Apt 4: Dr. Yifan

@Doctor Joonmyeon /smiles a bit more and more with every word tumbling for those very lips he had craved, and still craves/
It doesn't feel too early, or too late... I was thinking quite the same, actually.
/chuckles lightly, almost bashfully, and slips closer, leaning in so that the soft words carry to Junmyeon, confiding in him/
You're special too - different. You were neither /just/ a friend or /just/ a colleague... I was always curious about you so I suppose this is a late start for me.
/muses softly, examining the younger's features before closing his eyes with the small kisses/
/pleased with Junmyeon's actions but whispers playfully as his fingers tip the other's chin up/
You missed - twice.
/takes in a slow breath as he presses his lips to Junmyeon's once more, sustaining the contact this time and keeping his eyes closed/
/treats the kiss as a delicate exchange, savoring taste of Junmyeon's lips; slips his hand to Junmyeon's neck: slowly, tentatively, allowing the younger to stop him if Yifan goes too far/

( so short sobbing brb )

@Doctor Yifan /Suddenly feels the room warm up in a mysterious fashion- could it simply be the alcohol now entering his bloodstream, or was it a surrounding internal comfort from an entirely external source...?/
/Instantly shifts, turning back to face the other once more, all productions of any questions or thoughts fading to silence as he affixes his attention onto Yifan's words/
/Eyebrows furrow slightly, attempting to make an inference as to what direction the charming doctor is heading; eyes widen questionably at the other, especially when the other nears closer, brushing his digits across Junmyeon's sleeve/
Yifan...? I-
/His humble, sheepish murmur barely even commences before smooth lips are upon his own, engendering a gentle gasp of confoundment/
/Both chopsticks click softly as they drop onto the carpeted floor, released in an instant by his trembling fingers/
/Yifan kisses him with such a heartfelt tenderness, and Junmyeon can feel the utter sincerity within every subtle touch or move of his lips; the soothing comfort of the other being so close threatening to overwhelm him completely/
/Before he can reciprocate any hints of affection, as he curiously finds himself desiring to, the kiss is broken, leaving the cool air of distance to settle between them/
/Complete silence takes reign for a moment as the doctor desperately tries to register what's just happened; why he feels this way- only for Junmyeon to realize that this sensation may just be what he's been yearning for/
There's no need to apologize.
/Whispers back smoothly, gingerly leaning closer to the other's figure/
I... I don't know how to process all this s-so suddenly-
/Carefully starts, still attempting to identify these beautifully complex sensations that swirl inside his chest/
But I find myself willing to test the water as well, and I'm not even daunted at all by the risk of drowning...
/Barely even notices as his pale, unusually shaking hand carefully reaches for the other's collar, absentmindedly tugging upon the white fabric as he speaks/
You're really special to me, and I hope you know that...
/Continues on, though afraid that his voice will be drowned out by the pulsing of his heartbeat at having never been this physically close to anyone quite like this before/
I don't know if it's too early to tell you, but I can't seem to think of anyone else I could enjoy such a pleasant night with... That peace that I had just spoken of- I believe it's just now been introduced to me...
/Hasn't meant to continue on speaking at such a rapid rate, but Junmyeon feels that he should reveal his feelings as well before the other can possibly shift back to their original small talk/
/With the assistance of the wine as a slight build-up of confidence, he rests both hands upon Yifan's shoulders, allowing the pull of gravity and perhaps something slightly more romantic as well to bring his face close to the other's; placing a chaste, experimental kiss upon the elder's cheek and daring to even press yet another of the corner of those lips that had completely captured his focus/

@Doctor Joonmyeon [ Love you just as much babe <3 My only one c; ]

/feels the atmosphere take another dip but one that Yifan finds himself pulled closer to Junmyeon - initially surprised by the other's statement and then remembers the occupation they share and the lives they live - the hardships they see day-in, day-out/
You know...
/starts slowly, unsure at first and then feeling the words begin to form - coming straight from the heart (with help of the alcohol)/
... Being in the same boat with you... I wouldn't have really seen any of my other friends, associates-- I don't feel like I really would have liked to be in that boat with anyone else.
/shifts his hands to his lap and twiddled his fingers for a long moment before looking up, watching Junmyeon as he finishes his meandering monologue simply/
As much as I'd love to stay in that boat, I'd rather test the waters... Just-- I think... It's stupid but...
/voice lowers, softening with every shift as Yifan reaches forward with one hand - fingers tracing up Junmyeon's arm, then ghosting up the pale column of the younger's neck, finally cupping his cheek - Yifan then leans in to press his lips to the fellow doctors' and savoring the sweet lips that had stolen his attention moments before/
/keeps the kiss light, refraining from more than delicate lip lock and slowly pulls away a moment later, smile threatening to spill across his lips/
I couldn't help myself, Junmyeon - forgive me.

@Doctor Yifan [Love you. Very much so. ♥ My # Juan ;)]

/Rather enjoys the mentality of speaking in old vernacular, finding it something that could solely be enjoyed by two kindred spirits as they/
/Explains with such ease and clarity, as if he'd become an expert on the science of human comfort instead of his real occupation, finding it rather difficult to look elsewhere other than those eyes that have drawn him in as if he'd been vacuumed into a blackhole of a beautiful galaxy/
So your nirvana, in other words, would be in the realm of someone else.
/Comments with a naturally-occurring whisp of a smile, attempting to reinforce the other's string of words/
Someone that you understand, and that understands you perfectly. The person... that makes you complete and shows you the beautiful side of life, even though you've never considered yourself to be missing anything...
/Continues to narrate his own thought process as his slow-dancing eyes that occasionally shift back and forth between the other's slowly grow wider with realization that that's exactly what he's been craving his entire life/
/Fades off into a hushed silence, in his own little sacred epiphany before finally ripping his likely boyish gaze from Yifan's when the other produces a loud huff; angles his head slightly away in order to hide the curious rose color brushing upon his cheeks/
/Chuckles softly in attempts to recover from the mysterious moment of something unidentifiable between them/
It appears that we're in the same boat, my Esteemed Physician Yifan.
/Bites his lip lightly before absentmindedly fiddling with his chopsticks that have somehow managed to migrate to his palms; yet another habit of the younger's to play with something tangible in situations like this/

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@Doctor Yifan /Catches the hint of inquiry in Yifan's expression; and there's no words needed when the younger male's gentle eyes say it all, "completely"/
There's no need to worry, really.
/Starts in his persuading tone, bravely giving the other a soft nudge to enforce his point/
/Settles back into his respective place, small pale hands folded neatly in his lap as he smiles softly in thought/
/Answers the other's sudden burst of eloquent speech with a round of [god forbid] //giggles//, revealing that his alcohol tolerance wasn't as strong as he had believed/
Nevertheless, he considers Yifan's question and calms rather quickly, truly dwelling upon it though he still plays along with the uber-polite speech/
That's a good one... Well, My Noble Knight Sir Yifan, I believe the ideal environment is where one feels completely at peace with everything. Whether it be the surroundings of a dream occupation, or listening to the soothing waves at the beachside, or simply just snuggling upon the couch with the person you care about-- I think that is the perfect feeling.
/Gazes at the other as the words seem to flow endlessly from his lips, his expression that of a child who's unshakably certain of the existence of Santa Claus/
As for myself personally, I have yet to discover what that place of perfect tranquility truly is...
/The volume of his voice gradually fades off into a hushed musing, as if it was a secret that only the other was allowed to know and understand; and despite the approaching buzz within his head, he manages to continue a moment later with his babble that he doesn't even know if the other is truly listening to/
And so, My Noble Gentleman, what is your ideal atmosphere?

@Doctor Joonmyeon /raises a brow curiously and gives Junmyeon an inquisitive glance, as though to ask, 'really?'/
/nods and hums in acknowledgement; finishes the wine and sets the glass down on the ottoman with a sense of finality/
Perhaps I am not kidding... I was a bit worried for a moment, as a host - I'll admit to that.
/doesn't feel too hungry - feels a bit drunk and knows for a fact that he should have eaten more before drinking but there's nothing that can be done now/
Sir Kim Junmyeon, what would you comsider the perfect atmostphere..? You've piqued my interest, young lad.
/speaks with a bit of gusto, brightening the dull atmosphere with a bit more of his silliness/
/takes on an aged, olden tone as he turns and sits to face Junmyeon, elbow propped against the ottoman and head against his knuckles, motioning for Junmyeon to speak/

@Doctor Yifan /Blinks twice in waiting for a response, though he figures the handsome doctor hadn't registered his question just yet/
/The soft lull in the conversation makes him shift around slightly, and it's then Yifan suddenly answers; engendering a rather amused expression mixed in with a slight hint of confusion at why the man hadn't just told him the date directly/
Of course, thank you for giving me ample time to consider such an important event
/Replies in a playfully sarcastic tone before finding himself in another round of blinks again at the other's sudden change in demeanor/
Are you kidding?
Sitting here with you is far more pleasurable than being in complete solitude like I would have been in, anyway.
You're great company.
/Lets his sincere words be revealed, even if the other won't process them in entirety at the moment; then chuckles softly and looks thoughtfully about the house/
It's the perfect atmosphere for a night like this...

[ oh hush ♥️ ]

@Doctor Joonmyeon /presses the edge of the glass to his lips pensively for a moment as he's submerged in his thoughts; recognizes the fact that Junmyeon's asked a question a beat late and Yifan turns in the other's direction/
/wears a sheepish smile that's been a frequent occurrence with Junmyeon's presence and whispers like a boy confiding in his best friend/
Perhaps in time, you'll know. It's not too far away, but there's enough time for you to think up a suitable present.
/takes another small sip of the drink and decides that for now, he'll settle on taking a bite of food rather than finishing his drink/
/relishes the few bites he takes and eases back, asking suddenly - in an almost scary-sober manner, small smile threatening to play across his lips but pulls back a bit, letting the jokes die down/
I hope you're doing alright and I won't bore you to sleep.

[UGH IT'S SO LACKLUSTER]

@Doctor Yifan /Bites his lips softly, keeping a pleasant smile upon his lips as he listens to Yifan take his joke literally and run off full speed in a curious and rather amusing lesson on the four seasons/
Well, I certainly wouldn't miss your birthday.
/Interjects quickly, nodding as he too takes another sip of wine and an ample bite of food/
/Curiously wondering if it's the alcoholic beverage beginning to talk instead of his likeable friend and colleague; possesses a moderate tolerance for liquor himself, especially when drinking wine/
So, tell me, when is your birthday exactly?
/Rotates his wrist, swirling around the small sip of wine remaining from the glass before finishing it off completely/

@Doctor Joonmyeon /gives Junmyeon an incredulous look at first, then his expression reverting back to his playful, almost 'charming' (not Yifan's words, but rather that of a bold intern) smile/
4 months huh? I hope you mean to hibernate through the winter and not any other time of the year.
/chuckles as he then adds/
Spring is fresh, crisp, it's the start of the year. It's a time to step your best foot forward. Summer, perhaps you could sleep away but then the beaches wouldn't be any fun any other time of year. Fall...
/grins thinking over his favorite season and muses over childhood memories of the silly things he and friends would do together/
The colors, the leaves, it's a bit colder but that's all the more reason to hug someone a bit tighter or indulge in that extra movie, and stay inside. Plus, you'd be in bed when my birthday comes around - we can't have that. I'd rather a birthday with close friends rather than it being alone.
/takes another swig of wine, waiting and gauging Junmyeon's reaction-- suddenly finds himself very talkative/
'Perhaps it's the wine... is it?'
/thinks to himself/

@Doctor Yifan [I HAVE NEVER ONCE FELT PRESSURED WITH YOU. SO STOP. :3]

/Flashes the man a mirthful smile as their glasses connect; tilting the beverage to his lips/
/Lets out a small sigh of satisfaction, setting the cup down again and chuckling at Yifan's confession/
To be honest, I would have run out of clever remarks about our pretend job in about 30 more seconds- but it was fun while it lasted.
/Follows Yifan's action, collecting up a small portion of fried rice with his chopsticks and humming in approval as he thoughtfully chews/
/Taking a small sip of wine to wash the food down, he answers with a playful smirk/
4 months. My BED. Do I need a reason?
/Bursts into a small round of laughter before shaking his head and answering honestly/
Hmmm. Well to be honest, I haven't really thought about it. Maybe just somewhere out of the city for a few days to clear my head, and just to slow down. To question everything in my normal life, only to return back to the endless routine we both know so well. What about you?
/Leans back upon the back of the couch, his arm lining the top of the couch as he turns to the other, interested in the response/

@Doctor Joonmyeon [ Took all the time i needed to eue /shot/ Don't feel pressured to reply to everything <33 ]

Impossible, Mr. Kim-- I doubt it.
/takes on mock-surprise but feels his act fall through with the toast; feels a sense of satisfaction fall over him as the small clink of glass rings through the air/
To both - to everything.
/chimes in agreement and takes a languid, small sip of his wine before setting it aside/
Alright, so the cubical idea lasted only for so long before my ideas ran out.
/smiles sheepishly as he leans forward to finally take a bite of the food set before him, savoring the taste and the warmth/
Have you ever... hmm...
/ponders over conversational topics before stumbling over an interesting one/
Okay, paycheck and number of vacation days aside, if tomorrow, you were granted a vacation for your the work you've done, how long would it be, where would you go, and is there a special reason you'd go there?
/takes another small sip of his drink before turning his attention to Junmyeon/

@Doctor Yifan [TAKE YOUR TIME REPLYING TO THIS. ^^]

/Watches the man laugh richly; taking him by surprise as he somehow finds himself flustered for a split second- sure, he's heard Yifan chuckle over lame jokes of his before or over an ironic situation at the hospital, but tonight- there just exists something so much more sincere and uninhibited, and it was absolutely beautiful to him/
Well well- I wonder who that lucky soul could be.
/Cleverly skips the inference toward him, taking the other's words as part of their nonsensical banter back and forth; keeps his eyes fixed upon the male as he takes another sip from the glass, setting it upon the table this time/
Of course- As long as you don't come to /my/ apartment unannounced. Now /that/ would be the dictionary definition of messy for sure.
/Laughs along, and though both of them know that this is a falsehood due to Junmyeon's impeccable organization, he imagines himself as a panicking procrastinating train wreck if he were ever to assume an office job/
To both.
/Fills in kindly, lifting his glass chummily and waiting to clink glasses/
To everything.

@Doctor Joonmyeon /feels quite proud and accomplished, more so than if he had heard such from anyone else - feels his confidence grow a bit, and feels less self-conscious/
/lets out a hearty laugh, head lolling back into the sofa; manages to pull himself together and takes a sip of wine as he calms, then adding a little playfully/
Well, if not papers then what do I have to complain about? My collegues? Nahh... some of them happen to possess... impeccable charm and character. /gaze flits from his glass to Junmyeon and he grins boyishly/
I'm glad this all is pleasing enough - I just pray you never see it messy; God forbid...
/muses over the idea in mock horror and shakes his head with a light chuckle/
Anyways... a toast seems appropriate - a toast to... alcohol, I suppose - or maybe destressing. One or the other; what do you think?
/let's his sillyness show itself as he basks in the easy, calm, comfortable ambiance that fills his apartment for once/

@Doctor Yifan /Nods lightly in appreciation of Yifan's cooperation, letting a silent exhale of surprise relief exits/
/Glances up in the man just in time to catch that dazzling grin of his; feeling a smile of his own creep upon his lips at the near instant transformation/
You're absolutely perfect, Mr. Wu.
/Crosses his arms, cocking an eyebrow lightly as the atmosphere is erased of all possible awkwardness/
/Humorously grabs at his own tie, yanking it above his head to portray a hanging-like figure, wanting to play along as well/
How unfortunate to be killing all those trees... What a pity.
/Chuckles lightly at their little skit before managing to balance the full plate in one hand and the wine glass in the other; and though Yifan's action certainly did not go unnoticed, he decided against saying anything to question the elder's decision/
/Follows behind the other closely, taking a seat beside him as he gingerly sets the dinner down, taking a dainty swig of the scarlet drink/
Like I said, I'm easy to please for your average white-collar. Not sloppy in the least.
/Responds in a smooth tone, attempting to hold his curious character in place while answering truthfully/

@Doctor Joonmyeon [ /watches you nibble and kisses your cheek/
/continues watching the show/ ]

@Doctor Joonmyeon /feels the tense atmosphere and turns a bit to gaze at the floor; decides that its a good time for a sip from the wine and nods/
I can play along; frankly, I need it too.
/smiles sincerely, although it's small before it grows into a sheepish grin; sets down his glass and takes the moment to fold his sleeves up to his elbows, then undoing the top two buttons of his shirt/
Aish - so much paper work. I swear I have written all over the amazon forest, or whatever portion of the forest winds up in my cubicle.
/lets out a comical, exaggerated groan before tilting his head to give Junmyeon a playful smile/
Does that work, Mr. Kim?
/notes his gestures and thanks him as he places cutlery and chopstick unto Junmyeon's plate, and then taking his own cutlery and drink alongside his plate/
/winds up taking the plate with less - but it was on purpose; refuses to let his guest do as such and takes a seat on the floor infront of the couch, placing his plate on the automan/
Forgive me - I don't actually have a proper dining area... being all by myself either means reclining here or in my room. Sloppy, I know.
/leans back against the couch and motions Junmyeon over/

@Doctor Yifan [Sounds good, love ;) /Nestles into your side, nibbling the kernels/ :3 <3]

I can't help but envy him... Though to the average citizen, dealing with sick children isn't for the weak of heart, it's so...
/Pauses for a moment to find the right word, shaking his head softly/
//Low risk// for people like us.
/Smiles softly, knowing that Yifan understands at least a particle of what he means- They've been in the profession long enough to have their fair share of pretty much anything //but// lollipops and childish giggles; there's a sterile, somewhat dark and sharply pressing feeling to the surgical room, surpassing the overall barrenness of the hospital atmosphere altogether- it's just simply not something explainable in mere words, but Junmyeon and Yifan both are faced with this overwhelming element every day they slip on those long rubber gloves and make their way to the operation room/
/Thoroughly mixes the food as the flat goes silent with thought and things unsaid, now sizzling nicely/
/Sets the spatula down upon the counter once more the instant the older responds to his question, adopting a tender look; knows all too well about the disturbing images, the absolute drain once completing an operation- if even successfully at all and what's worse- being expected to //forget// everything/
I could say the same...
/Comments quietly, finding there to be a certain uncomfortable, unidentifiable air between them at their doctor's talk which certainly went deeper than the words spoken/
Y-Yifan.
/Clears his throat to mentally shake both of them from whatever may be circulating in their thought process/
I have a request to make. Why don't we just try and pretend like we haven't just come from the hospital? As if we bored ourselves to death at a cubicle job, and we just came here for old friendship's sake. I really just want to enjoy this.
/Suggests this for the both of them, though he is rather shy to say such a thing/
/Smiles to the other, eyes flitting back to the food that may be a very unflattering shade of black if he ignored it any longer/
/Scoops each leftover neatly onto two plates, looking up at Yifan for approval to see if it was the right amount for the older man; administers both of them an ample portion of everything- though giving himself a bit less- since he was fully aware that neither of them had eaten a satisfying lunch or even breakfast for that matter/

@Doctor Joonmyeon [ fine fine <3 we'll surgically remove the arguments and implant love - sound good? /grins and pulls you close, hands you popcorn/ ]

/nods as he takes his glass of wine - not so elegant for such a drink, but he tried - figures that Junmyeon will understand, or at least hopes as such/
/chuckles softly as he nods, recalling the aforementioned party quite clearly/
Chanyeol... I swear, he never will grow up till he has kids of his own - he does a really good job though, being a kid himself.
/is a bit jealous of his friend-from-college's days when all he does is hand out candies and brings the brightest of smiles from the innocent souls; not to say that his job wasn't fulfilling - he just wished he saw smiles more often than blood and the bouts of disappointed expressions he's had to face before/
Well, the town nearby is unable to care for its share of youngsters, so about 25 little ones are being transferred to our care between tomorrow and a week from tomorrow.
/pauses for a moment and debates on sharing the happenings of earlier this week; doesn't feel the need to dampen the mood with the morbid accounts of his attempt at a second transplant/
Otherwise... nothing too cheery. There rarely is much to rejoice about other than miracles, be it a surgical success, or a rare find.

@Doctor Yifan [PSH! Nonsense. Let's just cut the arguments lmao. I can hardly write better than a ceiling fan, much less even be capable of coming close to your eloquence. Your replies will ALWAYS by lovely to me T.T Case closed~]

/Grins softly, eyes falling down to trace the light swirls in the granite counter top/
I certainly hope so... To be honest, it's been ages since I've been able to indulge in someone's company- I think the last time was at Chanyeol's Christmas party, do you remember that?
/Chuckles softly, remembering the silly event thrown by the happy-go-lucky pediatrician/
Ah, thanks~
/He adds in a slightly more hushed tone, crouching down to retrieve three medium sized pans for his purposes/
/Once he manages to position all of them strategically upon the stove, he closes the drawer and sets out in scooping each container of food into its allotted cookware/
/Watches the older fumble slightly with the fabric frustration out of the corner of his eye, chuckling airily/
/Attains a large plastic spatula, awaiting for the heat to fully come to fruition before he begins to stir the assortment of their late-night dinner/
/Hums absentmindedly, glancing up at Yifan's thin but towering frame nearby with a hint of fondness/
/The older has always been kind and engaging, and the kind of person Junmyeon had never faked a smile with; and thus the brunette was all to grateful to the Chinese surgeon and friend/
Really... It's not much.
/Speaks softly, his tone faltering slightly yet his soft smile and bright almond eyes try and convey otherwise/
There's just a certain patient that is not responding to the treatment as well as I'd like... But it's nothing too drastic, and certainly it's under my control. But what about you? Any thrilling stories to tell while this delicious food warms up?
/Begins to stir one of the pans with the utensil, instantly dismissing the topic that doesn't bother him all too much, but still contains slight emotional baggage he doesn't wish to reveal tonight/

@Doctor Joonmyeon [ aM NOT, YOU'RE THE FANTASTIC ONE - I'M JUST FOLLOWING YOUR LEAD AND USING MY LAZINESS AS A MEANS TO SHORTEN REPLIES/SUPER-CONDENSING ALL THE DETAILS IN MY REPLIES, AND INADVERTENTLY SHORTEN YOUR REPLIES <333 ]

/smiles as he now sees the younger begin to loosen up and chuckles; chides lightly/
You're not ruining it - trust me. You're doing anything but that.
/smiles appreciatively as Junmyeon takes the dishes, happy that his guest is a bit less edgy; opens a cabinet to reveal a small, but expensive selection of wines - all gifts that he too felt guilty of never tasting/
The cabinet below those three drawers - there are a few pans there; utensils are in the drawer above.
/decides not to refute Junmyeon's help and pulls away from the counter for a brief moment to undo the nuisance of a tie - nonchalantly tosses it to the small couch a little ways away before returning to uncork the wine he selected/
So... what made the week so stressful, if you don't mind me asking? Speak freely - I'm not one for tattling.
/muses with a small grin as he pours out two glasses of wine and sets one glass before Junmyeon; leans against the counter, surveying the younger's work curiously/

@Doctor Yifan [BECAUSE YOU'RE SO ING FANTASTIC AT THIS STUFF ;-; While I remain an illiterate newbie -_-]

Hmmm?
/Lets his eyes snap in place to the kneeling man's back, noticing how tense and stiff his body was positioned
Yes- you're right...
I believe it's just this stressful week that's put me on edge. But I shouldn't allow it to ruin our pleasant evening.
/Meet's Yifan's gaze with a slightly apologetic one of his own, feeling his tight muscles loosen a little from the other's gentle rebuke/
/Hesitantly steps into the kitchen space, prepared to assist in dishing out out the meals or something of the like/
Wine, please.
/Smiles softly, having grown accustomed to wine since his mother frequently had visited France and had acquired a taste for the drink during his adolescence/
/Takes it upon himself to attend to the leftovers, carefully removing the plastic sealants with steady hands and then preparing the stove-tops in order to warm up the food that would obviously taste like chicken flavored ice-cubes if they had taken to eating it now/
/Completes his menial task before half-turning to the other man
Where are the pans, Yifan?
/Inquires curiously, not about to go and explore through his host's kitchen just to find a proper skillet/

[ MY REPLIES ARE PURPOSELY HALF YOURS EUE <3 ]

/notes the younger's timidness, having been in the same position before; thoroughly amused by the display though and turns his head to Junmyeon, giving a sheepish smile/
'Myeon - relax. We've worked with each other long enough to be considered close, no?
/chuckles softly and decides to pull out a few arbitrary dishes from the night before, that his family had brought over/
/has so much left over food, and had felt bad knowing that at least half of it would have gone bad before he could dig in; feels less guilty now that he can share it with someone/
Did you have a preference - wine, or soju?
/inquires as he sets two or three dishes out on the counter, beside the stove, still wrapped and a bit chilly; busies himself in pulling out plates and cutlery that remains untouched for the most part - then two small glasses; although sad excuses of shot glasses, they were something, and most certainly better than just offering the bottle/

/Enters slowly, letting his eyes adjust to the brightness of the nice, clean ambiance/
My, you certainly do.
/Comments appreciatively, looking back as he nods softly in complete agreement to the older/
/Laughs lightly at the anecdote before subtly biting his lip in thought/
/Follows Yifan's action in removing their shoes, showcasing a pair of bright orange socks, hidden from people during the work day with his ebony shoes and slacks/
I really like it, most certainly.
I'm really not hard to please, I promise
/Pads further into the apartment, always rather sheepish being a first-time guest since it was so bothersome not knowing if you should stand, sit; where you were supposed to let your eyes wander or cleverly avoid everything/
/Decides to stand in the ample space between the living room and kitchen, keeping his hands folded behind his back as he absentmindedly rolls back and forth upon the balls of his feet- a lifetime habit during his contemplative mode/
/Is instantly snapped out of his musings at the host's question, making him lose his balance but he quickly catches himself and stands straight again; albeit slightly flushed/
No, nothing in particular
/He replies politely, a gentle smile painting his lips
As long as it's edible, there's nothing to worry about with me. Just stick some rice on a plate, and I'll gladly partake-
/Stops himself, his previous words somewhat not sounding appropriate/
That is, if you have rice to spare! I'm really quite content with anything...
/He quickly corrects himself, mentally slamming his face into a brick wall/
May I help you in any way?
/Regains composure, taking a few small steps towards the kitchen to see if he could be of assistance/

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@Doctor Joonmyeon /enters the apartment and holds the door open, gesturing to his 'humble abode'/
Home, sweet home. I even cleaned up for once; I usually don't have guests but on the occasion I can tidy up as well as those nurses post-surgery.
/chuckles as he motions to his small but open flat; simplistic but warm in both color and decor but nothing too fancy; nothing that provided any clue to his line of work, or his pay check/
I hope it's comfortable - my mother originally was about to 'feng-shui' the whole apartment, she was so excited.
/chuckles and shakes his head/
It was a sweet gesture but I'd rather earn my money through hardwork, not false hopes; besides, she was even ready to hand over her ornate alter for prayer and all-- I can't take that from her.
/muses as he toes his shoes off and ventures into the apartment, towards the kitchenetter/
Did you have any dishes you prefer or have a craving for?
/inquires as he loosens his tie and cuffs while kneeling before the open fridge/