⥽ 　house 1001.

@⁰⁴ taehyung k. She's startled once the barrage of harsh pounds upon her front door are heard, her head snapping in its direction before she warily makes her way over. On the tips of her toes, she peeks through the peephole and immediately, her visage contorts into a mix of confusion and annoyance. And she fails to mask such as she swings the door open, her lips parting to quip something out of exasperation — but he beats her to it.

"How was he?" He spats.

For a second, her face falters, heart spiking out of sheer anxiety as she slowly closes her door in thought. She doesn't meet his gaze at first, attempting to compose herself, but to most importantly wonder if he /truly/ knew what he was talking about. To not give herself away, she questions. "Who?" But her voice laces in guilt. Nonetheless though, her head slants slightly to look at him, feigning innocence. "Babe, listen, you were just harassing my door and barging in like it's your place—" her eyebrows furrow, that same annoyance beginning to bubble in the pit of her stomach once more. "So, I'd appreciate an explanation or something. I was in the middle of writing lyrics." Gesturing to the coffee table, there laid her songbook (that he gifted her) and his guitar resting against the couch. Crossing her arms over her chest, she keeps up her front, despite the worry that alarms in her mind.

@⁰⁴ chaeyoung p. Taehyung's knuckles aggressively knocked against the ivory door--perhaps a bit louder than he intended. He had already revealed the intensity of his emotions before even coming face-to-face with the former love of his life. The "former" was a newly added adjective. Following a quick glance at Chaeyoung's phone a few nights prior, Taehyung was confronted with all the evidence he needed. In one of the small thumbnails in the rows of photos she happened to be perusing, therein rested a shirtless, sleeping man--one in which he could recognize as not himself; it was all the evidence he needed to confirm his suspicions that infidelity had been at play throughout the course of his relationship.
Slowly, his irises panned over the details of the door, up to the bulging veins in his arm that he had not realized was still pounding on said door. He's only able to stop once the door is opened, pulling the wooden surface away from his balled up fist. Taking in a deep inhale, he flicked his irises over to the female standing before him and uttered three words. "How was he?"

@⁰⁴ chaeyoung p. his gaze drifts over the details of her facial features from the short distance, completely enamored with the way the natural light compliments her pale complexion and breath-taking features up close. although he's seemingly distracted with admiring her beauty, it's crystal clear he's listening to her words when a pleased smile visibly shows at the end of her soft murmur. being this smitten with someone felt unfamiliar especially when he tried long and hard to put up a wall, yet, he continues to welcome this feeling with open arms. she's the only person whom he drops it for so she can see the real him and for all that, he feels more confused than ever; the lines between love and lust becomes so blurred, it scares him to a degree. in his eyes he's never been worthy of being with her in this intimate and personal way but a part of him can't let go. "let's do that—" is all he has to initially say, leaving a short pause before he speaks again. "heh, i'll even carry you back home since it's nearby." this time his hands comes down to take ahold of hers, lips barely resting on her knuckles to settle there. "need me to set up the tv in your room? that way we can watch netflix or somethin' later on while we're in bed."

@⁰⁴ kang s. indubitably so, she’s caught in a trance with the way his hands fit so well around her petite waist, handling her with such care, yet also lacing his behavior with that similar desire that brews between them. so, as he cradles her cheek and draws her in for another kiss, she half expects for it to lead to… well, her sprawled beneath him, clothes tossed. but instead, when he pulls himself back to utter such sweet words, the initial whine that threatens to spill from her fizzles away in , now feeling rather shy under his gaze. “that could very well be arranged,” she murmurs, breath feathering over his lips. it’s complicated—no, they’re complicated. from the first moment they met, they were always going to be, she knew that. but for someone that usually listened to the rationality in her mind, she was beginning to think that maybe, just maybe, her heart could guide her this time around. “… then stay the night. when we’re both at the party, maybe we could leave together and you can stay with me here.”

@⁰⁴ chaeyoung p. the soft tugs at his hair causes a slight shiver to run down his spine, effectively increasing the desire he always has for her, and without a second to waste, his hands settle on the sides of her petite waist to effortlessly help shift the position for her to be on top. his muscular arms wraps securely around to hold her close as their foreheads rest upon one another's, her question initially earning brief silence on his end. ".. also to moments like these, when we're simply talking. heh, and of course when you're my name and the things i do to you." he says the last few words with a soft laugh before he leans in to press a short, tender kiss on her lips, now bringing his larger hand up to lovingly cradle her cheek and brush the pad of his thumb over her cheekbone. "that even pertains to hearing your sleepy voice when i wake up next to you in the morning." there's something, maybe everything about her that allows himself to comfortably become vulnerable around her (about most things), even as they're still navigating their complicated relationship.

@⁰⁴ kang s. in the time that she's known him, he seemed to always be undeniably persuasive with that charming simper he has — but this one, this smile that he grants her, that's the winner. it's sincere, barely reaching his eyes, but enough for his cheekbones to become prominent, and she finds it painstakingly difficult to not kiss them. as he offers a plethora of instrumental suggestions for her, each one resulting in the widening of her smile, she sifts out a chuckle. "alright, now you're just spoiling me, heh." her eyes crinkle to give him a knowing squint, but as he etches himself closer to take the other half of the strawberry within his hold (as well as shamelessly teasing her), her breath softly hitches. god, he's so close and while they remain in the comfort of her home, nothing could interrupt them, right? "nothing my small hands can't handle though," she distractedly says after having finished her half, now winding her arms around his neck. "mhm, i'll promise you. i'll even give you a couple kisses now for the road." with her words murmured, she's quick to return the kiss he gifts her, her fingers immediately curling within his darkened tresses to softly tug at, essentially lulling herself closer. her head angles slightly, the continuous slotting of their lips fueling the desire that was beginning to burn in her, and before she knows it, her legs part to welcome his waist as she settles onto his lap, unfortunately having to part from their kiss to shift positions. "so, when you say you want to hear my beautiful voice," she starts lowly, foreheads resting upon one another's. "does that only pertain to singing, or?"

@⁰⁴ chaeyoung p. a chuckle passes his lips when he catches sight of her eyes twinkling at the mention of instruments, the corners of his lips now tugging up to show off a small smile as he nods lightly. truthfully, she's one of the very few that can get him to genuinely smile this much. "oh, maybe this is a ploy to hear your beautiful voice more often. think you've got room for a baby grand piano /and/ a keyboard? possibly another guitar as well?" at this point he's mentioning any idea that comes into mind because he knows how much she loves music and he adores seeing her light up about it every time. "that sounds like a small handful but i'm sure you'll keep her from doing so. hey, if i promise we get familiar with every room, you gotta promise me a kiss at the party. actually, a couple for good measure." with his palm on the blanket to give some leeway, he leans forward to slowly bite down on the other end of the strawberry; the intimate action leaves no space as their lips brush against each other, and to make it a tad more enjoyable, he swipes the tip of his tongue over her lower tier just before pulling back to finish the small piece. when the strawberry's sweet taste is the only thing left, he eagerly closes the distance a second time to take her lips in a deep kiss.

@⁰⁴ kang s. "is that so? i hope that's a promise." an eyebrow of hers raises in feigned curiosity just as his words reach a suggestive innuendo, the insinuation he offers resulting in the mere flush of her cheeks. she lightly scratches at her wrist out of habit, a coy smile curling her lips before she takes the edge of the fork in her grasp, taking a dainty bite of the strawberry's tip. his proposition of allowing her to relentlessly spend his earnings would perhaps attract any other girl, she's sure, but she gives him a pointed look, her lips parting to retaliate. "you know i can't do that—" but, as he encourages for her to treat herself with another instrument or two, her doe eyes twinkle with evident mirth. expressing her gratitude in the way she softly knocks her head to his shoulder, she then props her chin upon the curve of it to scrunch her nose up at him. "mmm, now we're talking. might get a keyboard to further serenade you with." fitting the strawberry between her lips, her head slants back to offer the other end to him before attempting to respond with a full mouth. "yeah, i have to keep jen from harming her ex and potentially, a freshman. but also, since it's the first party of the school year, i do want to go and drink a little too. just hoping i'd see you there, you could say."

@⁰⁴ chaeyoung p. physical touch has been their norm for awhile now, to the point where his hands instinctively gravitate towards her whenever they're in close proximity. whether she tries or not, she continues to have a strong grasp over him; this moment being a great example when her simple touch made his heart skip a beat or two, just as she was first able to months ago. "we'll help each other get familiar with every room at some point—" he stops before anything more can be added, thinking she'll likely understand where he's going with this without having to go into any detail as the playful grin and slight shrug of his shoulders hint enough. after all, they let their bodies do the talking. he gives a couple short nods in return before going off to the kitchen, giving the fruits a quick yet thorough wash before putting forth the extra effort to find a small kitchen knife to cut off the green ends. once finished, he presents the strawberries on a plate with a couple small forks as the response from her immediately gets him to laugh a bit. "greedy isn't so bad, especially since i don't have a girl to pamper. if we've both got free time, i could take you to the mall and you can have a field day with my card. maybe even pick up a couple more instruments." settling next to her with the plate between them, he pierces the tastiest looking piece with the utensil and hands it over to her, ensuring she gets the first taste before he starts eating. "mm probably? if you're not too busy chatting with others i'll probably just spend some time with you, drink a few, and head home. how about you?"

@⁰⁴ kang s. it’s natural, the way he caresses his calloused hands over her smaller ones, and how her slender digits slightly protrude out to fiddle with his out of pure giddiness. for her, physical touch never scored higher than half the other supposed love languages, she’s aware, but he was a big fan of it, and little did he know just how easily contagious he was. “i know,” she simply responds, smile heard through her voice. “get used to it here too, who knows if you’ll be coming ‘round more often.” when he cups her cheek, she’s immediately turning her head to press a kiss to his palm, cheekiness evident in her eager affections before she then steps back to very much reluctantly part herself from him. “get the strawberries and i’ll get the blanket?” with this, she’s already well off into her barren room, soon returning back with a blanket to sprawl on the floor near her balcony window, the natural light being more than enough for their makeshift picnic. urging him over with the flit of her hand, she settles down onto fabric, responding to his earlier words. “multiple things? don’t tell me that, i might get greedy.” she muses challengingly, though for jest. “and, later tonight is the AEO frat party, i think i told you. will you be going, you think?”

@⁰⁴ chaeyoung p. the corners of his lips tugs up into a small, cheeky smile upon hearing her teasing tune accompany the gentle chords strummed across the steel strings of her guitar. had the hefty box not been between the pair, he'd have taken her lips into a tender kiss by now; though, he's in no rush as there's still plenty of time for that. he sets the box carefully atop a nearby dresser once they enter the room, ready to turn around and wrap his arms around chaeyoung's lithe figure but she beats him to the punch (with no complaints on his end). "no problem, if you need extra help around here i'm always one call away." he softly hums when she mentions the choices, busy in thought for a brief moment while his hand tenderly caresses the back of hers. "how about strawberries first, song second? gotta save the best for last." when he turns and faces her, kang reaches to cradle her cheek with one hand while the other tucks a few strands of her blonde hair behind her ear, being mindful of her light makeup as his fingertips gently brush over her skin. "also, let me know what you want for your birthday. multiple things actually, because you deserve it."

@⁰⁴ kang s. "hey, i'm just reiterating what you said," in the hollowed hallway that soon led to her loft, chaeyoung grasps onto the comfort of her guitar that hangs around her shoulders, manicured fingertips strumming upon its strings softly as her voice reaches a melodic tune. "the heavy lifting is for the men." playfulness is evident in her sing-song tone, absolutely shameless in the way she flashes him one of her silly smiles (that she's sure he's seen a multitude of times), her eyes curving into innocuous crescents just at the sight of him. she twists onto the knob and swings the door open wide enough for him to lug her box of belongings in, soon setting her guitar to rest against the wall. "mmm, that's the last of it. thank you for helping—" she presses a kiss to his shoulder, arms fastening around his waist from behind. "now, i did promise to sing you a song, but did you want that before or after we devour those house-warming strawberries jennie gave me?"