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     "I suppose they do that,” he hummed. He had no opinion on the idea, especially not from the ethical point of view. Taking advantage of resources at hand seemed perfectly natural to him, and cows did not seem to suffer from being milked. Humankind had already gone past the point of relying to whatever was considered natural from the close-minded point of view, and milk had many useful nutrients even if it made some stomachs feel funny. 

“It’s amazing, you know. To see how the things you’ve thought are timeless keep changing. Though I don’t think that Pluto cares about whether it’s a planet or not.” He added with a weak smile, letting the conversation flow and float about random trivial matters as he kept emptying his glass with a help of lazy sucks. It was evening and he needed sleep, the leisurely motions and monotone tone of his voice being the only one to actually get in the mood. A sleepy one obviously.

( *// &.┋ᴘᴀʙᴏ. ) ❛ Hm, I don’t drink coffee like that, heh. A normal drink will do! Bowling sounds fun though! ❜she was caught off guard at his sudden request, but didn’t have a problem with it. it all sounded like fun, and a nice way to get to know someone.

“You don’t drink coffee? That’s something refreshing.” He hummed with a soft tune. “I mean most of my peers have already become slaves to the caffeine but I think the nice amount of sleep or some exercise are more helpful than this black water.”

“Oh lookie, we’ve got an open minded one here. No boyfriends, no girlfriends. I’m free and single, and I’m just going to assume you are, too. If you’re not, don’t tell me. If you’ve got some sugar daddy that’s gonna find me later I want it to be a surprise.”

“A sugar daddy?” He repeated after the elder and scoffed at the accusations, his arms crossed against his chest. “Listen hyung, I’m proud of my skills but trust me, I’ve bought these bling blings.” With that he waved his hands in front of stranger’s face, fancy accessories shimmering in discotheque lighting. “Thanks to money I’ve earned with my hard work, doing jobs that didn’t blow.”

“Are you regretting now?” She glances over to him with a slight nudge onto his side with her elbow.

“Do I really?” He mused along, a shrug shaking his shoulders as if he was debating over his answer. “Not really, even failures are an important part of gaining experience after all.” There was alcohol in his system getting the male into such pensive mood. “But anyways are you feeling better?”

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“I will thank her next time as I will see her.” He replied politely, head bowing in thanks out of instinct. “I think it’s important to take care of your outer appearance, even if you aren’t engaged in show business -- numerous experiments have proved that we humans trust more good-looking ones more.” Musing out, he’d glance over his nails once again. “They are too short for my liking, though. I’ve always wanted to have nicer hands or feet, like yours for example!” With that he turned his palm, squeezing her hand. “Yeah, perfect.”

“Oh, no. It’s not that!” the older declared the idea to be incorrect, waving a single hand dismissively. In reality, this was only one of the reasons taking photos was so risky. Another reason, however, was Wendy’s unphotogenic nature – although being an idol and having many photos taken on a regular basis, she still wasn’t entirely comfortable with the idea of a self-photo. “Did you see me? I looked like a… uhm— a toe…?”

“A toe?” Junhong followed after her, blinking as he took another glance over his phone screen, squinting while he tried to see what she did. He failed but he could feel some kind of sympathy to her feelings. The male also hated taking too many self-pictures or them being published without his knowledge. As everyone else, he wanted to be remembered in a good way, derpy faces definitely not being one of them. “I can delete it if you want, I didn’t plan to publish it anyway.”

&. AVEC MOI*  Activity Check!

The park, he figured, would be empty during the witch’s hour. Despite that, however, he’s passed far too many couples engaging in public sex in what seemed like an attempt to get out of a rut in their sex lives. Honestly, if they a push they could’ve started with double sided dildos. Besides the happily fucking couples, however, there were still teenagers running about (probably breaking curfew to feel ratchet), making him sigh.

In the dim light of street lamp standing few meters away from them, Junhong can’t see the stranger’s face well but judging by his words -- a playful tone being pretty noticeable -- the other is his hyung. Bold but not aggressive, he thinks aware that less than half a minute is enough to judge someone but not to get to know them. 

Yongguk only let out a small snort of laughter at the males comment, understanding their conversation was coming to an end and thus settled to look for the next person to contact. Yet in the end he wouldn’t simply push aside the chat between them and give the younger male a proper goodbye. “Hey remember you having to teach me a good bit about facebook?” he muttered as response, a small chuckle passing over his lips before the call ended. “See you. Be healthy and safe.” Even with ending a call he made sure to wish the other only positive things, so easily taking over the older brother role he found comfort in. To him it was a simple action, liking to be someone elses support system while they found their path in their lives.

“Ah this?” His arm waved, leaving a round trace in the air as his finger was pointing at his work place in shift the space could be found in there purposively. A desk, a worktable, chairs as well as a sofa squeezed in the room corner were all colored in white, making the office look ascetic, so the male decided to bedeck it with adornments that wouldn’t ruin that neat, almost minimalistic style, yet add some spark and coziness, claiming the place as his. It wasn’t home -- it wasn’t supposed to be home, after all -- but it was a place he’d spent a portion of his time, be it for game live-streams or business matter... well, for his work. “Thank you, hyung.” He added, rather sheepish. “I just let the company’s interior and spatial designer do his job. I’m glad they let me store my favorite boards here. I can’t ride them but at least I can look at them.” The usual cheery mood had filled the room as well as some chuckles after the youth finally shook off the awkwardness he’d feel whenever someone complimented him.

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There was something relaxing about the elder’s way of being; be it his special way of reacting to everything (always exaggerated and emotional) or expressions he’d offer to Junhong whenever he felt like messing up with his hyung. “Last time we’ve talked you’ve been a priest but alright -- let’s drop this father thingy, okay? I don’t want to come out as someone with daddy issues.” With a wave of his hand, the youth tried to keep his expression steady, his head bowing.