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[ sms ] oh, it's okay. you know you don't have to do anything, but I do want you to rest well tonight. You've been overworking! And I know it's spring... but Kyungsoo! I don't want you to look like an old man whenever we're together. [ sms ] that sounded wrong, but I love you, never forget and that you should always remember that I'll be a phonecall away from you, okay? Tell me if you need anything. I really miss you.
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Someone misses you.
I’m lonely, so.. Come back to me, maybe. I’d like to know who this is.
[ voice message; ouji ] Hi! This is your daily dose of Kang Seulgi! I hope you're smiling today, and you better check the flowers we've been growing over the past few months if it's blossoming! If it is, please call me. I want pictures, and!! I really miss you, call me back when you wake up.
/He grins quietly after listening to the message-- and instead of deleting it, he saves it, his little thumbs typing out a quick message to his best friend.;
[ SMS ] Hime?
[ SMS ] I love you.
[ SMS ] I’d send you a photo message, but I look really tired right now.
'twas him preoccupied with a large empty canvas tucked underneath his armpits and tricep. he was currently in a mood for something spontaneous, meaning to paint. painting isn't really a forte of his, either he creates a trash, or he'll just leave the canvas empty, plain white. but today he feels good. different than his usual moods. so it was settled, painting it is.
I’m flattered that you took the time to write this for me, but I am unsure of how to respond. Perhaps if you come a bit closer.
He's in a very Seulgi mood today, anon.
This just sounds perverted and it’s mostly accurate.
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What is /your/ mood right now?
I’ve got a lot on my mind right now.
Important stuff.
"Ahh I see. Are you working full time there?" He inquires as his hands slip into his jeans pockets, strolling along leisurely with the younger, smiling to himself. "Oh my job? I'm usually in the studio. Not recording particularly but experimentation with sounds and beats. What works with what. It is challenging, some nights I stay in late, order food and just work. I'm always in my element when I'm producing. Keeps me sane." He emphasises at the end, smiling as he looks at the other.
Kyungsoo leads the taller around an upcoming corner, making sure not to lose him as they shuffle through the oncoming traffic of other passerbys on the sidewalk. He’s listening tentatively to the other’s words, not wanting to miss anything-- and it’s nice to get a decent answer from him. He’s got such a neat career, after all. “So then you might have a bad sleeping schedule, hm?” He tosses Junhyung a curious smile. He tends to worry about these sort of things, even with new friends, it seems. “Just make sure you’re resting properly. And eating well. Mm, we’re almost there-- my apartment building is coming up.”
He nodded and smiled warmly as he listened to the younger, his eyebrows cocking musingly at the length of time, finding and unknown respect for him he hadn't really had for anyone before. "So flowers are your passion?" He asks as he breaks into a grin, his voice becoming a little louder. "I'd love to though, do you open the shop up all the time or.." He trails off again as he falls the shorter, his story all too interesting for Junhyung not to become curious.
“All the time? Ah-- No. Today, I’m not working. I have a cart and I sell them on foot. But I’ll take you to my garden this time, so you can see.” Kyungsoo explains, and he starts making his way down the sidewalk. It’s a ways away to his apartment, but the weather is good today. Seeing Junhyung has made him forgot what he left for, anyways. An errand he’ll remember when it’s too late, most likely. “What do you normally do at work?”
