Good, maybe the bruise will make you look tough. You need all the help you can get, especially since you refuse to work out with me. {’ he slightly shakes his head } Nothing fun about getting judged for hanging out with someone like you. I can tell by the looks they think I’m poison for you. {’ cracks a small smile } I make you feel like a tough kid, eh? Shit, you can have one of my old motorcycle jackets then. Heh. I guess it is pretty entertaining. But you know we are definitely the princess and the pauper, no doubt about it.

Come on, pip squeak..

Because I don’t work. I just lay around. You know how much muscle you get from laying on a couch? None. {’ rolls her eyes, rubbing the place on her arm that he touched her } That kind of hurt, actually. And please, it’s not anything suggestive. You’ve been over plenty, I think the doorman will be fine. {’ nods once, clicking her tongue } But that takes all the fun out of it! And yes, of course. All the other times that come up as well. Wow, I’m so forgiving. {’ places her hand over her heart, giving him a sarcastic glance }

Ah, right it must be nice not having to work. {' he glances over at her, raising an eyebrow } It hurt? I barely touched you! We really need to toughen you up, don't we? Maybe a few weights... we could start going on jogs before you go to class. {' he trailed off, counting things off on his fingers as his enthusiastic tone shot from the grin on his mouth. he suddenly stopped talking as his words were replaced with a laugh } Sorry, I got a bit excited there... wait, you have fun with the stares we get? We're basically the princess and the pauper. {' he frowns slightly } 

{’ rolls her eyes, giving him a hard punch in the arm } You’re such an idiot sometimes. But speaking of. Do you wanna take the food back to my place? My father won’t be home again tonight, so. {’ shrugs her shoulders } It kind of was, but it’s okay. I’ll forgive you. {’ holds her finger up to her nose before breaking out into a smile } Just this once though.

How is it that you're just as weak now as you were in elementary school? {' he imitates her punch, barely touching her arm with his fist } Oh, alone time at the Jung residence? That sounds provocative Miss Soojung, the new doorman is already wary of me. Is it the motorcycle or my charming good looks? {' a loud laugh escapes his mouth, surprising him } Maybe I should wear a t-shirt that says "Just a friend" on it while I'm with you, it could save us a few glares. {' forms his mouth into an 'o' shape, blowing air towards her finger } Just this once... and all of the other times coming up in the future, right?

Hoseok don’t try and play, you know I have tons of charm. But you’re going to hear my complaints anyway, you know that. {’ groans slightly, her head tilting to the side } Am I going to have to like, ration out my McDonald’s? I don’t think I can do this— {’ bites the inside of her cheek, nodding } Yeah it was an attempt at making you feel better. Obviously a failed one, though. 

Who's playing? You should know I don't play, I'm as serious as they come Soojung. {' he stares at her with a stern face, a small smile threatening to break his charade } You can eat whatever you want, as long as it's not coming out of my wallet. {' he nods a few times } I'm fine, your attempts weren't too terribly failed. Plus it was my own fault for bringing up... parentals.  

I know, I know. But hey. It’s a part of my charm, so. {’ shrugs again } Don’t worry, my stomach will be fine. Hopefully. Is it really unhealthy to eat McDonald’s that much? {’ dodges his elbow, coming back with her own elbow to hit him } You sounding like my father is weird. Please don’t do it again. {’ snorts quietly, her hand resting on his shoulder } I’d rather you sound like yourself than someone else.

Charm? Who told you that lie? Eh, I'm not worrying. I just don't want to hear your complaints later on. Of course it is, you moron. {' looks over at her, chuckling quietly } We'll work on this McDonald's addiction... after we get our fill. {' he shrugs, looking straight ahead } I couldn't imagine who else you'd want me to sound like, was that supposed to make me feel better? Yeah, yeah don't worry. 

But I like eating bad food. Why would they make it so good if it’s so bad for your body? {’ huffs loudly when he stops moving, tugging impatiently on his arm } I’ve only eaten there 7 times in the last two weeks, I’m okay. I’m not collapsing any time soon. Right? {’ the corners of her mouth curl in disgust before she laughs, a hand coming up to run through her hair } You really do, it’s kind of scary. But getting something to make would take a while. I’m hungry now! 

You're such a brat, you know that? Fine, McDonald's it is... but don't ask me for help when your stomach turns against you and causes problems. {' begins walking again, playfully jabbing his elbow into her side } No offense, but your dad is the last person I want to sound like.. {' he pauses, his face becoming firm } Actually, make that the second to last. 

{’ laughs quietly before shaking her head slightly } If you let me pick we’ll end up eating McDonald’s again. I mean, not that that’s a bad thing. {’ shrugs her shoulders, stealing a quick glance up at him before pulling him behind her } Who doesn’t like McDonald’s, anyway. That’s like, illegal. 

You need to quit eating so much shit, it can't be good for you. How many times have you been to McDonald's in the past two weeks? {' he stops walking, digging his heels into the ground to keep her from moving forward } Maybe we should get something to make, something that won't kill your intestines. {' rolls his eyes at himself } I sound like your father... blegh.

❝wouldn't really know until you try, right?❞ {'snickers and reaches over to ruffle your hair} ❝eh. you're killin' me here.❞ {'frowns and crosses his arms over his chest}

I'm not really into whatever new sexual activities are floating around these days. I assume there are people you can find for that sort of thing though. {' glares at the male as he ruins his hair } Yeah, yeah. What sort creature are you? You have a copious amount of lives because I'm sure I've been killing you for quite a while now, hm? 

We both know you’d much rather go out to eat than go work anyway. {’ drops her arms as he pushes her, quickly reaching out to thump his forehead } But yes, I do deserve some of your attention. {’ nods once, her hand snaking around his arm } It depends on what you want. You pick. 

All right, all right you caught me. {' swats her hand away with a laugh before straightening his face again } Go ahead and choose, you're already buying. I don't need to look like a complete asshole. {' slips his hands into his pockets, looking over at his best friend with a slight shake of his head }

❝feel free to kiss mine. f word. aw, baby cant cuss? i guess that makes sense i mean .. you do have a baby face. sort of.❞ {'grins}

You'd like that wouldn't you? Sorry buddy, but it's not in the stars. {' scrunches his face } Nah, I won't say that word because it's rude... which explains why it's so easy for you. {' conceals his chuckle by looking away and bringing his fist over his mouth. }

Talking about asses now? And you called me the rude, little f word. {' snorts, shaking his head a few times }