After his failed attempts at convincing the securities of the apartment that he’s actually Jongin’s friend, he eventually leaves the small brown paper bag with the securities in hopes that it would reach the intended recipient safely. Petulance sinks down into his chest inevitably, the jabbing accusations leaving him bewildered but he can’t blame them entirely for doing their job. Vacating the apartment, he fishes his phone out to type out a quick text, delivering it to that childhood friend of his.
[ message to: jongin ] hey, it’s a bit late but i got you something. the securities wouldn’t let me in since i might be a potential stalker (?) so you might have to fetch the present from them.
Inside the bag is a small box that houses a key and a Polaroid that captures a fixie being parked at the nearby park, with the location scribbled in a considerably neat handwriting along with a date. The last item would be a compact Christmas card with ornaments almost too bland, containing a curt letter from the sender:
Merry belated Christmas, and I hope you enjoyed the day while it lasted. You know I’m never good with writing this so it will remain short. Stay healthy and hope next year will be a much better year for you—unsure of what actually happened during this year for your group but I heard that you went through a tough time, so I hope that gets solved… somehow. You should help me catch up with the pop culture someday. Let’s meet up again when you have time.
"Potential.. stalker?” He repeats with eyes growing wide, head tilting to one side as his spare hand quietly adjusts the strap of his backpack. The idol remains in his spot with disbelief look across his features, somehow thinking to himself before regaining his composure when one of the managers tell the rest of the group about their day off tomorrow. So, he simply nods and rushes on checking his present at the securities right after.
After taking the bag, he didn’t forget to bow and mouthing a small thank you, keeping it sealed until he’s safely back inside his shared room. Checking on what’s inside the box, he almost snort at the other’s gift. As expected, he’s absolutely surprised at the way he thinks. "Aish.. this guy…” After reading the card, he fishes out his phone and starts typing quietly.
[ message to: jongin ] yah /potential stalker/, i got your present. thank you for the fixie and also merry christmas to you. if you’re not busy, we should hang out tomorrow. i’ll teach you more about the pop culture for sure.
