insane.

/stretches out his arms yawning/ We should keep company to eachother

{' with a yawn muffed against his own hand, he tiptoed closer, plopping down beside the other, nodding in response. } mmm...we should.

Yifan found himself to be quite comfortable in the other’s presence and he was grateful to have someone speak to him. Lately he had been having a lot of trouble making friends and such and he blamed his busy schedule and tendency to get sick a little too easily. Noting the other’s words he was quite sure he had seen this male somewhere, but he just couldn’t pinpoint where. Possibly on TV? He just couldn’t remember. “Really..? Well, if I ever do remember I’ll let you know. I know for a fact it’s going to bug me for quite a while until I do remember. 

A small chuckle escaped Hakyeon's mouth in response to the male's words, yet he still didn't give any hint about his actual occupation. What's more, he didn't consider himself this special. His job was like every other. Deciding to simply let things happen, he flashed a wider smile as he grasped a pack of candies, unwrapping one with a childish twinkle in his eye. "Ah, don't bother yourself with such a thing, man. It's nothing extraordinary." He offered the male a snack. 

He couldn’t help but raise an amused brow at the other’s cute ways of remembering his name, crossing his arms over his chest nonchalantly. “I’ll think of an embarrassing punishment if you don’t. Or, you could give me an unique nickname. I wouldn’t mind that either.” The boy let a light laugh slip past his lips, blinking a few times. “And why not?”

His eyebrows furrowed at the mention of a punishement before he shook his head in disapproval. "Nah, no need to. I'll remember!" He tapped on the younger's chin before his lips curved in an amused grin. "A nickname, huh? How about...cutie?"

Anonymously tell me your feelings for me.

It doesn’t have to be romantic (though if you did feel that way, it’d be perfectly fine and I would like to know that). Just how you feel in general. I get curious of people’s impressions of me.

Real friendship is when your friend comes over to your house and then you both just take a nap.

send me "if i was dating you" descriptions

{`the widened eyes only serve to bring him amusement, and as though instructing the male he very slowly picks up two of the balloons, only to deliberately throw it against the male’s arm with a playful laugh.} I think you might wanna start ducking. 

{' with a sudden gasp, as he was caught by surprise, he shuffled away, snatching another balloon before he run away. } warn me next time, you-- you'll be dead-- I mean wet in a minute!