янутнм || closed - for singingperfectionist
—— { ❤ } Needless to say, it had came off as a real shocker to hear the news that the vocalist actually enjoyed games.
Or, well, the scion had expected more like solitaire would be a game Tokiya would enjoy, not a game played on a screen as an attempt to challenge ones self in getting points and become the victor of said game. Upon hearing this information, the saxophonist had sought out to find out more, soon learning from the happy-go-lucky guitarist that the bluet preferred rhythm games. Neither of them knew his percentage in such games, though that didn't mean it wasn't a bad time to find out.
Considering Tokiya was a hard worker, with an addition to what he called an annoying roommate, Ren figured that he had the most stress out of everyone – besides the teachers, that is. With this, the saxophonist had changed into something casual, with wallet slipped into his back trouser pocket, and proceeded to the others room, where he entered without knocking first.
“I~cchi~” he practically sang out as he approached the somewhat shorter male. “It has come to my attention that you'll end up an old man if all you do is work. Having wrinkles at such a young age would ruin popularity when you become an idol, ne?”
He hadn't expected him to give in right away, of course. With Tokiya, he had pulled off the 'all work and no play' saying rather well, more-so when he scolded those who didn't take their future careers seriously. There was quite a few times where Ren had clicked his tongue at that in disapproval, yet whenever he attempted to say something about it, the bluet always had someone to make him have a valid point so it seemed.
Although if the vocalist refused the first three times, Ren was going to drag him out by the back of his shirt whether he liked it or not. It was more of he wanted to see him how good he was at rhythm games rather than just dragging him out to bring irritation towards the smaller male.