𖡡 restaurant

@✵ choi kyungho〘ᴋ〙ˣ.ᵈᵉᵐⁱᵒⁿ yeonhwa rolled her eyes in playful way at her brother's remarks. "how sweet they are, they keep being sweet like that will triggered my single self ugh." mumbled her before she chuckles. "I'm quite busy, orabeoni, but I will give them a video call later on, to convey my feelings for them hahah. " at the question, yeonhwa emitted a soft hums. a certain someone creeping into her mind, but she immediately clears and smiles. "well ,the practices are alright, and I've been okay."

— lies.

has she even been okay all of this while? finding out her unrequited love will never look at her the same way was painful enough, how can she be alright right now? yeonhwa steals a glance at her brother. "what about you? are you alright? you seems so moody today. not that everyday you are not like that, but still. it's kinda give me that —" she makes a gestures around her face using her hands. "extremely moody today. spill it, you know we shared the same mom's belly, so I can get such instincts. call it woman instinct."

@✵ yeon sanghyun〘ɪᴄᴀʀᴜs〙ˣ.ᵈᵉᵐⁱᵒⁿ “pfft, funny. he’s honestly so, so funny?” all it took was a few minutes for lani to read icarus’ text, but only a few seconds of caving into the urge to roll her eyes. just as expected of him, there really was no letting her guard down with the man for the incessant teasing was like a machine gun aiming for her to no end. but it wasn’t like the dancer was completely helpless. for as she finally makes her way to the lobby of the dance studio and sees herself right out, the smile on her face simply represented the beginning of retaliation as she quickly helped herself to a nudge by his arm, “please.. and have you struggle that bad just for me? as much as i’d wanna see that— this time i’m going to have to give it a pass since i’m actually pretty hungry, or else! anyways, should we get going, ruru?”

@✵ choi yeonhwa〘ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ〙ᵖᵃⁿᵈᵒʳᵃ Kyungho didn't even flinch the moment he felt someone gave him a headlock, knowing that no one in the world would dare to do that except for one person, his little sister, Choi Yeonhwa. Seeing her excited face made him forget just a little about what happened a continent away. Reaching out across the dining table, he gave her hair a little ruffle in adoration.

No matter how old she got, in his eyes, Yeonhwa will always be his baby sister. A spoiled one yet he would do anything to protect her. As his eyes laid on her, it was as if just yesterday their mother announced that he would be an older brother. Chuckling softly when it hit him how fast the time passed, Kyungho gave Yeonhwa another hair ruffle before retreating his hand back. “They both are fine. Enjoying their nth time honeymoon as we speak.” his face scrunched with a faux distaste at the word honeymoon. “And no, they didn’t give anything for you because you rarely call them, they definitely miss you and won’t buy you anything until you tell them that you miss them too.” He shook his head in amusement before calling for the waiter. “Anyway, how have you been? How was practice?” He purposely left one question he dearly wanted to ask, maybe not so soon.

@✵ choi kyungho〘ᴋ〙ˣ.ᵈᵉᵐⁱᵒⁿ yeonhwa fixed her ribbon hairband. after finishing her practice, she made her way to her manager's car as he drove her to the restaurant. she had already informed her manager about meeting her brother from england and asked for his help to get her to the restaurant. after arriving at the restaurant, yeonhwa thanked her manager and stepped inside. she looked around to find her brother and smiled when she saw a glimpse of him. she approached him, giving him a gentle headlock, and laughed, "orabeoni! heh." she pulled away and takes a seat in front of him. "how's papa and mama ? did they missed me or sending me any gifts??" asked her excitedly.

@♔ leilani dairoenkul〘lani〙ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ sanghyun, fortunately, arrives at lani's location without much delay. he had just finished a quick photoshoot this morning so any concerns regarding his appearance for this little treat of his was immediately flushed down the drain. without the need to change or fix his makeup, the time of his arrival was just five minutes late to what he had originally texted the choreographer. as he waited for her to come out, back leaned against his car, he pulls up their text messages again and inputs a new one just to .

[ to: gremlin the size of a peanut ]
- are you taking forever because you can't reach the doorknob? i can twist it open for you from my side.