✯ㅤchanyeol。

@ⓘ sanghyuk h。 I've had numerous friends in my place and never I felt like I might somehow botch up the night and made a fool out of himself, or worst throw you in discomfort."I got you, hyuk. Lucky for you, I'm the basic, I mean, I've cans of coke. And no one will know." He was on his feet watching you-- not intense enough to appear he was behaving in any different way, all the while couldn't help but smiling like love sick puppy because -- God! This is happening. "let me go and grab them from the fridge." Did I answer too fast? Was that weird? He thought, turning on his heels, about to leave but before he did, he couldn't hold back from saying "I'm looking forward to the cuddles." and speed walked to the kitchen. Minutes later, he prayed he didn't make you wait long enough, returned with a wooden tray, sitting on top of it were a pair highball glasswares, straws (just in case if needed), and two cans. "What kind of movies you like watching? I've few from every genres, I think. And if I don't then we can just watch on Netflix." He started off. It was better than being silent while he was placing the glasses and cans in front of his guest, glancing more than often at the other's direction. "you can drink directly from the can, or use the glass, and straw if you want. I like mine in glasses and straw. A habit since childhood." After pouring his own drink into the glass, straw in, and sipping once, turned himself to your side, half of his legs up on the couch. "Also, the dinner's ready soooo.. We'll eat when you're hungry. I just have to reheat them a little."

@ⓒ chanyeol p。 The words spilling past you roseate tiers were endearing- I had enough difficulty treating my own home as if it were it were a home rather than immaculate display, devoid of any clutter or mess. Nevertheless, in order to seem polite, I took a seat on the sofa, one hand gliding its fingertips along the soothing fabric. Aside from my hand roaming the plush seat, my entire body is still, rigid, and upright. I desperately wanted to feel comfortable around you- comfortable enough to reveal my true self to you, but I had not done that with anyone. I've put up a facade for far too long and breaking that masquerade down would be a long strenuous process. "I would love to have some soda if that's alright. I rarely get to indulge in carbonated beverages as an idol and all- so I'd love to cheat my diet while I'm here with you." I managed to reply, scooting back so that my back presses against the sofa cushion. "Do you have any good movies? Maybe we couch watch one or two after dinner and possibly cuddle, yeah?"

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@ⓘ sanghyuk h。 The more I get to know you, the more I fell for you. the one who's down to earth, completely different from the image I found on the web; bathed in lime light-- intangible. The gentleness your words exudes had me awe struck, abd the familiar feeling of butterflies had returned. "I watched the animated version. Can't remember much from the live action one, but the hat guy was cute." With specs of pink dusting my face, I pulled out the pair you chose, and after following you in, I put the pair of slippers in front of you. Chanyeol couldn't help but feel the bubbles inside pop into fire works. "Thanks. I thought of the theme myself. Here, you go. Now put them on and, hyuk--" He had a tender smile hanging on his lips, crescent eyes fixated on your fidgeting hands. The next moment he doubf his fingers buried in the perfectly styled hair of yours, messing it up a little. "Treat this as your own place, hyogi. You want to sit, sit. Want to lie down-- though I doubt the couch will be comfortable, you can. put your legs up on the coffee table, you're welcome. I swear, I won't judge since I do that as well. Anyways, what would you like to drink?" Though he was looking very calm, inside he was regretting spilling about his hooligan like habits.

@ⓒ chanyeol p。 Ghosting his gaze over the impressive array of slippers, Hyuk eventually decided on a green pair. Pointing to them and slipping out of his shoes, he awaited for his host to grab them because he thought it would be rude to grab them himself. "I actually missed you too, Chanyeol. It's not insane- it's a human emotion, dear. Besides- those are normal and sane are boring. All the best people are just a little bit insane. Haven't you ever seen Alice In Wonderland?" Hyuk mused, dulcet tone dripping with amusement and wistfulness. Taking hesitant steps further into your home, I glance around, raven pigmented irises scanning the decor and furniture placed within your home. The beige and chestnut accents was almost overwhelming at first considering that the color scheme was filled with light brown decorations. "I truly love what you've done with your place, Chanyeol. Do you mind if I sit?" Hyuk inquired, hands clasped together and his thumbs rubbing into the junction between his other thumb and index finger on the opposite hands; a nervous habit that he could not break with every ounce of his being.

@ⓘ sanghyuk h。 The gifts were nothing but lovely, and the bearer ever more so. A breathless "they're nice. thank you. and you're welcome." was all he could whisper, lips curled into a sincere smile, his eyes literally shining like a child's, before he felt warmthness engulfing him. He placed the gifts on the self at his left where he puts his keys and bills. And it didn't take him longer to return the affectionate gesture with his own, he hugged the other back, and his pursed lips found their way to Sanghyuk's temple, lingering there for a moment. "Would it be weird to say, I missed you? But i already did anyway. Dont be scared. I'm a sane person." Chanyeol's voice trembled a little at the end and he sure laughed off at it a little to cover it up. Though he didn't want to let go, he had to for there are a couple of things he had planned out for the two of them and it requires them getting to the living room. "You can leave your shoes here. thank god! I have extra pairs of slippers. okay, too many slippers." He wore a sheepish smile when he gazed back at sanghyuk, after sliding open the door to the shoe rack on the left, which was dominated by colorful slippers. "Which one would you like?"

@ⓒ chanyeol p。 Sanghyuk caught the elder's slip up, knowing that he wanted to compliment Hyuk on his appearance, but he caught himself. Hyuk wanted to compliment Chanyeol on how handsome he looked, but he thought that might be a bit out of place considering that their date had not even truly begun. Taking a few steps inside, he turned to offer the gifts to his host, a warm smile resting on his countenance. "Thank you! You're looking pretty spiffy yourself, Chanyeol! These? Oh yes- these are for you! It's just a couple of flowers and a bottle of wine. I truly hope it suits your taste-" Hyuk felt himself stumbling over his own words, unable to form a coherent sentence after his description of the gifts. Reaching his hand forward, he interlaced the pairs fingers, opting that actions spoke louder than words in that moment and he pulled the lanky elder in for a hug, pressing his lips on Chanyeol's cheek. "Thank you for having me over."

@ⓘ sanghyuk h。 His head was filled with lots of thoughts. Should he smile and invite in or give a hug? He wasn't this jumpy usually but the person he was expecting wasn't just someone. The loud ringing of his doorbell snapped him out, and literally ran to the door while yelling a 'coming', a little out of breath. He was anxious but more excited. Inhaling deeply, he opened the door wide, mouth stretched across in a girn. "Hello beau---" May be he should have peeked through the hole before bursting his door open, least that way he would have known how to approach and the butterflies waltzing in his stomach. "Handsome... wow! I should have looked you up on the net." Chanyeol felt underdressed compared to sanghyuk; his favorite large grey hoodie and washed out jeans. Welp. He thought, getting rid of that feeling. Hopefully his guest wouldn't mind him in this state. And he didn't fail to notice what Sanghyuk was holding, making him a little weak. How sweet. He really wanted to hug that adorable being right there and then at his door step but he decided against it. "Are these for me? That's so sweet of you. But first Come in."

@ⓒ chanyeol p。 He had readjusted his tie at least twenty times now at the front door. He reached his hand forward to ring the door bell, but hesitated. It was hard for him to admit, but he was actually scared. Of course, he wasn't afraid of Chanyeol- quite the opposite actually. Hyuk was afraid of taking this leap and allowing himself to be vulnerable. Vulnerability had always been a touchy subject and Hyuk had thrown up metaphorical mental walls from an extremely early age in order to cope with his lifestyle. If he were to grant Chanyeol the attention he deserved, Hyuk would be forced to tear down those walls- and for Chanyeol, he would. Finally surmounting the courage he needed, Hyuk extended his arm and pressed the button for the doorbell, sending a catchy jingle ringing throughout Chanyeol's home. Straightening his blazer once more before Chanyeol could reach the door, Hyuk held a present close to his chest, a bouquet of flowers resting on the top of it.

@ⓘ sanghyuk h。 It had been a couple of days since he last saw the other but he made sure to send out occasional text messages-- not too much where it is creepy though he himself isn't a much of a replier--- stuff like 'good morning' 'meals' and his address. Holding out his phone, sitting on the couch with his legs stretched along and back against the arm rest, he quickly typed in a message but only to erase. Would that be too much? how do you act in these kind of situations? And he kept thinking and thinking, heavy sighs leaving his lips. he looked kind of lost and pathetic to be honest which he shouldn't because his guest would drop at his place soon. soon. He eyed the top corner on the right of his phone. 7:55 in the evening it read. Straightening up, he stretched his limbs and the cracking of his joints echoed in the empty room. With his phone in his hand, he paced around the table in his living room---- waiting.

@ⓢ taehyung k。 ❤

@ⓒ chanyeol p。 ✔ — ᴏᴘᴇɴ。