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@ᵃ choi san. have*

@ᵃ choi san. Fair point, Hyunjin thought to himself. He only let out a quiet grunt in acknowledgement, and then looked back up at the other at the question, egg lifted to his eye level so he could still peel the shell off. "Ah, well," he started, picking the first few pieces off to start, "I just... didn't make any. Alone time sounded preferable." He paused, eyeing San. "Well, you know what I mean. Time in my space with people I choose and don't feel obligated to be around." He went silent even though there had been a second question, and he only answered after he finished the first egg and started the second one... or, well, the third. "I don't have any tomorrow, nor do I havr New Years' plans. You?"

@ᵇ hwang hyunjin. Watching Hyunjin get settled on the counter as he stood to the side. San simply shrugged his shoulders at the others comment and shook his head. To him, Hyunjin was only offering to host the other because his original plans got offered, and regardless; he still didn’t mind helping. He reached in the bowl to grab an egg, getting ready to peel it. “I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t want to.” He stated with a nod, quickly deciding to change the subject “Now, why don’t you have any plans this holiday? Any tomorrow?”

@ᵃ choi san. "Should help the spice I'm sure," Hyunjin nodded, hopping up onto the counter beside the cake and pulling the bowl of eggs in between his legs to keep them close but not knock them over. The offer to help came as a surprise, but it only showed in his eyes while he kept them down on the bowl. He forgot San was super polite. With one egg in his hand that he was already tapping against the counter to break, he nodded and adjusted himself on the counter. "I wouldn't mind, if it's not too much to ask. But I am hosting you, so don't feel obligated," he answered, squinting at San

@ᵇ hwang hyunjin. San didn’t wait long outside before the other opened the door, and he was let inside. Taking ships shoes off at the entrance he closed the door behind him and followed Hyunjin in his apartment and towards the kitchen, setting the pan of cake down on the counter. “The cake will be nice and sweet against the Buldak noodles.” He commented lightly. “Do you need help in shelling them?”

@ᵃ choi san. Hyunjin nearly missed the notification, only getting it on the second chime that served as a reminder that a text had come through in case the first one was missed. It made him jolt, but he patted his chest and moved over to the part of the counter it was on. San was on his way, and he was just about done with their food. The knock came while he was just about to take the boiled eggs out of the ice bath, the noodles sitting on the lowest heat just to keep them warm. He could smell the scent of someone in post-cycle coming closer before he heard the knock, so he was already at the door, but he let the other finish the gesture so it wouldn't seem weird that he opened the door right away. A beat or two later, he opened it, and he gestured San inside. "Cake smells good. I'm almost done, I just need to un-shell the eggs for us," he snickered, already starting to walk back to the kitchen.

@ᵇ hwang hyunjin. After some consideration, San sent Hyunjin a message, letting him know that he was on his way. Grabbing the cake he had made and covering it up with foil before leaving his apartment and making his way to the betas apartment. Knocking on the door cake in his hands he patiently waits for the other, or someone, to answer the door.