Supply Room

@✄ Kang Hyukmin Was the boy really following him now? And why would he do so? since when did anyone want to talk to someone such as Joon? He glanced down at the male on the corner of his eyes before looking back to the front. "I've never asked you yours, you told me as if I cared to know" He replied, looking straight. Why would this cute boy turn around his feet? Most of people wouldn't have even asked for his name with the look he had always glued on his face, which was an emotionless, straight face that almost seemed violating. "It doesn't matter what my name is, I don't see any reason why it would" He explained with fist on his side, feeling in an unusual environment with the small boy talking to him, following him like this. Doesn't he have friends to go to, shouldn't he be doing favors to soldiers right now, just like he was doing when he walked into the supply room? Anyways, Joon tried not to think about anything and just think blankly after he had decided he would go to his room, at least /there/ he couldn't have this boy following him, as if he was even following him at the moment? the boy was probably just taking the exit just like he was.

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@✄ Kang Hyukmin What was the boy doing? Was he perhaps trying to make conversation with the soldier? Joon was nothing close to a talkative person, at least since he lost his whole family. He pretty much felt like the worthless guy, going to the army only because he thought he had no reason to do anything else, he thought of suicide but using himself for the army to protect the army was much more worth it, he could try to feel worth it a bit couldn't he? He raised an eyebrow at the other, nodding lightly. "I see" honestly I don't care, he would have usually added. But the boy seemed too delicate to take that kind of tone on him. Was that only an excuse he made to himself in his own head? Or would he have really said it to the boy? Nah, Joon couldn't believe that. "My name is not something to care of, or at least it shouldn't" He said emotionless as he walked to the door, trying to almost run way from the boy. Not that he didn't like his company or anything, in contrary he liked it. But why? They had barely spoke. Maybe it was because Joon needed a friend without knowing it? But why does he not ever want to befriend with others? anyhow, he started walking away in a simply, not in a rush manner.

@✄ Kang Hyukmin He knew it, he was right, it was a boy and not a girl. He cleared his throat, mumbling a little "sorry" while he looked around to find a place to depose the box. "Oh is that so" He only answered as the other introduced himself. "Barber huh" He then said, as if he would actually care. He then found a corner and deposed the boxers in an empty corner before sweeping the dust off his hands and placing his hands inside his pockets. He looked at the cute male then down to the ground, not knowing what to say or do. Why should he wonder what to do? Usually, he would only walk away, usually, he wouldn't had have helped the male. "So why are you here, why aren't you in the barber shop?" He asked, not even knowing why he /was/ even asking. How did people even asked this little boy to bring so many boxes up here? Were they blind? How did they think that /he/ would be capable of that? That was questions that would never be answered, not that he cared of.

@✄ Kang Hyukmin Joon was somehow deeply annoyed with the fact that someone walked in and made a mess exactly when he was dressing up. He sighed and shook his head, dressing himself up completely before walking to the small figure. At the far sight, he wasn't even sure if he was a girl or a male, he was so petite and breakable. He knelt in front of his and tossed the bangs out of his face, not quite gently but not harshly either. "Oh, so you're a girl?" He asked as he grabbed the boxes and pilled them up one on top of the other. He then stood up and looked at the small figure once more, realizing the flat chest, his heart stopped. Did he just call a /male/ a girl? Did he really make that mistake? "What are you doing here, What are all these boxes?" At this point, he didn't even know why he was talking, why was he here, why did he even approach him. He had no intentions of starting a conversation, ever. He didn't even know what his last conversation was about besides accepting orders from the higher ranked ones. He was probably trying to run away from the guilt he felt after calling him a girl, that was mostly an option.

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Joon walked into the storage room, looking around for some new clothes after his was literally burned on the field. Joon didn't really care, he was pretty much the /i don'kt care about anything/ type of guy. Quiet, straightforward and with a dark past type of guy. He would always try to ignore making friends since he knew it never lasted long in the army. He wouldn't particularly push the people that tried to talk to him, they would just walk away from him by the way he talked and his expressions. He then undressed himself in his boxers only and started trying an outfit, usual for him the first one was a bit too tight. He decided this time he wouldn't just go by the cover but by the etiquette. He then grabbed a medium and started dressing himself up, his beautiful muscly form slowly being hidden as he wore them on. He didn't remember when was the last time he had 'shopped' for clothes, maybe decades... it didn't matter anyways, he hated shopping.

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