kitchen 。

*hops up and perches himself on the countertop, dangling his legs*
Atta boy.

*blinks once before moving towards laundry pile*
Let's separate them into colours, darks, and whites.

@ΣΥΤ ¹ hyunjin Ⓟ @ΣΥΤ ² seonghwa Ⓟ *leads you both to a little mountain of laundry in the middle of the floor, having neglected to wash his clothes for about two weeks just for this*
Alrighty, boys.
Chop chop.

Baekho snuck up to the kitchen now that the party was essentially turning into a giant and tried to cool off his flushing face by splashing water on it. Being the Risk Manager, he knew he should be there to make sure no one made any dire mistakes, but sometimes it was too much. Drying his face with a paper towel, he sighed shakily and went to grab a tin of biscuits from the refrigerator. People would probably be hungry after all that liquor eventually.

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho *rests a cheek against my hand and looks at you*
Nothing much. Like i hoped to be honest. I just wanted to be lazy without feeling guilty ya know and thats what I did. Being a sloth. *gets up to stand behind you and rests my chin atop your shoulder to peek over at the bowl*
How about you?

@ΝΓΤ ⁴ bobae *finally finds the waffle maker and hulks it up onto the counter* So, what did you do over the summer, hyung? *busies himself with getting a big bowl to mix the batter and begins pouring it into the bowl along with eggs and water to mix it all together*

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho *let you guide me to the kitchen and settles down, leaning against the table and watch you with humming random rhythm*

@ΝΓΤ ⁴ bobae *pulls you into the kitchen, only letting go of your hand to pull out a chair for you before he went searching in the cabinets for the waffle maker* I know it's here somewhere...

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ hyunwoo -the smell of the food called out to Suho's empty growling stomach and he let the smell guide him towards it without really caring about where he was headed to-
Aahhh food food.. i am hungry..

*slips into the kitchen to check the pot of beef stew that had been slow cooking for the better part of the day, glad to see no one had snuck in to get some. It was hard to keep a house full of hungry dudes away from any food*

@ΝΓΤ ³ taehwan Ⓟ *dries off his hands and chuckles when he sees that you're already eating the cake, grabbing a fork and moving over to stand next to you so he can grab a bite himself*
Aigoo~ slow down~ it's not going to run away.
*grins, off some frosting clinging to his fork. As much as he wanted to continue eating the delicious sweets, he knew he shouldn't. Especially with sports starting back up*
We've shared a bed before. I don't mind.
I... don't really have too many games.
I have Mario kart and Super Smash.
Do you like those?

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho oh i get what you mean about chocolate being too rich sometimes
the corner of his lips to get rid of the frosting that got there, helping himself over to cut a slice of cake then eating it straight off from the cake board before you even offered him, munching quietly before turning around with his eyes wide
what? oh uhm i already cut myself one...and its your slice anyway so uh yeah, no thanks but thank you for the offer
he smiles sheepishly before continuing on eating the cake by stuffing his cheeks, leaning the upper half of his body against the counter top with his hips cocked to one side
should we head off to your room after this? we can play games or i dont know sleep or take a nap? i can sleep on the floor if youre not into sharing beds

@ΝΓΤ ³ taehwan Ⓟ I like everything, but I know what you mean. I'm actually not a big fan of chocolate.
It's too rich sometimes, so I can't eat too much of it.
*his gaze was still transfixed on the pink hint of your tongue against his skin and he felt a shudder run through him when your a bit of frosting off an unexpectedly sensitive part of his palm, prompting him to pull his hands back with a nervous laugh*
Yeah, um... Let me do that.
*turns to the sink and opens the tap with a clean finger before putting his hands beneath the stream, closing his eyes to try to collect himself while he scrubbed his hands together*
Cut yourself a slice, Taehwannie.
Unless you just want some of mine?
*looks up, tilting his chin in the direction of the big slice he'd cut, then searches for something to dry his hands off*

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho thats very sweet of you, baekho. just like this frosting
chuckles again after saying that, then he continues to the frosting away, not minding how your cheeks are burning in red, and not noticong where you're looking at
its pretty good. i dont have much of a sweet tooth. i like to eat more of the savoury ones. cause i can eat more that way
glances back at you then tilts his head, staring at the flushed cheeks and thinks to himself on how to say whatever it was in his head but he waved it off and pull back from you, putting his hand out to the sink
you should go wash your hands, baekho. its gonna be gross and sticky if you keep it that way

@ΝΓΤ ³ taehwan Ⓟ *a smile naturally finds its way onto his lips when you close the distance that stretched in between and he has to resist the urge to pull you into a hug like he'd gotten so used to doing, not wanting to get frosting all over you*
Don't say that. You're important to /me/.
*his heart suddenly jumps into his throat when you lift his hands and guide them to your lips, his cheeks burning at the kittenish flicks of your tongue along his skin to get the frosting. He swallows hard, his gaze unconsciously fixed on your lips*
... Is it good?

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho he let out a quiet laugh at the clattering sounds, slowly pulling away from the door fram to stride over towards you, his eyes twinkling and lips still in a soft smile
im very easy to be able to fit in with the crowd but thats cause im usually someone whos not important
stops over in front of you then takes your hands, chuckling at the mess before leaning in to playfully the frosting off
jongin isn't here right now so i can assure you that we will be just fine sharing the cake, baekho

@ΝΓΤ ³ taehwan Ⓟ *lost in his thoughts, he didn't sense anyone approaching and it surprised him when he heard someone clear their throat, causing him to drop the blunt butter knife he'd used to cut the cake. It clattered against the counter and he fumbled to grab it before it could hit the floor, getting frosting on his fingers. When he'd put it securely back on the plate, he turned to look at you, his heart pattering quickly* Taehwan! How did you-? *laughs bashfully, looking down at his messy hands and then the cake* you're right. I told Jongin he didn't even have to make me one, then he did that. He told me I wasn't supposed to share it but... I think I can keep a secret.

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho quietly leans against the door frame of the kitchen's entrance, looking at you with a soft smile, thinking to himself if he should make his presence known to you for a moment, and he eventually did with clearinf his throat, his voice picking up and fleeting across the room
i dont think you can finish that up yourself, mister

*finds the cake (the one Jongin made him) that he'd hidden in the back of the fridge and pulls it out to cut off a generous slice. His thoughts drift just slightly as he glanced down at the cake which was much too big for one person and a small frown turned down his lips*

@ΣΥΤ ² yixing Ⓟ *his shoulders slumped and, in spite of how conflicted the story made him feel, he couldn't help feeling terrible for worrying you. The person he'd come to know you as had always been nice to him... But his heart felt like it was breaking and that his body was trying to expell the dysfunctional thing like a virus. He didn't want anyone to see him like this* it's okay... It's n-not you. You're still my... Still my friend. *choked on a soft sob and feels the hot sting of tears begin to run down his.cheeks, bowing his head and trying to wipe them away with his sleeve* m'so-sorry! *lurches forward and jogs upstairs to the bathroom*

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho It’s not pity. It’s guilt.
/retorts quietly, watching the other crumbling to bits because of his own stsory makes Yixing felt like a bastard. Dongho was too sweet to be hurted yet Yixing was too insensitive in the first place; I’ll stop say sorry. You know, I consider you as a friend. One of the people that I start to be close when I was first transferred here. I hated the fact that i used to be a bully. And... I never said sorry to that boy. /sighs; I have changed.

@ΣΥΤ ² yixing Ⓟ *vigorously shakes his head, all the questions like something abrasive rubbing against an open wound and he didn't know if he could keep it together. He didn't want Lay to see him like this, to watch his reality crumble to bits and to pity him like he had before. He didn't want him to care, not after what he knew* No. Just... stop. Stop being sorry. I don't need anyone's pity! *brings his hands up to press against his eyes, trying to keep his tears at bay. Even considering the history, he didn't like snapping at someone else* ... I'm... sorry. I'm going to lie down. *trudges upstairs*

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho /curls his fingers into a fist the moment Dongho escapes his touch, thinking hard the possible reasons why Dongho could react this way then widens his eyes in realisation; Are you... were you... a bully victim before this? /scolded himself for being insensitive with such topics; I’m sorry if my story triggered you to remember about... those moments...
Can I do anything, to make you feel better?

@ΣΥΤ ² yixing Ⓟ *stills when he felt the other's hand on his shoulder and shakes his head, not having the courage to look at him in that moment* No, it's fine... I just don't feel good. I- I must be coming down with something. *chokes out the excuse and covers his mouth with his hand, ducking out from beneath Lay's touch* I'm sorry.

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho /the moment Yixing sees the abrupt change in the other’s facial expression, he knew something was wrong. Perplexed, Yixing blinked before standing up as well;
Are you... okay, Dongho-ah?
Did I do something wrong?
/follows the other exiting the room. If it’s not about the food, then it must be something that he did or said that could make Dongho to act this way;
Dongho... I’m sorry if I did something wrong. /puts a firm hand on the other’s shoulder;

@ΣΥΤ ² yixing Ⓟ *listened to the story obliviously and hoped that maybe there was a happy end to it. He didn't really like stories that ended sadly and he didn't know how the other would be so fond of the pepero if that was the case. However, at the mention of White Day, his stomach gave a nervous flip as the similarities began to truly sink in. His expression went from innocently attentive to blank in his shock and he suddenly felt sick, his hand frozen halfway bringing a bit of sandwich to his mouth. The urge to flee struck him and he slowly set the sandwich back down, swallowing hard against the sudden lump in his throat*

I- ... I'm sorry, I don't feel so good. *his voice was thick and he got up from the chair so quickly that it wobbled on its legs, prompting him to quickly steady it* It's not the food. So just- ... finish it for me, okay? *didn't wait for an answer before leaving the room*

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho Thanks. /chuckles and continues; well it was just to be a prank or something. I’m not the one who always write him the love letters. Come White Day, my friends told this cute boy to wait for ‘her’ at the school’s courtyard while blindfolded with his tie because ‘she’ was shy, I felt really guilty especially when it starts to rain... so I gave him a box of pepero that I received before... /covers his face as he whole face reddens; well I kinda slipped and kissed that boy on the lips and I ran.

@ΣΥΤ ² yixing Ⓟ *grabs a bit of the sandwich and listened to the story intently while he chewed, frowning when it turned out to be far darker than he expected. He had been thinking it would be some wistful story about his brother or something, not about bullying* ... I... that's a surprise. You just seem friendly? *feels guilty and gives a dismissive wave* I mean, you /are/ friendly. That's all on the past and anyone can change.

@ΣΥΤ ³ baekho /plays with the empty box of pepero, chuckling at the memories and looks up to see the sandwich on the table;
Well, I wasn’t really a fan ignore orange chocolate flavours..
Back in middle school, I wasn’t as nice as now. There was a cute boy who my friends like to pick on. They pretended to be someone who has a crush on him and wrote him love letters. I was involved as well.
/sighs, not liking the fact that he was once a bully, he took a sandwich and munches on it;

@ΣΥΤ ² yixing Ⓟ *was happy to distract himself with getting his sandwich, placing it on the counter while he looked for a knife*
Do you want some?
*finally finds it and begins to cut the sub into more manageable bites without bothering to wait for an answer. The mention of a story certainly caught his attention and he brought a plate with the now smaller sandwiches to the table so they could share*
Embarrassing?
How's so?