[ ･ﾟ✧ y(ur)a meme , ]
how they met and became closer is a blur to her now. but what she does know is this: it’d become so natural, so easy to develop a pattern, to follow routine, a(n) teasing ( read as annoying for jinseok ) habit she loves to partake in. it’s why she’s over now, offering one of their favorite drinks as she walks in and pulling away to drink it herself, pretending she hasn’t left a matching one on the kitchen counter.
she makes herself at home and anyone who’s met her in the last year and a fourth, they’d know that itself is not easy for her. it’s cold, dry when it rains in hawaii and she hasn’t adjusted to the climate, to the city.
another sip, a soft hum, a foot that taps against the edge of his chair as he plays. an obvious recording but she has no intentions of staying quiet. biding her time, the drink fuels her, sugar that gets her fidgeting in her seat, ready to interrupt but there’s always the wait for the perfect moment. so it starts slow, a harmless question for impractical behavior later. “what game you playing today?”