@haelune continued from here
“alright pretty boy, i’m on my way. right after i transfer you to the go fuck yourself department.” says haelin, a sickeningly sweet smile upon his face. though some fraction of that smile is genuine - for really, yusan’s behaviour never fails to amuse him ( and he was called gorgeous after all - which, he would say, is just the truth. )
the taller male leans nonchalantly back upon the couch, the metallic shimmer of his phone pronounced against the organically matte consistency of his flesh. foolish banter never seems to evade him … especially since he is just as often the cause of it as he is the victim. still, the dismissive nature of what the slightly older male has said bothers haelin, for he expects everyone to care about his problems.
“seriously, though, you’re not gonna help me? think of everything i’ve ever done for you. can’t you throw a dog a bone, out of the goodness of your heart?”
haelin prides himself on the fact that he’s never been one to beg … directly. all the time he spends with music as his first priority creates less time for other things- and in this instance, one of those other things is none other than errands. between he and his roommate, sunwoo, is the alternating responsibility to fill their apartment with groceries and any other necessities their mothers used to provide for them, many a year into the past. having failed to conceptualize time, it’s sunday evening and all of the progress he’s made amounts to a grand total of naught.
“i’m just asking you to go to the damn store with me. not to climb mount everest or swim across the fuckin’ atlantic. come on, yu, i’d do it for your ass.
thank you for the compliment, though. ”
—♔ Yusan couldn’t help but scoff at his bandmate’s response. It wasn’t annoyance in his head that caused him to do so. That wasn’t what he felt when it came to the group’s leader. Out of all of them, he probably bullied Hae the most but only from a deep place of genuine affection. They shared a somewhat mutual self-centeredness that caused them to clash at times but never anything so bad that they couldn’t just joke it off later.
He can’t help but roll his eyes, though. He didn’t exactly want to move. Not then and not for the next couple hours. He thought he’d done enough moving that day and even after an ice bath and some cool down stretching to help ease the soreness in his muscles, he wasn’t in the business of walking anywhere. That’s what causes him to lay himself across the coffee table dramatically looking over at the other. ❝ Goodness of my heart? What goodness? ❞
He does need things from the store, too, though. Especially since he’d given the last of his favourite noodles to Jumin in an attempt to get him to snuggle. Despite how mean he seemed, he truly did have a soft spot for his members so, as soon as hae pulled the “i’d do it for you” card, Yusan was sitting up and ready to go. He narrowed his eyes cursing under his breath at the weakness he had for his closest friends and rolling them before shuffling to put on his shoes.
❝ This better be quick. I have dramas to catch up on and if I miss a new episode messing around with your ass, I’ll kick it. ❞