ㅤᴅᴏᴏʀ ⋮ C16

@❛ taeyong l。 Sammy laughed and held the bag with the cookies in it up. "I can leave and take these with me if you want~ For someone who made me go out to buy your snacks, I'd think you'd be a little more grateful." She stuck her tongue out at the male and walked inside, taking her shoes off and followed Taeyong. "I told you I'm only sharing you with the stripper today, so I didn't even look for any extras, sorry babe~" She grinned and laid her head on Taeyong's shoulder for a bit before taking one of her macadamia nut cookies and eating it. "Maybe I'll bring a harem next time for you~"

@❛ samantha c。 just as the male was finished setting up their all-nighter-games-setup in the living room, there was a knock on his door. straightening up, taeyong headed over to the door, opening it — only to pout at the girl present. “damn, i was hoping the stripper was early,” he sighed dramatically, letting samantha in before he closed the door behind her. quickly, he grabbed some of the snacks and the soju from the female, waiting for her to slip off her shoes before he guided them to the kitchen. “no luck at the convenience store in that department, i’m assuming?”

@❛ taeyong l。 Sammy quickly gathered the snacks Taeyong had asked her to get, somehow finding the mint chocolate chip cookies and some macadamia nut cookies for herself. She got the popcorn and some sodas for her own apartment before paying for everything and heading to a convenience store to get the soju. She bought like 12 bottles of assorted fruit flavored soju and headed back to her apartment to get an overnight bag with a change of clothes and switch her contacts for her glasses. She was at Taeyong's door minutes later, knocking. "TaeTae! I'm heeeeere~" She sang with a grin.

@❛ taeyong l。 Seora kept her teeth buried in her lower lip until the hookup left, stomachache worthy laughter leaving her petite form. "I can't believe the excuse he gave. How pathetic. I saw how he looked at us." She remarked, a cheeky grin spreading across her face. "Oh baby. I barely lifted a finger." The dark haired girl winked at her friend. "You're welcome. It was a spur of the moment thing, but I'm happy it worked out so well." A nonchalant shrug lifted her shoulders as she set the multitude of ingredients on the counter next to her slender friend, then reaching into one of the cabinets for a frying pan.

"As if I'd let you starve. You look like a skeleton and someone's gotta chub you up." She leaned over to poke at his stomach. "And don't you dare take that as a joke, Lee Taeyong. I'll shove this pan up your ." The brunette playfully glared at the boy, swiping a spatula from a nearby drawer and pointing at him with it. Internally, she was more than aware of how cute he was, but the last thing she wanted to do was inflate his ego. He did that enough on his own.

"So what kind of guy do you have lined up tonight?" She finally inquired as she brought out a large bowl and began combining the ingredients to make pancake batter, sage eyes meeting his umber set. "Is it gonna be another round of obnoxious banging against our bedroom wall and incessant screams of 'harder daddy'?" Seora tried her best to look as innocent as possible, going as far as to pout her lips and bat her little eyes. "If so, I'll be asking Matt to let me crash on his couch."

@❛ seora k。 hesitantly, the man nodded from his place, already looking one syllable away from fleeing. you just didn't interact with your hook up in the morning. especially not with their other friends or lovers(?). that was, essentially, rule number one. granted, the view of the purple-haired beauty's was gorgeous beyond measure. but, alas, the fiery little girl metaphorically looming over the decently tall male was the final nail in the coffin.

"actually, i have a meeting to get to.." he excused himself lamely, scurrying out of the kitchen and to where his shoes lay discarded from when taeyong had pinned him to the wall. within moments, the man was gone from sight. taeyong let out a loud sigh before kicking the door of the cabinet close, his rosy lips curled into a big, petulant pout. "did you /have/ to scare him off like that–" he bemoaned, taking the coffee jar out of the machine and pouring them into two decently large cups. "i did like the little touch of string bean, though. have to add that to my growing list of nicknames," he snickered, taking his turn to hop onto the counter. seora had been over plenty of times to know where the utensils and ingredients in his kitchen were.

"i will take you up on the pancakes, though, if you still wanna feed this baby," the male remarked, patting his bare, flat belly with a cheeky grin. it was no secret his best friend was a er for his aegyo. secretly, at least. he was aware that she would rather die than admit that to him.

@❛ taeyong l。 "Read a book, explore the world, terrify everyday people. like that." Seora remarked back, leaning her head back against the wooden cabinet. "That's because that's your favorite activity, dummy." She waved the slightly older male off, crossing her slender arms over her decently sized chest. She adored him, no matter how much he made her want to roll her eyes into the back of her head. "You never know." And before she could continue, the man of the hour made his way into the kitchen.

A sly snicker left the girl as she leaned over to poke at Taeyong's shoulder, then flashing the handsome newcomer a cheeky grin. "Nice. No, not at all. I just came over to have breakfast with my best friend. Feel free to join. I don't bite." She stuck her tongue out slightly, hoping to seem playful as she kept glancing at her friend. Like several before, Seora was fairly sure this one would run away terrified too. The biual scaring off the gays. What a joke. She might be a /little/ nosy, but it's not like she was planning out their murder in front of them. Then it hit her. Munchkin?!

"Who are you calling munchkin, string bean? I'll burn your breakfast before you can finish my coffee sir." The girl exclaimed as she hopped off the countertop, squaring up to the taller male and then strolling off to the fridge, tugging it open and searching around for what today's breakfast would be. She'd figured it was as good of a time as any to allow her friend to stare down his eyecandy and leave her out of it. She loved boys just as much as she loved girls, but she had way more respect for those her friends brought home. They never blipped on her radar and she never made a move.

Seora then flips him off from her place inside the fridge. "I just make edible food, Tae. Don't you go bragging on me like that." She scoffed as she lifted herself back up, arms loaded with a carton of eggs, a gallon of milk, various cheeses, and a package of bacon. "Omelettes and toast? Or would you guys rather me make pancakes? Choose quick."

@❛ seora k。 and there it was. the teasing was a part of their morning routine – hell, their entire relationship. taeyong would have been worried that the world was coming to an end if seora ever greeted him without dissing him at least once. "what else would one want to do other than lay down and get though? i can't really think of anything more fun," giggled the twenty four year old man, his faded purple bangs curtaining his face as he rummaged around in the drawer for some cups. "i wonder if he likes coffee too.. maybe with some breakfast," he idly wondered, figuring the man would traipse out into the kitchen soon enough.

as if on cue, the stranger peeked into the kitchen, fully dressed, gaze fixated on the female sitting on taeyong's counter. "am i interrupting anything?" he asked politely, hesitating to fully step into the kitchen due to the fact there was a woman boring holes into him as she appraised him. usually, it was taeyong who was considered the more intimidating one when they were out in public, dubbed 'ice prince' by many in his highschool. between them, however, they were both aware that taeyong was the softer of the two.

"no no, come in, don't worry about this little munchkin," taeyong chuckled softly, casting the man an appreciating gaze. even through his clothes, he could visualize those solid muscles undulating as those strong hips pistoned into him– taeyong had to cast his gaze astray only because he didn't want to pop a when he knew his morning was not going to be left alone. not that he ever wanted to be ditched, not after they had just recently reconciled after all those years apart.

"coffee? or breakfast?" he queried instead. "my baby here makes the best food in the world," taeyong praised, bending over to retrieve the coffee beans he stashed in the cabinet below so he could refill his coffee machine. was this a ploy to allow the hem of his shorts to rise, revealing the pale, milky white skin of his thighs? absolutely not.

@❛ taeyong l。 Rays of multi-colored sunshine cast themselves through Seora's window, causing the female to groan in annoyance and shroud herself with her pillow. First the damn noise next door and now even the sun was having fun with her. It was too damn early. Lithe fingers rubbed at her sage eyes as she lifted her petite form and slid off the bed, looking more like a zombie just leaving its grave more than a princess descending stairs in a ballgown. The brunette truly enjoyed having her best friend's company back in her life, but the continuous banging against the wall behind her head at night into all hours of the morning was making her lose sleep. This guy better have been an angel sent by the gods or she was about to have Taeyong's .

After adjusting her matching camisole and pajama shorts enough to look semi-decent, she grabbed her phone from her nightstand and trudged her way out of her apartment and over to Taeyong's front door, knocking on it as loud as she could manage with her limited strength. "Wakey wakey!" She called out, resisting the urge to rest her head upon the doorway and take a nap. The last thing she needed was to become the laughing stock of the complex.

"Oh screw you. I barely slept like night because of you two." Seora made her way inside without invitation, knowing he wouldn't mind and stepping towards the kitchen. "I'm pretty sure your brains are mush by now anyway. I wouldn't want you to forget how to /actually/ do something." She commented further, eyeing the coffee machine as she set her phone on the counter and hopped up to sit next to it, swinging her legs back and forth like a child. "You know, other than laying down, taking , and getting marked up. You do remember that you've got other hobbies, right?" Teasing him was one of her favorite hobbies for sure...right next to scaring his hookups off.

@❛ seora k。 with the sun shining on a beautiful weekend morning, taeyong was tempted to stay in bed forever. even more so due to the god atop him right now, kissing the life out of him. slender fingers curled into wavy brown locks, back arching into the sculpted torso pressing him down; he could do his laundry on this man’s abs. just as taeyong’s hand was about to slip further down to initiate round 3 (or 4?) of their time together, he heard his front door slam, followed by a cacophony only one person was capable of.

why did she have such bad timing?

with a low groan, taeyong apologetically pushed his company for the night away. the smaller male flashed him a wry grin. “sorry, that’s my alarm. and probably my cue to get out of bed and make some coffee..” he sighed, sliding out from underneath the nameless stranger — he had stuck to ‘daddy’ for the night — to then slip into a pair of pyjama shorts. not waiting for the older man, taeyong sauntered outside, giving his sister-from-another-mother a roll of his eyes.

“couldn’t have given me an extra hour? i could have gotten my brains ed out of my head,” he sighed despondently as he started up the coffee machine. taeyong didn’t feel the need to cover himself up at all; seora was definitely no stranger to witnessing his skin being mottled with hickeys and bruises.