Suite 204

@yoo karina the noise of the kittens playing with their new toys luckily didn't reach the outside of the dorm, the two kittens batting at it curiously like it might jump out at them if they hit it enough. He'd been in the kitchen, preparing a nice lunch/dinner for everyone as he waited for her arrival. He was excited t osay the least, having planned to spoil her for her entire vitsit at the dorm. When the rap came at the door, he almost missed it but her call through the frame made him chuckle and shuffle over in his house slippers, opening the door with a dramatic gasp. "oh please not my babies! whatever will I do? I guess we'll just have to steal you instead!"

@huang renjun even if muffled, the clutter inside her sling bag full of snacks (for both of them and for the kittens) and some of her toiletries is loud with every step, although how she skips a step — happily so — when she moves forward the prime suspect of the sound. to say that she's over the moon to finally get to spend the week with renjun is an understatement; she means it when she over packed judging with the weight from her backpack. once face to face with his dorm room after much time of recalling memories of him mentioning his room in passing, her knock on wood is soft but still noticeable; trying to peek through the keyhole before cupping with both hands and leaning towards the door. hello, this is fbi. please open up so i can steal your cats.

@amy janet harvey ( coos. im so slow HH need to step up my game again LMAO )

well, i would've, a little. starved a little on this beautiful morning - until someone would've been ready to make me lunch.
watches as you push the box of tissues closer, smiling at the sweet gesture.
that's reasonable. for some people, changes are difficult, especially for elders when they haven't known anything different.
finishes my food soon after you, moving back in my seat with a satisfied expression as i watch you take your plate to the sink.
oh, it's okay amy, I'll can do the dishes. you cooked so it's only fair for me to clean.
standing up from my seat, i take my stuff to where you are and take your plate from you - putting them down in the sink before turning back to you.
thank you for everything though, the stuff, the food, your company - i had a lot of fun.

@nakamoto yuta [ ITS OKAY BTW I DIDNT REALIZE UR REPLY OTL ]

I laughed and rolled my eyes playfully
Please niisan~ its not like you gonna die from starvation without me anyway
I joked and watch you eating it, reaching the box of tissue near me and pushed it near you so its easy for you to take the tissue when you want to and continue eating.
Mmmm~ obasan still in Japan. She said she rather live on her own at hometown than here.
I shrugged and eat more of my egg toast. After done eating my food, I patted my hand and took a sip of the water. I stood up from my seat and gather my plate to put in the sink.
Niisan~ I help you clean the dishes. After this, I have to go.

@nakamoto yuta letting out a shuttered breath, I don't even attempt an answer this time, my attention on the way your fingers don't even miss a beat. my neck extends to you though i'm pitifully sensitive exactly where your tongue seems to loiter and to distract myself from the way it sends shivers down my spine, I busy my own hands, fitting one between us to blindly wrap around your length with an assertiveness that I know is only a mirror of yours. my are purposely less firm though and my fingers map out every inch of you as I figure out a pace I can manage. I feel the need to drown out the soft sounds escaping my lips that are much louder in my own ears and tilt my head to capture your lips, muffling myself in the process.

@huang renjun something about bells?
a smile spreads my lips, eyes peeking at your fingers guiding mine to your length and wrapping them around it with the assertiveness that you lacked. I lean my free hand next to your chest to hover over you as I test a few slow but firm ; face burying in your neck to caress your skin with my nose. my tongue easily finds it’s way to play with your ear again, just as my fingers dance around the tip of your length every once in a while, before going back down to the base of it. and a wasn’t complete without the necessary care to the supposed bells as well.

@amy janet harvey ( sorry for the wait! :c been a little out of it )

no, thank /you/ for the food. what would I have done without you?
well I know what - starve.
taking a seat at the opposite side of you, I copy you for the prayer and call out the ‘itadakimasu’ just as cheerfully. I immediately start on the egg, before trying the toast as well. I can’t help but hum in delight - simplicity was definitely never to be underestimated.
it’s really good! your obasan taught you well. is she still in japan?
talking through my munching, I lock my eyes over the table to see your reaction.

@nakamoto yuta casting my gaze from the pair that hit the floor almost soundlessly to your knelt frame, I don't even bother trying to pretend not to stare, my lips parting in an 'o' that's laced with amusement as my body's led closer. Each different touch from my ankles to my thighs and even higher draw a sort of electrified comfort through me in their wake and I lose my words as quick as I found them, instead watching as my fingers hover over yours as if guiding the way.
Something about bells...
peeks up at you as I place my fingers along yours to wrap around the length of me tentatively, breathing out audibly between us.

@nakamoto yuta Fine as long you've been fed well.
Rolling my eyes playfully at your word as I took the pan and the stove to heat up
Mmmm four slices will be enough. Thank you~
I smiled and took the bread, slicing off the crust first before spreading it with butter and put it on the pan to toast it. I took the time to toast each of the slices perfectly and smiles widely at your compliment to me.
Just cooking a simple meal~ I usually like to find a café to eat and just look up how to cook it. Not saying I'm a cooking expert but my obasan kinda force me to cook for survival thing.
I stated with a shrug and turned my attention to the toast. Once its done, I turned off the stove, putting it on the plate and spread the egg mayo evenly on the toast itself.
Its done!
I patted my hand, taking the two plate of egg mayo toast and turned around to set the food on the table.
Here you go, niisan and thank you for setting up the table
I smiled and put the plate of toast down before I took a seat and cut my toast with the cutlery that you set up.
Itadakimasu~
I clasp my hand and bow my head a little, taking the slices and took a small bite of it to taste it. Satisfying with the taste that I was aiming for eventhough it was simple, I let out a cute hum and eat the bread happily.

@amy janet harvey they love cooking! why take away their joy?
bread?
turning toward the fridge, i lift my heels to reach for the bag lying on top of it.
how many do you want?
opening the paper bag, i tilt my head to look inside and count the slices. it still seemed pretty fresh, seeing as not much has been eaten from it either.
oh, really? wow- my little sis is the best. do you enjoy cooking too?
decorating the table a little further with some cutlery and napkins, i end up taking the box of orange juice out of the fridge as well.

@holly lim clenching my jaw i try to give you my best apologetic look - not wanting you to conclude never to give me anything anymore.
yeah lemme just- do i heat some water? or how do you usually cook your noodles?
already holding the pot under the tap, i put myself on hold until you'd agree to my method - or tell me a better way. somewhere in the back of my head, i hoped i did not look like a kitchen fool, but then again why would that even matter anyway.
says the one who just told me a few seconds ago that it was dangerous to keep my door open, tsk.
shaking my head almost in a fatherly way, i click my tongue and give the air a flick of my finger as if it would've been your forehead.
wouldn't you like to know, mh?
well- you did bring me food and a gift so-
taking a second longer to contemplate revealing our secret stash, i end up pointing toward the cabinet on the right.
that one.

@nakamoto yuta Sound like those two oppas working for your plate. Aish niisan
Laughing lightly at your poke as I playfully swat your hand away, smiling as I watch you set the plate. I open my mouth and wanted to answer the questions but paused as an idea struck in my mind, thinking eating just a boiled egg doesn't seem enough.
Change of plan- do you have bread?
I then took the chopping board and the knife, slicing both of the egg into a half to check that it was fully boiled before mincing it into a small dice. Once I done, I put it inside the small bowl and squirted some kewpie mayo inside, mixing it together and even put a bit of black pepper inside.
I make some proper meal for you niisan. We will have toast egg mayo

@nakamoto yuri No, let's save the best for last! Nods my head briskly at the suggestion although my curiosity of how the room looked tickled at my nerves, impatience rising then slowly falling.
Most likely not, they would probably terrorize everyone in the girl's dorm, yeah?
Asks with a evil yet lighthearted chuckle that followed afterwards. Are too— in a breath as I watch your balancing act turn into you almost dropping the set, my hands also flinching at my sides seeing it almost slip out of your hands. Now I know to never bring you anything that might be fragile. Put it down before you somehow fall with it. My warning light and playful as I follow you further into the kitchen with the ramen noodle packs, my neck craning sideways to nosily see what you were doing next. See? I knew I made a good choice, dumplings are the best side dish. Glances around at the different cabinets my movements coming to a halt at the mention of snacks. Maybe you should keep the door unlocked, I might have the munchies whenever I decide to break in again. Which one is the snack drawer?

@huang renjun holding my hand out to the side, i drop the pair of boxers to the ground before i wrap my fingers around your ankles. my thumbs circle around the prominent bone in a sense of unspoken comfort while i tilt my chin.
go ahead, you can't leave sanny hanging on a christmas joke.
using the hold i have on you to my advantage, i pull you closer by the ankles; the blanket under you rumpling around your small frame in the process. but it allows me to massage your thighs from my seated state and slowly but surely approach your now-freed member.

@holly lim they really do, don't they- i wonder if they'll get the right person though if you write yuri on the report.
balancing the pot onto one hand, my head shakes in denial.
I'm not.
replying to your judgmental eyebrows with raised ones, i feel unable to convince you when the kitchenware almost topples over my slightly too careless grip, but luckily my reflexes are quick enough.
it really does, actually. want to go take a look first? or keep the good stuff for the end?
cracks the joke as if it was a comment about the weather, heading toward the kitchen to start the fire already.
dumplings? hell yeah, i love them!
oh the amount of useless stuff i have bought just because i was hungry when in the supermarket- i think we even have a cabinet assigned for that kind of random stuff.

@amy janet harvey surprised as you 'scold' me for throwing the egg in like that, i take a step back while you take it over from me.
oh?
is all i mutter, watching you take it out and cooking it the 'right' way.
i don't eat anything before work if johnny or renjun don't make anything.
admits with the straightest face - not even embarrassed about it as i cross my arms and watch you prepare your own food. a smile grows on my face though when you bump my hip and i poke your side before i search for a plate you could use. and while at it, i also put two glasses of water on the dining table.
I'm sure there should be soy sauce somewhere. do you eat with a fork, or?

@nakamoto yuri my amusement at the way you're still quite playful at this point makes realization of the moment we're in dawn just a tad slower but it still hits nevertheless as your lips meet bare skin and I become fully exposed to you. It's a kind of realization that makes my skin bristle from head to toe as I catch your open gaze but I don't curl in on myself like my first thought suggests and instead invite you to ogle with raised brows. those brows stay in place as your boxers become the last item off and my recovery time is embarrassing but I manage to find words after tearing my eyes away to meet yours again in an attempt to come off as unfazed.
it... would be really inappropriate to make a christmas joke right now, right?

@nakamoto yuri a small snicker leaves my lips at the question, my head shaking as if my answer wasn't going to be obvious.
I don't know, I think everyone by now knows you by Nakamoto Yuri, right?
i ask, my brows raising at the way you sidle up next to me, amused by the clumsiness of yours and my brows pinching slightly together with a little judgment before shaking my head.
I didn't take you to be the clumsy type.
the remark quiet and held under my breath as my smile grows wider, my head nodding at the rhetorical question of yours. No problem, I still felt a little bad I couldn't help decorate, but I'm sure your room looks great now.
But yeah, they still have to be cooked. I also brought along some dumplings if you care for them.
dips my hand in the bag again, taking out two packs of noodles of Hot Chicken ramen noodles and packaged garlic onion and chicken dumplings, laying the small packages on the table.
I pretty much bought a little of everything when I was at the store, I was hungry.

@nakamoto yuri Depend I usually put soy sauce or just eat it that way.
I put my finger against my pursed lips as I watch you struggling around the kitchen, my head was wondering if the word kitchen ever exist in your vocabulary. It become clear that you never cook in your whole life as I watch the horror the way you turn the heat and about to throw the egg in which make me gasped and speed walk to your side.
Chotto niisan!
But it was too late that you already throw the egg into the water which make me sighed, putting my hand on my hip as I give you the look.
Aishh you are not suppose to do that, Yuta. We need to let the water boil first.
I could only shake my head as I look around to search for the ladle, small bowl and a cover for the pot. I pulled the eggs out with the ladle and place it in the bowl and cover the pot and let the water boil properly. After a few minutes, seeing the water was simmered I turned the heat a bit low and took the cloth to lift the lid up and put the egg in before covering it again, sighing and look at you.
How do you even eat before going to work not knowing to cook?
Laughing softly as I bump your side with my hip giving you teasing smile.

@amy janet harvey hard boiled?
i repeat after you and place the eggs down to search for a pot. i crouch down, my knees cracking on the way while i open a cabinet. and another one. it was plain obvious i didn't step foot in the kitchen a lot. but after a bit of nosing around, i finally find what i was looking for and take it out to put it on top of the fire.
so, your breakfast huh? you eat anything with it or just a hard boiled egg like that?
filling the pot with water and turning the fire on, i cluelessly throw the eggs in almost immediately - not waiting for the water to boil first.

@holly lim oof, you have my name, that's right.
i shove my fingers into the pockets of my baggy black trousers, limping behind you when my slipper unexpectedly detached itself from my foot.
but what will you write on the report, nakamoto yuta or nakamoto yuri?
after a few failed, messy attempts at getting it back on without having to reach for it, i finally win the battle of the pantofle and i position myself right next to you. almost jet-black orbs stare down at the bag and what you take out of it, big eyes widening even more as you hand me the blue pot.
for me?
is all i can blurt out as my hands uncertainly wrap around the cooking utensil, just enough to not let it fall but also not enough to accept it right away. but the 'you didn't have to' got stuck in my throat when i meet your eyes; a small smile lifting my cheeks.
well- thanks, holly. that's very sweet and thoughtful. we can use it right away for the noodles? or do they not need to be cooked anymore?

@nakamoto yuri Feeling you hug my head i let out a soft groan and let my face bury on your chest, sighing at the feeling the kiss on my head before looking up to you with a smile.
Neh neh I'm fine, niisan~
I patted your arm and continue to follow you from behind to the kitchen, looking around once I arrived to admire for a moment before turning to look at you and blink as you show me the egg.
Oh you read my mind there
I grinned, hand rest on the hip and scrunch my nose out of habit.
I was literally thinking about hard boiled egg. Its kinda one of my breakfast

@amy janet harvey looks over my shoulder when i hear a loud bump followed by a yelp, and i can't help but laugh at the sight of you burying your face into your hands; that was enough for me to know what had happened. i wait for a few seconds, standing in the middle of the hall so you can catch up to me and i reach out to give your head a hug - as it just happens to be the perfect height, and i even give the crown of your head a quick kiss before continuing my way towards the kitchen.
you alright?
after pulling open a few of the cupboards i find some eggs, obviously. i take two out and turn around to show them to you; holding them between my thumb and index fingers.
this alright?

@nakamoto yuri Hesitance had momentarily took place in my eyes hidden behind the silver wire framed glasses I sported, my thick veil of dark brown hair framing my slender visage and rolling past my shoulders, my fingers gripped the bag closer to myself almost fearfully as I heard the sound of incoming footsteps until I saw your head pop out from around the corner. The action itself making a relieved and amused bubble of laughter leave my pink lips.
Random? Okay—maybe I don't know you, but let's not forget I was invited. And I at least have your name if I had to make a report.
Snapping back wittily as I walked further into the suite and over to the readily laid out dining table. I set the bag down, opening it up and pulling out a small mini cooking pot, quickly unwrapping it from its plastic bag. Like I said, I was going to help decorate in some way. I don't know if you're much of a cook, but here's a small pot, I'm sure you can make almost anything in it. I smile as I turn back to you, my hands holding out to you small dark blue pot with its lid still attached to it. It looked cute in the store. I added on my perfectly plucked brows raising to make a stern and silent point that it was not coming back home with me.

@nakamoto yuri Niisan~
Whining as you ruffle my hair messily which make me shake my head and slowly sat up from my position, laughing softly at your word.
You are so bad. Fine as long I get to eat before going.
Grinning widely, I stretch my body and letting a soft yawn before slowly stood up from the bed. I turned my heel to follow you from behind as well with my eyes close still feeling a bit sleepy as I walk toward the other direction only to bump myself to the door
Itai!
I yelped, rubbing my forehead while covering my face feeling so embarrassed that my ears was red.
Stupid door.....
I grumble under my breath and continue to follow you but the time holding onto your shirt, my eyes still closing as I walk behind.

@huang renjun only?
repeats after you, my brows raising slightly to act as if I’m surprised and disappointed.
well then— I guess we’ll have to stop here.
despite saying that in a wondrously steady voice, I lean down to press a few kisses to your pelvis and the crease of your leg as I guide your underwear down. when you’re free I take a second to stare, quite bluntly, and the realization of what is happening finally hits. it does not stop me however, and I search for your eyes before I take off my own pair of boxers.

@holly lim when putting a pair of glasses on the dining table I hear the familiar creaking of the front door - indicating someone entered. and I only needed one hand to count my guesses; the first one being you arriving spot on time and the others being my roommates who would happen to have the worst timing. it was a relief though, when a female voice rang through the silence of the suite. I peek my head from behind the corner before showing the rest of me. it was honestly the first time I saw you in real life - and because of your vague profile pictures, I had a hard time recognizing you at first. a smile crept on my lips nonetheless and I brush a few bangs away from my eyes as I approach.
says the girl who just entered a random guy’s suite, while knowing it used to have the name ‘jail’.

@amy janet harvey finding your daze quite adorable, I reach out to ruffle your hair.
both are nice, to be honest.
stepping out of the bed and into my slippers, I stay seated on the edge of the bed for a few seconds longer; still needing a little more time to wake up.
I’ll go steal some from ren’s then.
yawning once more I finally get on my feet and start shuffling towards the door.
I don’t usually eat breakfast. let’s see what he has to offer.

@nakamoto yuta my breaths become heavy and broken down to match the pace of our bodies syncing together with each movement that creates more pressure than it relieves. If I could help the sound that leaves me when your tongue meets maybe one of the most sensitive areas of my body I definitely would because it comes out higher than necessary and luckily the focus was elsewhere because it leaves me wanting to hide away. Instead of dwelling on it, I let the loss of friction lead my gaze to you as you strip out of your pants and follow your fingers to the waistband of my briefs, the green light coming in the form of me relaxing into the sheets below me and nodding to your frame.
Only if yours go too.

@nakamoto yuta with inquisitive and slightly rounded amber eyes, i look around for the room number 204 on the metal plates lined up beside the doors of the men's dormitory hallway. my footsteps careful but quick as i walk further down the narrow hall, with a bulky brown paper bag nestled in the crook of my arms, not wanting to spill the contents of the freshly made ramen noodles i picked up, along with a small pot—a housewarming gift. i stop at the door once my eyes catch on to those three familiar numbers, the edges of my lips growing upwards as i push the door, hearing it creak open and beckoning for me to come in.
You know it's dangerous to keep the door open like this. i say out loud as i come in, closing the open door behind me with the heel of my shoes.