❣ milkshake store.

@hwang hyunjin too enamored by eating away her nerves by scrolling through her feed, the sudden voice cutting off the silence moments prior made the girl yelp in surprise– almost seemingly fake because of how loud it actually was. placing a hand over her chest to calm her racing heartbeat, chaeyoung lets out a few hearty chuckles to loosen herself and the atmosphere around her up. "no no, it's fine! i hadn't been waiting for long anyways, you're just in time." urging herself back together, the girl cards a few pale fingers through her threads to push them away from her visage– a trait they seemed to share, if what she'd observed from his videos were to he true.

'not that i did watch them on purpose though–'

shocked by her own mind's retaliation, the girl shook her head a few times, hoping the action would get rid of all the weird thoughts coursing through her system at the frantic moment. clearing as she trained her gaze upon the others, chaeyoung musters what she believed is her best attempt at a friendly smile; she hoped it would be enough to get him to loosen up, too. "so, what flavor would you like to get? i can give you suggestions if it's your first time here."

Winwin walks inside the establishment, inhaling the sweet smell of milkshakes. He runs his finger through his hair while heading to the counter to order. He waits in for his turn. He pulls out his phone and opens his kkt app reading some messages from s.

Winwin walks inside the establishment, inhaling the sweet smell of milkshakes. He runs his finger through his hair while heading to the counter to order. He waits in for his turn. He pulls out his phone and opens his kkt app reading some messages from s.

@park chaeyoung hyunjin, as many would expect him to, ran his fingers through his hair in an attempt to look /somewhat/ presentable before he would leave his safe four walls to meet a girl anxiously. he'd gotten to the point of perfectionism where he had to squint to see something, his nose almost booping at the cold glass of the mirror. he doesn't struggle with picking his cologne, there was a reason why he only used one - having more than one would be a disaster for his indecesive mind.
after desperately trying to get every single strand of hair in place, he left the bathroom with mixed feelings about his presentation - was he overdressed? was he underdressed? was his cologne appropriate? did he spray too much?

anxiety gnaws at his chest when he asks himself those and many other questions over and over again, the feeling of bright excitement never coming short, though.
once he leaves the house, however, he soon comes to realize that the wind might ruin his long and hard styling work sooner or later. obviously, he had chosen to go by public transport. hyunjin didn't have a problem with people recognizing him as long as they didn't start getting.. weird. weird as in secretly take pictures, or scream and disturbe other people - that's about what gets him the most embarrassed when he's in panic, but at least in south korea - luckily - most fans knew better than doing that.
after about half an hour of hopping between bus and subway, he arrived at his destination - and when he spotted chaeyoung sitting by a table, he made his way over to her immadiately. "hi. sorry if i let you wait for long", he mutters, a small bubble of shy laughter now leaving his lips as he sits down across the small table, folding his hands as if it would keep them from sweating from nervousness.

@hwang hyunjin with her trembling fingers balled in fists inside her coat's pocket, chaeyoung looks around from the shop's doorstep with a little huff escaping her lips. nervous would be an understatement– surely for good reason, and none without a good tinge of excitement, yet the girl was still utterly anxious to meet the other for their little 'date'. bringing up a hand to check her wristwatch in a moment of frenzy, she couldnt help it that she'd nothing else left to do but to card her digits through her golden locks in hopes that it would put her rambling heartbeat to ease. it wasnt even late yet– they came upon the agreement that they'd meet at evening and it's barely a few minutes past five, and he could be arriving at any time he wished. checking her phone again for any updates, she sat by the nearest table and sighed, waiting in silent panic for her 'date' to arrive.