"Good morning, hope you don't mind me borrowing your shirt."
Minseok looked up at the sound of another’s voice, making him knot his eyebrows together in question. He didn’t remember bringing someone home – must’ve been Haneul. He figured Haneul would’ve told him everything about having a twin, so he spared the introduction as he continued to make his food.
“That’s Haneul’s, don’t worry about it,” he said as he gazed down onto his plate before glancing back towards the other, “Who are you, anyways? Did you sleep with my brother or something?”
as soon as he said that he knew a great place she felt reassured. she had no clue where they could go since she was in san fransisco for the first time ever. “wonderful. lead the way.” she said and proceeded to follow the happy male…well he looked like one anyway. although she could have sworn the face of his was very familiar but she couldn’t pick out where she had seen the same face again. “if tea is not available i drink orange juice too. i am not super picky.” she said smiling while she was still following the man. of course througout their walk it had become pretty clear to her that she had just met someone who was radiating a happy aura.
Haneul led the was quite easily. “Oh, orange juice is quite the drink! I suppose eating oranges on it’s own are a real treat as well, don’t you agree?” he smiled before nodding in agreement to her statement; Haneul was never picky with food either. Of course, there were food that didn’t exactly sit right with his taste buds but all in all, he enjoyed human food very well.
Kiyoko sat and sketched her surroundings, fascinated in the idea that the people she was sketching had different thoughts and lives outside of all of this. Half way through her sketch, she heard the male next to her mutter something. “I disagree. They look boring from the outside but if you think about it, you’re only seeing the surface of them. A seemingly ‘boring’ person may be living a life you don’t expect.” She replied, not bothering to look at the other as she continued to sketch. “I wouldn’t judge them all just by what you’re perceiving now.”
Minseok blinked for a moment at the voice coming his way, or so, he thought it was anyways. As soon as he looked up to see who it was, he wondered for a second, not knowing whether the stranger was talking to him or not, given that she hadn’t even spared a glance his way; interesting, he thought.
“I guess someone as supposedly observant as yourself would have such an outlook, but if you were given the opportunity to have stayed on this forsaken planet for as long as I have, you’ll see a few repetitive tendencies,” he explained further before sitting back against the bench to have a little peek at the other’s sketch, curious as to what she was doing, “These days, in all honesty, people have just gotten much lazier.”
“Coffee place…” He mumbled, his brows furrowing since he had no idea what that was. “It must be very nervewrecking for you though.” He hummed, scratching the back of his head as he followed him into the cafe. “Oh uh… I never tried it actually.” He smiled sheepishly, scared that the other would understand that there was something off with him. “But I bet you have a good taste so… I’ll have whatever you’re having.”
Haneul turned to the other for a moment as they walked in together, slightly taken back. “You’ve never had coffee before? Oh, goodness, where have you been?” he chuckled, “What are you doing all the time on this planet if you’ve lacked the experience this whole time?” he continued teasingly before pulling the other with him to the counter. “Look, these are all the choices of coffee – isn’t that wonderful? Not just one type, but very many,” he hummed with excitement. There was nothing better than eating and/or enjoying something with other people, especially strangers. He loved getting to know others. “Ah, in that case, we’ll just get regular coffees, right? Since you’ve never had it before, it’s good to go original first before you do anything else.” Without a second thought, Haneul ordered coffee and a cake, or two; Haneul loved cake.
Krystal enjoyed the night, the chilled wind’s that normally came in at night, the nights sky with the moons florescent glow and the fact that nobody was usually up at this time, it made her feel free, she could walk the streets without too much worry of being caught up by fans, or pictures randomly taken when she felt today was a private day.Sighing happily, taking deep breaths of the fresh air, she enjoyed the little things such as this, although those close to her would argue on the issue of her walking the night alone, specially being a famous idol; but the young girl was always one to take risk. On her way to the nearest store, she craved sweets; they were forbidden due to comeback preparations, but she convinced herself one ice cream wouldn’t do too much harm, and even if a little, she’d work it off. Getting inside the store, she didnt prepare to have so much temptation thrown at her.·
“Ramyeon, Bungeoppang,·tteokbokki.” she mumbles to herself wanting each of these things, but she only grabbed the tteobokki, with extra cheese, using the store’s microwave oven to heat it up while she went around to find herself a small carton of Baskin Robbins frozen yogurt. Something catches her eye, she gasp thinking it was her oppa from work, running up to the male who was entering the store she ambushes him with a tight hug.·“Oppa~” she voices happily, but then notices the affection wasnt returned, she grew concerned·‘Maybe oppa is sick’ she thought. Taking a step back, the girl takes a longer look at the male and realizes quickly he wasnt the man she had mistaken him for..she swallows hard, getting a weird vibe from the stranger, he frightened her a little, just by his eyes.·“M-Miahne…” she spoke in a stuttering tone while staring up to him completely frozen in place, her eyes shift only while her fingers nervously twiddle together.
If Minseok wanted to, he would have easily eaten anything and everything in this store, and not feel full at all. Given that he wasn’t exactly human, his appetite was quite larger — larger than most, anyways. He walked through to the refrigerated aisle, seeing if he could find something to quench his sweet desire; he was a somewhat of a sour person himself, but honestly, very weak to sugary goods.·
Just as he was about to open the fridge, the embrace of slim arms wrapped around his side, making him jolt slightly in surprise. Minseok casted his eyes down to see who had interrupted him, only to come face to face to a rather beautiful young lady —- but, of course, that didn’t stop his hard stare from rising up. It wasn’t that he was specifically angry, but it was almost like an instinct for his expression to harden quite abruptly when interacting with humans.
Though, something was awfully familiar about this one.
“Seems you’ve made a fool out of yourself just now.”
Byungjoo furrowed his brows as the other took his hand, tilting his head as he tried to understand what that gesture meant.·“Oh… I’m glad.” He beamed a kind smile and kept holding onto the other’s hand, not sure of what to do or if he should pull back.·“Ah I see, I just know that it’s never good to lose things… but I still lose stuff all the time so.” He chuckled softly and raised his brows as the young man started tugging him along.·“W-where are we going?”
“To a nice coffee place I know! Ah, coffee, it truly is something quite peculiar in this world,” he smiled before he found himself rubbing his neck with his free hand, laughing softly at the other’s words that he found relevance within.·“Oh, tell me about it.. My brother always nags me when I lose his clothes after borrowing it, though in the end, I always recover them!” he chuckled. Haneul looked around with a soft hum before spotting the shop, making him smile as he continued to walk there.·“What’s your favourite flavour of coffee? There are so many different kinds,” he said as he led them both inside the warm cafe.
