready to stand up. “i was so set on making exceptions.”

you definitely aren’t like other girls, seo miyeon. the words were on the tip of his tongue but hanbin could only swallow them instead, opting for a more shorter answer. “maybe not.” there was a wistful look in his eyes as he looked at the woman beside him. their first meeting wasn’t exactly the most ideal, but it escalated into something else; something comfortable, something that was slowly teetering between friends and maybe i want to be more than just friends ⸺ his heart was always beating a little faster when she was around and every day he looked forward to go home just so he could get a sliver of chance to catch miyeon in the hallway. can’t say that any other women had done that to him before and he was twenty-six.  “don’t-” he reached out to hold her hand, the touch sending sparks running along his arm. “stay.” i want you to stay with me always.

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons‌:

“because i find it unfair that you know what i do and i hardly know anything about you.” she shrugged turning to him, the wind blowing in her hair slightly as she smiled at him. “or at least tell me something about you.” miyeon didn’t like to pry but hanbin was such a mysterious man that she wanted to get know fully. there was something that drew her to him, something she couldn’t pin point. “yes, i’m calling the police on you. my mom said not to talk to strangers.” especially ones that made her heart flutter like crazy. it was moments like this where she wished could stay in forever, where the world around them didn’t matter anymore. in this tiny fire escape it was just miyeon and hanbin. 

“well, maybe i want to be mysterious.” a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. he couldn’t help but enjoy watching the beauty that was seo miyeon, even more magnified under the moonlight. “i hear girls like those kind of guys.” he joked, as he took another sip from the bottle. the night might have been windy and cold, but he could only feel warm in her presence. “do you drink beer with strangers in fire escapes then? because from the looks of it, it seems like you haven’t been taking your mom’s advice to heart.” he nudged her shoulders with a chuckle.

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

as cliche as she sounded, miyeon looked forward to coming home every day. after she met hanbin, it wasn’t as lonely anymore. it was weird how just sitting next to him made her heart beat erratically and despite being outside, it was hard for her to breathe. still, song hanbin’s company was favored above other. heck, he was a better company than the cat, if she was going to be honest. they created their own world in the tiny fire escape, he momentarily took her away the stressful world she lived in and miyeon wished to stay by his side always. the place they first met unknowingly became her favorite place especially when it was with him. 

a snort escaped her lips as she brought the beer bottle closer to her lips. she wasn’t sure if her cheeks burned a soft red due to the alcohol or because of his words, maybe both. “i didn’t know you were a poet,” she turned to him, giving him an odd look but deep down she felt warm and tingly all over. “apparently, there are many things i don’t know about you,” she teased, perking he brow as she took one long swing from her beer. “tell me, what kind of business do you do. you never told me. because if it’s drugs, im calling the police.”

even in the darkness of the night, he could still catch sight of miyeon’s reddened cheeks and it made his smile grew even wider, if that was possible. he gently bumped her shoulder with his. “now, why would i tell you what business i do?” he found it cute how insistent she was in trying to find out what he does for a living, but there was a small part of him that was hesitant in letting her know, only because he didn’t want to break the comfortable bubble he had build ---- that he was nothing more than just a guy living on his own who doesn’t have to worry about his parents constantly on his back. “ouch, i can’t believe you would call the police on me!” he put his hand over his chest, feigning pain. “and here i thought we were getting along fine.” 

[sohanbin]

in the moondust ft. @seomiyeons

it’s been a while since he felt this relaxed.

sitting on the floor of the fire escape with his legs hanging on the edge, there was nothing in his mind except for her, right next to him; her voice carved onto the depth of his mind ever since they gotten closer. she made him forget the stress following the work that has been piling up on him at his father’s company, made him forget that he’s technically engaged, soon-to-be-married to somebody he doesn’t love.

he wished he could be in her company forever.

“the stars are beautiful tonight, aren’t they?” he looked up to the sky, admiring the bright, twinkling balls of light. there’s a half-empty beer bottle in his hand but he isn’t drunk. still sober enough to turn his head and give miyeon a lopsided smile, his eyes might as well be stars for the way it was twinkling with mirth. “but they’re not as beautiful as you.” his tone was teasing but he wasn’t lying.

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

there was something about hanbin carrying the baby that she couldn’t rip her eyes from. never in a million years would she have thought to see a sight as such and if she was honest, it warmed her heart. a small warm smile etched on her lips as she momentarily tore her eyes away from the scene, taking out her stethoscope from the bag that she carried, placing it on the nearest surface before placing the eartips on, a hand smoothly gliding across the baby girl’s stomach. she put the  bell lightly atop her little chest, listening intently to her heart beating, brows furrowed in focus. 

“you’re doing great,” miyeon whispered, taking off the eartips and letting the medical instrument hang around her shoulders, almost out of impulse she placed her hand under his, adjusting it a little, glancing up at him with the softest smile. “it’s true then,” she chuckled, “she does like you.” maybe her hand was on his a little longer than intended, suddenly realizing it. her cheeks burned a bright crimson as she slowly withdrew her hand, shoving it into pockets, backing a little. she could feel her heart beat erratically; maybe it was her that needed to get her vitals checked and not baby jangmi. the female quickly turned around and took out the medicine boxes from the bag— a quick distraction and escape. “i took as much as i could,” she told out to the young mother. “it’s not much. i’m sorry but next time i’ll bring more.” 

miyeon could imagine the struggle jangmi’s mother must be going through, taking care of her baby alone. she admired her strength and fighting spirit, her will to keep pushing just to keep her daughter alive. miyeon could wish that she would be half the woman that she was. “thank you for the tea,” she added as graciously accepted the cup with both hands, giving a small bow to show her gratitude; just the thing she needed to calm herself. “if you need anything please don’t hesitate to approach, okay?” glancing quickly at baby jangmi with a smile. “i wish i could stay long but jangmi looks like she’s tired. i’ll play with you next time, okay?” the female placed a small kiss on the baby’s forehead and turned to hanbin. “you ready to go?”

he wondered if time was standing still. with her standing so close to him, her eyebrows scrunched together that was too cute to ignore; it was as if he was trapped in a trance watching her---- shattered when he felt her hand upon his and he had to force himself to let a (slightly breathy) chuckle escaped his lips. “told you.” he replied, still keeping his eyes on her, the blush on her cheeks didn’t go unnoticed by him and he, once again, wondered if his cheeks were of the same color too.

looking away, he focused his attention on jangmi, trying his best to hide the disappointment from his face at miyeon moving away so quickly, suddenly feeling the empty space beside him. it didn’t help that he could still feel her touch lingering from his hands. he listened attentively to the conversation between the mother and miyeon while he cooed at the baby, her face lighting up immediately bringing a wide grin to his face.

marriage had been a sensitive topic to him these days, with his parents insisting he gets married with his fiance ---- who wasn’t even his choice for that matter ---- soon because ‘a nice lady like jihye will make you truly happy’ which was just a bunch of bullshit spouted by his father to rope him in into his plan of finally having good terms with jihye’s father who owns multimillionaire companies that could only rival the songs. it was, to put it simply, a business marriage; one that he can’t see himself harboring feelings anytime soon or having a child out of it either. there was no way he would bring a child into the world while being in a loveless marriage. he knew better than that.

yet looking at jangmi made his heart ache. for something he knew he couldn’t have. for something he knew wouldn’t be impossible but entirely improbable. for something he didn’t even think he wanted in the first place.  “yeah.” he answered, all too happy at handing off the baby to her mother. hanbin couldn’t find it in himself to look at jangmi any longer though he caved in the end to utter a polite goodbye before leaving the apartment faster than he intended.

“should i walk you home?” he asked miyeon as soon as they stood in the hallway in his best lighthearted tone, keeping his previous thoughts at bay and hoping to god the female doesn’t notice his odd behavior during the last moments of the visit.

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

miyeon didn’t expect him to follow but she would be lying if she didn’t pray that he would. her heart beat nervously in her chest as she began to walk away, thinking that her plan was a fail until she heard footsteps echo hers. she couldn’t help but turn her head slightly to check if it was really him, a small smile creeping on her pink tinted lips. 

pride swelled in her heart, appreciating his words and validation— not that she needed them— but it was nice to hear someone appreciate the little things. “i dont know, i just felt a strong connection with her and i kept thinking, what if this was my kid? what would i feel? and i just needed to continuously check on her just for me to get a sense of relieve that she’s doing okay.” her steps were small and slow, maybe purposely doing it so that their small stroll to the apartment would take longer. his presence was very comforting despite their bad first meeting and for some reason, miyeon liked being around him. was it too early to say? maybe. 

she had a dazed smiling looking down, before looking up at hanbin only to find him already gazing at her, his face closer to hers and for brief moment, miyeon froze, almost forgetting how to breath. she felt like she was in one of those movies where everything stood still. was it wrong for her to just want this moment never to end? her eyes examined his features. every inch and ever corner, admiring his piercing eyes and cute double mole just below his brow. his smile was a whole other story that had the capability to send miyeon into cardiac arrest. 

the door before them creaked open and everything seemed to come back to real time. it was brief and sweet but that moment forever etched in her memory. “jangmi!” miyeon greeted, turning her head to the door to find the little girl carried by her mother. “i’m sorry i havent been able to visit more often. how are you?” she asked the mother, “i have some of the vitamins and medicine i promised the last time.— this is hanbin by the way. he lives in the apartment next to mine,” miyeon added, stepping into the apartment and taking her shoes off. “come in,” the smile still on her lips as she turned to hanbin.

the moment felt too short for hanbin and he could only wish there were more to come as the door opened, revealing jangmi being cradled by her mother. the sight immediately brought a smile to his face, the urge to hold the chubby cherub too tempting. he could already imagine himself giving in to her every whims and demands with just a flutter of her eyelashes. song hanbin, with a weakness for babies? if only his business rivals knew.

he let miyeon do the talking before stepping into the apartment with a polite bow to the mother. there wasn’t much for him to say in the beginning, only listening intently to the conversation between his neighbors up until the older woman turned to him with a glint in her eyes that he can’t seem to place on, asking him if he could hold jangmi while she makes tea in the kitchen. “y-yes, of course!” was his instant reply, slightly caught off guard by the request. without hesitation, he reached out to gently lift her off from her mother’s grasp, every part of his features softening when he looked down at her in his arms. 

for a split second, he’d forgotten he wasn’t the only one in the room. “uh---” his eyes shot up to meet the female’s, suddenly feeling self-conscious. but for an entirely good reason. “am i holding her right?” he made sure to hold the the back of the baby’s head with his hand, but there was still a part of him that was worried he was doing it all wrong, despite the fact that jangmi was simply staring at him (---or the moles placed below his eyebrows?) wide-eyed, no crying, no complaints. 

[sohanbin]

for @seomiyeons.

baby, let me be your man so i can love you and if you let me be your man then i’ll take care of you.

LET ME BY ZAYN.

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

miyeon thankfully was able to regain her composure and tried to remain composed as she spoke to him, clutching the bag in her ams tighter. thankfully, the heat from her cheeks died down and she didnt feel like combusting anymore. what a shame that would be if she did. dammit hanbin, she cursed in her head, avoiding to look anywhere else than his face.

she was surprised that he knew her, then again, he probably knew more people than she did. a small smile tugged on her lips as the image of the baby girl toying with his tie. it would have been a sight, miyeon bet. “yeah, she’s a sweetheart isn’t she?” the doctor nodded, jangmi’s bright smile briefly flashing in her head.

with how he spoke about jangmi, she couldn’t help but wonder if he wanted to tag along. not that she had other reasons why she wanted him to— or at least that’s what she tells herself. the female slowly nodded at his reply, can’t help but feeling slightly disappointed, chewing on her bottom lip. later? when exactly was later? miyeon sort of went into a bit of panic mode, eyes blinking rapidly as she froze. “w—when was the last time you saw her?” she asked quickly before he could do anything else, a small hopeful smile growing on her lips. “maybe you’d like to check up on her,” with me. “i’m sure she’d love to see you— unless you’re busy, then maybe next time.” how many next times were there going to be? why do it next time when now was a perfectly good time.  “i’m gonna need someone to keep her distracted and she seemed to have gotten close to you.” as she said this, she started walking to the direction of the apartment, still facing him, also giving him less time to think about her offer which he hopefully takes. 

hanbin was surprised, blinking at her almost owlishly. he didn’t expect the offer from her; okay, maybe, there was a teeny tiny part of him that had hoped she would ask him to tag along but he didn’t think it will fall through. was this a sign perhaps? god, he was starting to sound like a teenage girl. if he didn’t know any better, he would have blamed it on hormones. (except he does know better and it’s more than just that.) 

when miyeon started to walk away, not giving him any chance to mull it over, hanbin didn’t hesitate to follow her knowing fully well he wasn’t going to let his chance of spending more time with his neighbor slip from his fingers. “i can’t turn down an offer like that when babies are involved.” when you are involved. he gave her a sheepish smile as he walked alongside her, suddenly feeling grateful that he took a shower at the gym instead of waiting to go back home. 

“it’s very nice of you to do this.” he started, using the time to walk from their apartments to jangmi’s place to good use. it wasn’t very far, considering it was just down the hall. “the whole checking up on your patient thing, even though you don’t have to since you’re not at the hospital.” stopping in front of the door, he turned to face his neighbor, his gaze boring into hers and for a moment, he was reminded of just how beautiful she was. “i find it admiring.” his voice a fleeting whisper, a little breathless as he leaned in closer before a cheeky grin lit up his features and he pulled away, knocking on the door.

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

for the first time in a long time, she came home right before the sun dipped down to the horizon and she wished it was like this all the time. her schedule this week was a lot calmer than the last. all miyeon could do right now was enjoy it as this was the closest thing she could have to a vacation. 

when she had time, miyeon would stop by her neighbor with the baby girl  that was around four apartments away from hers. she always made sure to check up on her since she was her attending doctor when she was rushed to the emergency room. if she could, she would often bring her medicine that the pediatric ward gave away.

as she stepped out of her apartment, she was greeted by the last person she thought she would run into. last person because they never really cross each other’s paths often so seeing him surprised her. not to mention he was in rather tight fitted clothes that emphasized his well maintained and toned body. miyeon stopped on her heels, trying hard not to stare at hanbin. she knew he was attractive, there was no denying that, but she didn’t expect him to be ten times more attractive with lesser clothing. 

“oh —  um,” she stammered, the bag in her arms almost slipping; miyeon was completely flustered. “hi,” she managed to mumble, giving him a small bow. she could feel the blood rush up to her face. “me? oh —  um,” as a doctor, she’s seen people naked —  some very attractive people too —  but why was she suddenly losing her cool? “i was heading to visit jangmi, she’s this baby girl that i attended at the hospital who lives on the same floor. i was gonna give her these — “ miyeon lifted the bag she hugged close to her, showing it to him. “theyre vitamins and medicine.  — were you just about to head in? or?”

hanbin had always known he was an attractive man, having been on the receiving end of attention from women and men alike so it didn’t take long for him to figure out that miyeon was flustered. to say that it didn’t stroke his ego a little would be a lie and he couldn’t suppress his smirk at her stumbling on her words. it was, in all honesty, cute.

“jangmi?” his brows furrowed, the name sounding familiar to his ears before realization dawned on him. “ah! i remember her.” hanbin’s smile widened at the memory of the baby girl, who he had the chance to bump into along with her mother in the elevator. was he also a little proud that he could find something--- no, someone, in common with miyeon? perhaps. (yes.) “she’s very sweet. likes to play with my tie, too.” he continued, the fondness  seeping in. his work environment doesn’t really allow him to be around children a lot but even then, hanbin always had a soft spot for them. loud, noisy as they could be. 

“oh yeah, i was just about to head in.” shifting his weight from one foot to another, he looked at miyeon as if expecting her to say something else. of what--- he wasn’t sure. “i guess i’ll see you later?” the statement sounded more like a question, not exactly what he was going for, making hanbin internally groaned to himself. “say hi to jangmi for me!”

[defwang]

wow

[sohanbin]

your eyes on me ft. @seomiyeons

it had been a long time since hanbin dropped by at the gym and he’d forgotten how god awful exhausting it was. keeping his body fit has always been a priority, though not the most important and after weeks of work on his plate, he had managed to find time to call up his trainer (who was genuinely surprised to hear his voice) and arranged an appointment. 

it was all for a good cause, he thought to himself as he walked towards his apartment after a day at the gym, looking up just in time to catch sight of his neighbor in front of her door. 

“oh. hello, miyeon-ssi.”

it’d been a while since their first meeting and truth to be told, he had been itching to talk to her again but was too caught up in his workload and his parents’ plans for a upcoming celebration party for the company. 

(one that he was particularly dying to skip.)

“are you going somewhere?”

he hoped he didn’t look too bad in front of her, not that he was feeling self-conscious or anything wearing a tank top and fitted shorts but it wasn’t exactly a choice of outfit that he would often be found in.

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

“nice to meet you too. now we’re not strangers,” miyeon kept her small smile as she reached out for her mug again, taking a small sip from it. when he spoke, she nearly choked on her beverage at the mention of loneliness. was she lonely? she pondered as she coughed up the liquid that went down the wrong pipe, putting her coffee down. it was a good solid five seconds before she regained her composure. “a little lonely?” her brows furrowed in confusion, trying hard not to burst our laughing. looking back, she maybe have seemed like she was with how she was living and how she was super dedicated to her dream of becoming a doctor. her whole family moved out of south korea and miyeon was the only one left behind. it was her choice really. her parents were both based in canada now and all her siblings followed shortly after getting their degrees. miyeon on the other hand, liked korea and stayed behind even after her parents offered to help her get into a great program. 

“alone maybe but not lonely. i guess im too busy to feel lonely or be lonely,” she admitted, shoulders lifted to shrug at his statement. for a moment she remained silent, eyes focused on her mug before looking up at him. “i sound sad, don’t i? anyway, i won’t be as lonely anymore. i have the cat and my neighbor—  you live alone too right? shit, that probably sounded like a very creepy question.” 

“no, you don’t sound sad. i actually....feel the same way as well.” despite possessing nothing but the title as heir, he had taken on a lot of workload for his father’s company as a way to familiarize himself with everything. as preparations to take over the family business or the role as future ceo, so to speak. it kept him busy, focused, determined; traits that was needed of him. still, lonely was a word he rarely associated with himself and he felt himself understanding where she was coming from. 

chuckling at her next words, he nodded his head. “yes, i do live alone.” hanbin grinned, his eyes twinkling with amusement. he never saw the wrong in doing so, especially since he moved into his own apartment after living with a roommate in a shared penthouse for years then and needed a space for himself. it was a nice change of pace for once. “i guess we can keep each other company from now on.” there was nothing but genuine in his voice, a sincere smile greeting his lips. no other hidden meaning behind it except the promise of a friendship. there was no denying he was physically attracted to her but at the same time something about her was pulling him in and unlike the other women he would flirt back-and-forth with and maybe even bring home to, he actually wanted to get to know her better. 

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

the curve on her lips tugged a little bit further, at the words next time. “next time,” she repeated sounding more like an agreement. indeed, there was going to be a next time. who knew when but there was going to be one, she could feel it. 

having grown up in a household full of people who hold medical degrees, miyeon was sort of influenced by them and so all her life, she has dreamed of donning a white coat. miyeon has come so far and was almost at the finish line; she could almost taste it. there was a softness in miyeon’s expression as he spoke, appreciating his apology though it was totally not necessary. she didn’t say more but merely smiled at him. it was done, it was over, and there was no need to prolong it. “impressive.” was all she said, leaning forward to place her mug back on the coffee table. he was extremely vague about what sort of business he did, sensing his hesitation. she didn’t want to pry as there was a reason as to why he was not disclosing it. although miyeon couldn’t help but feel skeptical. was he doing something illegal? like sell drugs? she will never know. 

“idont know if it officially has a name. i just call him something like kitty or cat. but for me, yeah i have one—” it didn’t hit her until he smoothly asked that she hasn’t introduced herself. a small chuckle escaped her lips, her head shaking slightly. “Miyeon. Seo Miyeon.” she nodded, sticking her hand out, formally introducing herself. “Now you know your neighbor isn’t a ghost. Just someone who has no life outside of work.”

he was glad she didn’t push in trying to get out more information about his occupation and simply shrugged as an answer to her reply. he supposed it was impressive (even if his answer was vague), knowing the women who fawned over him not just for looks but the money as well. it gets tiring after a while and he craved for interactions that didn’t have any ulterior motives. maybe he was looking for it in front of him. (maybe.)

“miyeon.” he lets the name roll off his tongue. miyeon, he repeated in his head, finally a name to match the beautiful face. hanbin didn’t hesitate this time in reaching out to hold her hand, his handshake firm but gentle. a friendly one, as opposed to the business handshakes his father had taught him. (who would have thought a simple greeting can make or break a deal? it was ridiculous but he never dared to question his father’s tactics. not out loud, at least.) “nice to meet you. and don’t worry, i certainly didn’t think you were a ghost. a little lonely, perhaps?” he quirked an eyebrow, ever so curious. (and a little flirtatious.)

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

“i’ll be sure to take note of that next time.” was there going to be a next time? if things turned out well, maybe. hanbin seemed like a nice guy, she thought. a nice guy with good intentions. maybe she shouldn’t have overreacted. oh well, what happened, happened; there was no turning back now. 

miyeon brought the mug closer to her face, the steam tickling her skin which oddly gave her a sense of comfort. coffee was her staple especially when she needed to power through long shifts. at this point, especially with her career, miyeon’s blood was probably part caffeine. not that she was complaining, she loved coffee anyway. the female hid her smile as she drank her coffee, quite impressed at how observant he was. “i’m a doctor,” she replied, her hands hugging the warmth of her mug. “— an almost doctor rather. im licensed and everything but i’m going through residency. i’m in my first year now.” the next two years were going to heaven and hell at the same time, she was so close to really truly becoming a doctor but for now, she had to go through this.

 Brown hues glanced down at the coffee table, glued there as she spoke, “i’m so used to saving lives that someone saving mine feels so new to me. i’m sorry about earlier,” her eyes then slowly met his and she offered a tiny smile with an equally small shrug. miyeon was crazy and prideful but she will admit her mistakes when needed. “how about you, what do you do? if you don’t mind me asking.” heck if they were going to neighbors, they were going to have to get to know a bit about each other, right?

“next time.” hanbin repeated with a nod, the corner of his lips curving up slightly. it sounded --- almost --- like a promise; one that he would hold her onto in the future. 

a doctor. so he was right. his impression of her only getting better and better. her line of work must be one of the toughest out there and compared to his? it was nothing. “it’s okay. maybe i should have alert you beforehand so you weren’t too shocked.” he could admit it was his fault for startling her but he doesn’t regret doing what he did. it gave him a chance to meet his neighbor properly albeit not with the best start. 

looking slightly abashed at her question, he hesitated for a moment before answering. “i do business. of sorts.” it wasn’t like he was embarrassed that he was the heir of one of the largest conglomerates in all of south korea; on any other days, he would be happy to say it out loud but since his stay at the apartment building, he had opted to avoid any mentions of his job so as to keep it on the down-low and not attract any unwarranted attention. it was a good way to feel normal in a sense that one day he wouldn’t have to shoulder so many responsibilities. 

(it shatters as soon as he steps out into the real world of course; when his phone rings, his father’s secretary on the other end of the line reminding him he has an appointment with the ceo --- “my father, you mean?” --- at lunch.)

clearing his throat, he quickly changed topics, not wanting to further the subject. “the cat outside.... does it have a name? do you?” his eyes held a glint of amusement in it; he didn’t even know her name and yet here he was, sipping coffee in her living room. 

(not that he never asked the tenants around, but apparently she was a mystery to them just as she was to him. or maybe he just wasn’t asking the right people.)

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

the first thing miyeon did when she slipped back into her own apartment was to check if it was presentable at least; she probably already gave hanbin a bad first impression. her eyes frantically scanned her living room. she didn’t want him to think she was some slob or something. a sigh of relief escaped her soft lips as everything seemed to be spot on— her furniture probably hasn’t been moved in a while since she barely was at home and she rarely had people over either. everything looked clean except the little corner where her study table was located, stacked with books and disorganized notes and pens. she didn’t have time to tidy up seeing how he only lived next door. fuck it, miyeon mumbled under her breath walking to her door to find the person she was expecting. 

“yeah yeah, there’s no need to throw in shallow compliments. i won’t go off on you.” hopefully she wouldn’t have to. the female pursed her lips as she opened the door wide for him, signifying that he was very much welcome into her humble abode. as if her gesture wasn’t enough she added, “please come in and feel comfortable. i’m just going to prepare the coffee” she tried to sound as welcoming as possible before preparing some house slippers for him. miyeon waited for him to enter before walking to the kitchen to prepare the coffee; the aroma already enough to keep her up all night. was this a lame excuse to get to know her neighbor? maybe— it wasn’t like she was going to admit it anyway— and plus, she needed the coffee fix. 

a few minutes later she emerged out of her kitchen with two mugs of coffee, placing the other one in front of him and pushing the plate of biscuits (the one she always had on her coffee table) with the smallest smile. “i’m sorry about the mess in the corner. i haven’t had the time to tidy my table up after my shift,” she explained taking the seat across him. “would you like some sugar? milk? creamer? i usually take my coffee as is and i wasn’t sure what you liked so i thought to ask.”

it was out of instinct that as soon as he stepped into her apartment that he looked around the room; the place seemingly clean though one corner of the room did caught his eye as it was unusually messy than the rest. hanbin managed to read off the titles of some of the books stacked on the table before taking a seat on the couch. it hit him then how tired he was, having spent his whole day with his father and his board of advisors talking about the state of company that when his neighbor came holding two mugs of coffee in front of him, he couldn’t help take in the sight of it all too happily. “i usually put some milk in it, but that’s alright. i need the extra caffeine anyway.” he quickly took a sip from it, the bitterness igniting his senses and beamed at the female across him. “thank you.”

feeling the need to keep the conversation going, hanbin decided to let his curiosity get the best of him. “so you’re a medical student....?” he assumed, nodding his head towards the books; all of it medical-related from the looks of it. “or a doctor?” she did say something about a shift, didn’t she? it made sense why she wouldn’t be in her apartment all the time, better off saving people’s lives.

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

as hanbin stepped closer, all miyeon could do was stare at his sharp features as he came into full view. he was too attractive for his own good, she thought to herself, almost forgetting how to breathe. it took her a few solid seconds to respond just blinking. she instantly felt conscious as his eyes ran over her body, hands coming together across her chest. She could feel her self-confidence diminish with each glance. He was getting too close in proximity for her liking. “N-no—” she gulped, hands discreetly reaching out to the edges of the window sill as she slowly stepped back. “I—I mean yes, im okay. i didn’t fall hard.” had you not interfered, i wouldn’t have fallen in the first place— but she didn’t say that outloud. arguing with him again about the matter would be useless and plus, she already said her thanks no matter how slightly insincere she might have sounded.   “you’re not some creep, are you? im trained to use a scalpel and know more than one way to gauge your eyes out.” she needed to make sure. it was random, yes but prevention is better than cure. an awkward silence enveloped them with only the noise from the bustling streets down below in the background. “— sorry, forget i said that.” her mouth put her in extremely awkward situations. “would you like to —um, come in for some coffee? it’s a bit cold tonight.” and as if on queue a subtle breeze passed them causing miyeon to shove her hands inside her overside hoodie whilst looking away. the next part was too embarrassing to say but miyeon was anything but ungrateful. “it’s the least i could do.” the female waited for his response before opening her own window. “youre gonna have to pass the front door.” she said before sliding in.

he found it satisfying how he could hear her sharp breath of intake when he came closer, the notion that he might be responsible for it made him smirk a little. hanbin knew he was an attractive man. though he isn’t one to boast about it, he did know ways to use it to his advantage. a charming point among others. “that’s good.” he replied, his eyes never leaving her face. she was just as beautiful up close and he could actually see himself chatting her up in one of his parents’ galas --- though her next words after assure him that he wouldn’t find her there anytime soon.

hanbin could only stare at her, his gaze uncertain at the threat. he has never been in a situation where he was threatened with a scalpel before and she seemed serious about it too, making it harder for him to take it as a joke. the next few seconds were filled with silence until she spoke up again, though it did little to ease his confusion. first she was threatening him, now she was inviting him in for coffee? maybe she was batshit crazy like he had thought, but it was amusing nonetheless and it helped that he was even more intrigued about her than before. maybe he was crazy too, sue him. “alright.” he agreed, not without a slight hesitation as he watched her climbed into her own window before making his way towards his.

it didn’t take long for him to arrive in front of her doorstep, since they technically did live next to each other (and maybe he took longer strides than usual), knocking on the door once to let his presence known. “a pretty lady promised me coffee, i hope i’m in the right place.” he started as soon as the door was opened.

[sohanbin]

seomiyeons:

the revelation of his identity was big slap in her face and all miyeon could do was swallow hard. if you looked closely you could see the slight embarrassment on her face. sadly, words were something you cannot take back so the only thing she could do was stand by them. an awkward silence enveloped them. her pride was put down a peg still, she held her chin high. “look at this guy,” she huffed under her breath, rolling her eyes. “thinking i owe him something.” her eyes never left his dimly lit features, not backing down. miyeon had the tendency to run her mouth and it has gotten her in tough situations just like this one. 

she had to admit though, for an intelligent woman, what she did trying to coax the cat, was hella stupid. “the cat and i have a special bond,” the cat being one of her only friends in her entire building— the cat, the doorman, and the woman with the baby two units down from her. “okay, now you’re just bragging that you saved me or whatever so to shut you up, THANK YOU.” was it the sincerest thank you, not really regardless she was slightly thankful. had hanbin not inferred heaven knows what would have happened to her. “y— you aren’t hurt or anything right?” her words were soft and less aggressive. 

“that’s better.” it didn’t sound very sincere on her part but hanbin couldn’t care less. at this point, he was growing amused, fascinated even by the woman in front of him. more so when he had caught on to what she was saying under her breath, only making him chuckle lightly. most women would have been impressed by his knight in shining armor act, but she clearly wasn’t. 

her question, however, took him aback a little. “shouldn’t i be the one asking you that?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowing as he stepped closer, giving her the once-over to see if she was hurt anywhere. she would have taken the brunt of the fall worse than he had and his eyes held nothing but worry in them when he stopped in front of her, having to look down at her since she was much shorter than he was. “are you okay?” he knew there was no need for him to be so close to her --- he could be standing in his previous position to ask the question --- but he had to be sure she was alright. 

or that’s what he told himself anyway. 

(he saw an opportunity and had to take it.)