i mean business.

(☠)   —  Despite the older one’s exclaim, Changkyun turns around, lids tightly shut as he refrains from any sort of eye contact– “No I can’t! I can’t see anything! My eyes are closed! And I can’t see anything if my eyes are closed.” he cries, only to withdraw from his childish antics, chuckling. 

“Just kidding~ Hi, Jiyeon-noona.”

[ text: 빵균 ♥ ] Changkyun~ [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] are you doing well? [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] think of me ~ [ photo attached ]

[ text: 빵균 ♥ ] ah.. I tried ㅋㅋ

[ sms » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] would you look at that!! it’s my girlfriend. [ sms » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] 내 귀여운 미소천사~~ ㅎㅎ [ sms » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] of course i’ll think of you.

[ sms » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] my brain’s thoughts consists of 90% choi hyojung and 10% “what should i eat for dinner tonight?” [ mms » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] (file attached) i love you.

(☠)   —  `with a grin, he feigns innocence, a shoulder alighted to emphasize further naivety; …Eo-? Ah! You couldn’t see me because I was actually the center of all the hype~ `he chorused, dulcet tones dripping with droll, and it wasn’t far too long when a chortle follows suit; It was so overwhelming, I had to run away for a moment! Haha.

[ text: 빵균 ♥ ] ah, it truly is. if we didn’t have phones like these right now.. ㅠㅠ [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] you see, i’m not saying i totally couldn’t live without you.. [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] but to wait so long to see one another without one shared word.. [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] ㅋ ㅋ  i’m joking~

[ text: 빵균 ♥ ] my mother would probably look at me and ask me why i brought home a walking pun [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] .. i’m not even sure what to say. [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] my cheeks hurt from giggling so much.   ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] it’s too early! i’m going to wake up the rest like this–

[ text: 빵균 ♥ ] i’ll do it! i’ll do it. [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] i just hope they’ll like me. [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] this would be the first time, actually.. wah- [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] i’m already nervous. [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] alright. let’s do it~

[ sms-3:27 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] 👀👀👀 choi hyojung. [ sms-3:27 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] you’re definitely not gonna be able to live without me. LOL

[ sms-3:33 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] minhyuk-hyung just passed by... [ sms-3:33 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] apparently, i was smiling way too much that i looked creepy. [ sms-3:33 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] (: i wish i can see you smiling and giggling. [ sms-3:33 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] i miss seeing you.

[ FAILED TO SEND! sms-3:33 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] I AM CRINGING 

[ sms-3:34 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] don’t worry. [ sms-3:34 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] the last time i brought a girl back home was during my second year in junior high. [ sms-3:34 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] i brought back a female hamster for our project.... i had to take care of her over the winter break ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ  [ sms-3:34 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] umma and appa liked her~~~ so i’m sure they’ll like you even more.

“And what if I do, huh?” he snaps back, borderline growling at the other male. “I– I mean– yeah, I guess they’re okay. Red rose worthy.” Placing the pink bouquet back in the container, he shrugs before turning around, the red arrangement in hand. 

“I think I’ll go with this. Don’t you dare make any comments, you little brat–” Laughing, he nods his head towards the register, encouraging them to go there. Soon enough, he’s paid for his item, and the pair is heading out of the store. 

“Where to next? You had to go somewhere too, right?”

(☠)   —  Despite the retort the older one had countered, the younger one had come to his own resolve to take a step back; avoiding any sort of instances that might upset Changjo even further, perhaps his reiteration of the word “really” marginalized the dancer’s patience down to a few. Nonetheless, Changkyun heaves a sigh in response to the other male’s gestures, following suit to the counter. “Just ‘okay,’ huh?” he prods in a playful manner, a chuckle suppressed whilst he shook his head. 

Just then, the splitting image of his own girlfriend pops into his mind-- they have been debating over the two bouquets for over an hour, and it has been so long that Changkyun forgot his initial task at hand.

“Ah, right! I nearly about forgot that.” he exclaims, “..I gotta buy noona a ring-- hyung, are you still gonna come with me?”

(☠)   —  “…I can smell summer from here.”

(☠)   —  “You disappeared again! Where have you been?” 

(☠)   —  “I’m usually good at video games..” he pauses, “but at life.. not so much.”

[ text: 빵균 ♥ ] whether it’s over the phone or not, it sure is nice to talk to your family, isn’t it?

[ text: 빵균 ♥ ] i told my mother and older sister about you a little while back. [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] ah… i told them who exactly i was dating after a week of holding the tension. [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] my mother said you looked tough when she first saw you.  ㅋ ㅋ [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] she almost told me to stop dating you right then and there! [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] i guess that’s just the aura rappers have..  [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] don’t worry, it’s a good thing you have a kind smile.

[ text: 빵균 ♥ ] ‘a changed man’, hm? [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] your father and older brother sound kind. [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] before your comeback? wah.. isn’t that really soon?! [ text: 빵균 ♥ ] 어떡해…

[ sms-3:13 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] whether it’s over the phone or not, it’s just as nice to talk to the person you love, isn’t it? ㅋ ㅋ 

[ sms-3:23 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] exactly a changed man, hehehehehe. [ sms-3:23 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] 효정 어머님! i’m not scary at all. [ sms-3:23 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] don’t worry noona. once i meet her, i’ll charm her with my puns. [ sms-3:23 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] i can’t afford to look bad in front of my future-mother-in-law. [ sms-3:23 am » 내_눈사탕 ♡ ] 😉 😉

“You sure?” Changjo turns to the other male, letting out a sigh as his gaze drifted between a pink bouquet of roses and a red one. “I thought people normally picked red for roses… but the pink ones are prettier– Aish, this really is too much work–”

(☠)   —  “Um..” a baritone note hummed out of dubiety, he spares the older one and the myriad of roses displayed within nicely-arranged bouquets. “It’s too early for red roses, pick the light pink ones, hyung.” an index wagged towards his personal selection, “Apparently, it means that you admire them.. Red Roses looks too deep.” Changkyun appends, stating the flora’s contexts as a matter of fact.

“..Unless hyung actually really, really, really loves the person he’s about to give this to.”

“Hu … ?” parted lips and narrowed eyes: the typical reaction from a very clueless Somi. The brunette stares at the older and then at the piece of paper, as if the answer was going to make sense out of nowhere. She is good at making jokes, but understanding that kind of joke always seemed harder for her very slow self. “Something is wrong and I don’t even know what’s going on with that joke –” … oops?

(☠)   —  Orbs glued onto the loose-leaf, he brought the paper to a close as Changkyun examines the punchline once again. He rotates the paper, to obtain a better ‘view’, but perhaps it wasn't such a great idea as it muddled with his initial understanding of the passage. “...Don’t Canadians spell everything with a ‘u’?” with his query, his naive mien wipes a clean slate upon his visage, glancing up at the lass.