older & wiser. ( ara + yuna )
hdxara:
【✉ ➜ 유나야】You deserve much more than a cake, dear!
【✉ ➜ 유나야】tI’s precisely why my presence is more than required to keep you company in this special night!
【✉ ➜ 유나야】 Would you please be a good chingu and open the door for me?
【✉ ➜ 유나야】You might have yourself a frozen surprise if I wait a second more.
( — ; Delicate fingertips pressed rapidly against the screen of her phone, leather gloves obstructing slightly the simple gesture, the brunette was almost positive that clock had tickled by seven minutes of her time in front of the younger’s apartment door in order to elaborate a proper response, as her thumb finally brushed against the send button, her phone was accommodated against her palm as she pressed the red button close to her name plaque rapidly in a musical motion.)
“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday, dear Yuna, Happy birthday to you!”
( — ; She chanted to the classical birthday song as soon as she heard footsteps approaching the door before her, arms gently enveloped the other’s frame in an affectionate congratulatory hug, the shopping bag in between her left fingertips being almost forgotten for a split of a second as she straightened her posture and untangled the younger from her hold. Hazel orbs blinked at the realization of the blooming new brunette standing in front of her in all her short haired glory, a teasing whistle escaped her reddish lips before being replaced by the ghost of a soft smile.)
“You look gorgeous, dear! The short hair surely highlighted your features; I liked it very much, though I loved the blonde. Was it a birthday present to yourself? You surely deserve it!”
(— In the middle of adding finishing touches to the seaweed soup she had been cooking (a little late considering her birthday was closer to the end now that it was early evening), all she can do is laugh as her friend’s messages arrive one after another, not even really giving her a chance to respond before she hears the obnoxious sound of buzzing at her door, to the vague tune of Happy Birthday even, and all she can do is call out for Ara—because it’s obvious that’s who it is—to wait. ) “Just a second!” (— She takes another whiff of the stew, nodding with satisfaction before quickly turning the stove off; she washes her hands and wipes them off on her apron, not bothering to take the kitchen garment off before scurrying to the door and opening it for her friend. )
(— She grins as soon as she opens the door, making a point of fluffing her newly cut hair, laughing afterwards as her friend envelopes her into a hug; Her own arms voluntarily wrap around the slender brunette, squeezing back affectionately before slowly pulling away. ) “Do you really like it?” (— She steps back, allowing the other female to come in and take their shoes off, and nods at their question. ) “Sort of. I was starting to feel really ugly and bloated and I needed a change.” (— Not to mention while she had loved the blonde for a while—she had kept the style for well over six months after all—it was also starting to become not just a chore, but also a big dent in her wallet, having to maintain it. )
“Anyway, have you had dinner? My mother—” (— She chuckles as she recalls the conversation she’d had with her mother earlier that day, just a little marred by the niggling knowledge that she had big secrets she was keeping from her family—but that was a problem for another day that wasn’t her special day. ) “She called me up earlier today asking if I made myself seaweed soup because it was a staple, and all that and..” (— She smiles softly and just shrugs; the phone call had ended with her ending straight to the grocery after to get some ingredients, and here she was now. ) “So I have that, and some rice and meat too. I’m sure there’s enough for both of us—you’ll stay here with me for dinner, right?”
