➴ hyunjin's。

@song yuqi. He couldn't help but smile at her mention of 'the song yuqi special'. She always used that phrase whenever she brought him food. He hasn't even realized he was hungry until she mentioned eating. Reaching down, he rubbed his belly then gave it a gentle pat.
"Surprise surprise, you are correct ma'am. I have not eaten at all today. To be fair though, I had some serious muse as of late. I couldn't risk losing it." He gestured to the colorful painting on the easel then to a couple smaller canvases leaning against the wall. Each had different scenes, from a bright sunny day to a moonlit ocean, one even was of a man.
Hyunjin stepped to the kitchen sink and started washing his hands, not bothering with changing out of his pants covered clothes just yet. There was a good chance he'd go right back to work after eating. He plopped down onto one of the chairs and looked up at Yuqi.
"How you doing today? Been busy?"

@hwang hyunjin. Quietly, she counted the seconds. Usually it would take Hyunjin about 30 seconds to get up and open the door, depending on how focused he was on his current art piece. After all he had to wait for all the seven rings to sound out before he even thought about moving. She wasn't quite sure how or when it started, this little habit of hers, just that she had always been doing it. Even back when she had still been living in Beijing, she had always been ringing up a storm to announce her presence. Much to the chagrin of any house owner she visited. And their neighbours. Speaking of neighbours. She took a quick glance at the door down the hall, lips quickly curving into a cheeky grin when she saw it open just a tiny crack, a pair of dark eyes peering out into the hallway. Lifting her free hand, she waved at the other person. And was promptly met with the sound of a door being pulled shut.

But as the saying went, when one door closes, another opens. Quite literally. Hearing her best friend's voice, she turned back to face him, chuckling when she saw the smudges of blue on his face, his hands equally covered in different coloured splotches. Which only affirmed her hunch that he had most likely been hiding inside all day long, working on some new art piece.

Carefully, she squeezed past him and into his apartment, mindful to leave her shoes at the entrance before she turned around, holding up the two plastics bags in her hand, a wide cheshire grin on her lips. "I heard you ordered the Song Yuqi special? Just kidding. I got us dinner. Fried chicken and tteokbokki from our favourite place." And with that she was already venturing deeper into his private abode, heading straight for the kitchen to get plates ready. "Don't even try to deny it. I bet you totally forgot about time and haven't eaten much or even anything at all today."

@song yuqi. With the curtains closed, the lights dimmed and the room completely silent, except for the occasional sounds of wet paint brushing across canvas, Hyunjin had no idea what time it was. But time didn't matter, not today. He was completely focused on this new piece, one inspired by a beautiful smile he had seen not too long ago. He couldn't forget such a smile. And now he was painting the aura of how it felt. Spreads of light blues, some yellows and white. Like the warm sun lighting up the sky, a few clouds coming in. It was warm with a comforting tone, like home. The abstract piece was for himself. But as with all his art, he got lost in it and completely lost track of everything else going on in the world. Until he hears the seventh buzz of his bell.
"Yuqi." He reminded himself. She was the only one who would ring the bell exactly seven times...or at all. Everyone else would knock or text. Everyone else, he would ignore and pretend he wasn't home. But his best friend? He could never ignore her. He'd drop everything for her. As he did now, setting down his paint brush without a second thought. He didn't bother to try and wipe off the paint from his hands and arms nor eas he aware he got some blue paint on his cheek and forehead. Hyunjin stepped over to the door, opening it with a smile.
"Hey princess. Everything okay?" He asked gently, stepping aside to let her in.

@hwang hyunjin. "...that's it for today! Thank you all for watching, I had lots of fun hanging out with you guys! Don't skip dinner and I'll see you again tomorrow! Byeeee!" Waving into her camera for a few more seconds, Yuqi eventually turned the stream off, carefully disconnecting the camera and the mic before she shut her computer down. Another day of streaming, another day of entertaining the masses. Although she loved her job dearly, by the end of the day, she still felt drained.

She quickly glanced at her phone's screen.

8.17pm.

Actually, she had intended on ending the stream an hour ago, yet as one of her online friends had stumbled into the live right when she was about to shut everything down, she had no other choice but to chug a bottle of water to keep her stomach from growling, voice ever so cheerful as she started the playful banter. Could she have just declined or make up some lame excuse? Probably. But it was through collaborations with different creators and engagement with her audience that she had managed to stay at the top of the company's v-tuber rankings, even though people loved to discredit her, citing her connections with the bosses as the only reason for her popularity.

A heavy sigh fell from her lips, her stomach releasing a low grumble as well. Time for dinner. Well...almost. Judging from the lack of messages throughout the day, Yuqi could tell that a certain friend of hers was deep in his zone, most likely to forget about dinner himself. "Tsk, what would he do without me...." Muttering to herself, the young woman quickly throw on one of her oversized hoodies, pairing it with a simple pair of jeans shorts. Slipping into her most comfortable running shoes (though she had no intention of running), she grabbed her car keys and her purse, heading out for the night.

8.53pm.

After dropping by her most favorite fried chicken place and a tteokbokki stall, the raven haired woman was now standing in front of an all too familiar apartment. Getting into the building was fairly easy as there was no high security system, quick footsteps leading her to her best friend's front door after a quick elevator ride. Lifting her hand, she gently pushed the door bell, lips curving into a grin with each more and more obnoxious ring.

...five...six...seven.

She didn't even have to say anything, knowing that that alone would be enough for him to recognize her.

[] here we go. hope it's alright like this > <

@song yuqi. () okie sounds good

@hwang hyunjin. [] i can write the starter if you want. just give me a couple minutes :D

@song yuqi. (we've got it now ! Do you wanna start or shall I?)