HIMCHAN HAS MOVED OUT OF THE BUILDING
@khvmchan has terminated their lease to Apartment #542.
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HIMCHAN HAS MOVED OUT OF THE BUILDING
@khvmchan has terminated their lease to Apartment #542.
"Is that how you speak to your elder?" He grins. "Don't worry I could careless about it but that doesn't mean you can be a huge as either oogie boogie~"
“Oh Bzthreia, give me strength not to kill this guy,” he mumbles in reference at the nickname before letting out a defeated sigh. “Good because I’m not going to call you any honorifics!”
@khvmchan "Aw thank you" he smiles softly and takes a bite of cupcake. "Want some tea hyung?"
If himchan wasn't smiling before he sure as hell was now. "Oh? So you're my dongsaeng huh? Good to know very good to know." His smile widens for a moment. "I was born in 1990 so yeah 27 or 26 in international age~"
Byunghun nearly slaps himself when he brings his hands up to cover his face, letting out a long, drawn-out groan at this news. Why does everyone end up being older than him-- at least in physical forms. He already knows he’s older than humanity when it comes to comparing Zvthynvyia’s ‘year’ to Earth’s. But his body is young.
It’s just his luck that he has to respect the other now. “Shut up. You’re not allowed to abuse that!”
"Well I don't do that so I wouldn't know. But you sure know alot about it." He grins. "If I were to do any of that I know for a fact i'd have to be in a relationship with someone I trust. Who wont be going home to someone else." He does roll his eyes this time. "I'm not a little boy. I'm 20 freaking 7."
Any words or thoughts Byunghun has in retaliation are thrown out the window at the revelation of the other’s age.
“WHAT THE FUCK?! You’re older than me?!” At least in Earth years, but still. How is Himchan older than he is?
"Now you are just asking to be punched in the face." He threatens, getting aggravated once again by the other man's remarks. "First off he has a girlfriend, second I wouldn't let him ever do that to me." The collar part didnt bother him be a leash and being walked around? That bothered him. "You're just lucky I'm not a snitch and do go to my friend. But again i'm not 5 I don't tell on people."
“If I wanted to be punched in the face, I would have asked without all the dramatics.” Byunghun dismisses with a wave of a hand. “You can still be someone’s pet even without dating them! Most people involved in that kind of scene aren’t significant others. Plus, open relationships and polyamory are a thing!” He tilts his head back, sticking his nose up at the other’s words. “And that’s why you’re a good little boy.”
He ignores the pet remark, trying not to roll his eyes again. "Those type of people you don't need in your life anyways. So why care? Just be a dick to them....Okay your normal self." He was half playing, though he did think he was a dick at times. If he had to be honest with himself he wasn't so bad. "Of course I'd be happy! Because he's my friend! Not my damn owner."
“See, now you’re learning! Good boy,” he snickers, clapping his hands together like Himchan deserves the applause. “Never said he was your owner. But I bet bloodsucker’s your master. What, do you wear a collar, too? Let him attach a leash to it and walk you around like a perfect little pet?” He says that but Byunghun really isn’t one to talk when he’s worn collars before in the past -- and might start wearing them again soon, too.
"Who says that? Just because you are nice to one person doesn't mean you have to be nice to everyone." He rolls his eyes. "You know if I didn't know better I'd think you were a child." He narrows his eyes. "I am no pet!" He huffs as if he was the angry child.
“Settle down, pet.” He says with his own huff -- seriously, now he’s not even trying to copy the other, it just comes naturally -- though the smile on his lips is probably giving away his amusement. “A lot of people, actually. If you’re nice to one person, everyone expects you to be nice to them as well. And if they don’t get the same treatment, they go around acting like you’re two-faced or fake.” The words come out as if he’s talking about being in a similar situation before. And while that’s not entirely the truth, it has happened before in the past. “You keep saying you’re not a pet but I bet you’d wag your tell when your vampire friend comes around!”