⟼ yj's

@c. yeonjun .ᐟ "Not you really out here asking me if you should be offended when both of us know how much of a brat you can be but hey, whatever floats your boat yes?" Snorting out a little chuckle, the kitsune simply shakes her head — today she's calm and not hungry perse so her chocolate molten gaze dips down into a more hazel color and her orbs search your exquisite features as she takes in everything that you're saying and all the words that are followed by the expressions crossing your face is enough to have her stumped and sad. She wants to help you, you're her longest friend she has had after all, someone that doesn't even match friendship, deeper than a lover and friend combined. You're just too special to her and she couldn't help but feel helpless as she looks at you.

"I guess the dyeing of your hair and movie night and stuffing our faces either yummy food and maybe ice cream and cake and oh — not forgetting our wine of course, should help a bit yes? Take your pretty mind off of things. Leave you to unwind and just settle down into something more relaxed rather than chaotic?" She muses thoughtfully as her eyes glance up at your darker ones and a grin plays on her lips. Alas, maybe she was a little too clueless and dumb most times, heck she can really be in a stupor majority of the times albeit being headstrong and stubborn. She didn't think much on what she did but when she felt the way your tongue glided over her skin and the look in your gaze her eyes widen momentarily and her breathing hitched before moving her hand back and she laughed a little nervously while clearing . "It is, isn't it? I think you are biased indeed," she teases and glances over at you with a grin before breaking off piece and exposing the center of cream there. "But I also know you won't be hiding the blunt truth from me, you'd tell me if I ." She mumbles with amusement lacing her voice as she up some of the cream and passed you half of the cupcake so you can eat. "Take some sweetness in and then let's go do your hair?"

@m. sakura .ᐟ 'should.. i be offended?' he mused, chuckling weakly, 'sounds fine with me.. makes things easier, plus, you know i'll never turn down company overnight.' his hand lifted to wave a bit as he watched, arms shifting from his chest to fold behind his back. he took pride in how clean he kept his apartment, though he was sure it was bordering on an unhealthy obsession of keeping things tidy and organized - that was a problem for another day. following your movements, he flinches under the poke, automatically bringing his hands around to shield the area. the action has no response as the nickname makes him shudder, a comfortable warmth spreading and a faint grin forming, one he didn't expect to be seen.

'nothing, everything. feeling overwhelmed with little to no reason.' if anything, he was always honest, waving a dismissive hand; he wasn't avoiding sharing, more like he didn't even know what to share. he was just having one of those spells that he didn't know how to get out of. the thoughts didn't linger for too long, distracted by your attention seeking and the substance against his lower lip, earning a couple blinks. yeonjun parted his lips to over the icing, not a single bit of hesitation at the request. 'it's good,' he answered, almost in a dazed tone, like he was coming back to reality, 'it's not too sweet, it's actually.. very light, i like it. maybe.. i'm too biased?' he mused the last part, knowing you knew him well enough to know that even biased, he wouldn't lie.

@c. yeonjun .ᐟ "mmh, you're not /that/ alright, but i can deal with that later on after taking care of your hair perhaps. i was thinking i'd just stay over for tonight, if that's okay with you. we can order in and chill, watch a movie and cuddle?" sakura asks with a small grin flashing over your way, her eyes roaming around the clean space no less, always having been so tidy and precise with how things are [assuming it's clean lmfao]. her eyes easily find your troubled gaze, wondering just what's going on in that beautiful mind of yours as she hunched over a bit and leaned into your space before giving your tummy a little poke. "want to tell me what's on your mind, pup?"

the nickname slipped without much thought, not like it's the first time she has called you such. you always were the type to follow her around and be cute, acting protective of her, even though she can very well handle and take care of herself and you combined - yet, she thought it was adorable when you'd be foot to foot with her. reaching over for the cupcakes, she takes a bit of the icing onto her forefinger, a small dallop and she brings it over to press it against your pouty lips gently. "say ahhh~ taste it and see if it's too sweet first," nudging her head at her hand close to your face she's easily allowing your lips to part under her fingertip. "maybe you can critique me, even if I already sent these over and all, I still haven't heard back from the family who got the order tch... makes a little worried if my taste has gone south."

@m. sakura .ᐟ Both eyebrows went up at the reaction he got, arms crossing loose over his chest, kind of wishing part of his abilities involved mind reading - but, he'd never actually bring himself to use it. His thoughts rambled to him for a moment before he shook them off, finding himself immediately comforted under the familiar gaze, your words making the feeling sink bone deep. 'Not my fault I've got these,' he muttered, gesturing up to the antlers, 'I'm alright.' His voice got even quieter under the affectionate touch that had him preening, a hum sounding from the back of his throat. Yeonjun, despite how he acted most of the time, easily melted beneath any attention and affection, things he heavily lacked growing up.

At the accusation, he didn't even need to reply, quickly noticing the change to your gaze and shift in your features - you knew the answer without a verbal response. All he could do was offer a sheepish smile, one that was wiped away with a groan at the small hit. 'It's not like I do it on purpose,' he grumbled, shuffling behind, 'if I was that much of a brat, you wouldn't be here, soo.. you must like it.' The ghost of a pout took over his features as he followed your call, not like he had much of a choice, you knew every word that could make him follow like a pup.

@c. yeonjun .ᐟ "huh?" her voice comes out more softer than even the call prior and her mind was a flurry of memories -shared with you as time went by in all the years of knowing one another. oh so finally - and slowly, her dark orbs, glinting crimson drags away from the picture sitting there before finding your figure standing there, disheveled dark hair all pretty and falling over equally pretty features as a small grin plays on the kitsune's lips. "look at you - clumsy idiot, I heard you stumbling earlier, pft. are you alright?" walking over towards you, she reaches up to brush your onyx strands back slowly and a pleased smile settles on her features as she looks at your visage and furrow her brows once.

"you're overworking yourself again - aren't you?" clicking her tongue, her eyes narrow down a bit and her body shuddered from the sizzling heat of annoyance that thrummed so bright within her - you always managed to tick her off in the worst ways possible, which causes her to shake her head a little and give a little whack on your chest before huffing and moving over to place the bags aside on the kitchen counter. "annoying brat." she was sure you can hear her no doubt as she starts taking out the cupcakes carefully first. "come here, pretty."

@m. sakura .ᐟ Laying in bed, limbs spread and stretching his back, Yeonjun was in his own world, just enjoying the time off from dealing with the shop. His ears twitched at the sound of the door, assuming it was either you with a key or he was about to end up dead - he realized in that moment, he was pretty chill with each outcome. It took until he heard his name, something that brought a smile at the familiar voice that dragged him up from the bed, grabbing a shirt on the way to tug on, nearly running into the doorframe when the sleeve got stuck on his antler. '-' Hissing out the wood, he wiggled his way through and fixed himself, stepping out into the living room, 'I'm here.'

Bringing a hand up to push his hair back, he tipped his head, flickering gaze finally finding you, clearly wrapped up in your thoughts, much to his amusement. 'Everything okay?' The question is somewhat quieter as he made his way through the room, curious but not wanting to interrupt whatever may be going through your mind, generally not the type to disrupt silence so quickly.

@c. yeonjun .ᐟ Sakura, always being close to you, had an extra key to your place— only for her to figure out what you meant earlier about the key situation which causes the fox to chuckle as she shamelessly slot the key into the lock of your door and slide it open as she enters in. Her hands all filled up, one bag sporting the cupcakes she made for the babyshower on Friday and then there's the bag of essentials for your hair. As she steps into the apartment, her eyes lighten up a little, slipping into that red tinged look that her gaze always slips into and match the fox within. Her eyes glance around, nostrils flaring a little as your scent infiltrated her nose and she's quickly kicking off her shoes to head into the home deeper.

"Junnie?" Calling out softly, knowing all too well you'd be able to hear her soft spoken words, she didn't bother raising the volume of her voice. Glancing around, she spotted one of the picture frames sporting a silly picture of us both on the mantle by the door and she couldn't help but flash a small smile upon reminiscing on the time we've had in the past. Always visiting this cabin she owned out in the country side and skipping towns over time and time again to explore. You and heeseung were the closest friends she ever had and both of us always ended up doing the traveling pants route in the friendship.