#clrdelune

Gosh, you're so correct. But I'm as handsome as you are beautiful m'love. (ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)

Uh-- Bonjour. /nods like an idiot; 

`blinks silently before grabbing her hand and coughing up a caramel candy into it; closing her palm shortly after while wearing a smug grin; That's me saying I missed you too. With a little bit of a "Hello, I love you" thrown in. BUT, to answer you're question I've been doin' real good bae, what about you? Where are my daily kisses and why haven't you been giving them to me? 

I—- `eagerly tries to catch them all in his mouth before almost CHOKING; 

The question struck him a bit but he gave a lax shrug of his shoulders. He half expected it but just not so directly. It was an odd offer to extend to a woman he'd just met on the streets but with the moon raising further and further into the night sky, he figured it was appropriate. Hell, it wasn't like he was going to try anything on her."You can. Your place is on the way to my next schedule so it wouldn't be putting either of us out of our way." He nodded as he reached a finger up to scratch at his nose lightly, the freshly bought packet of cigarettes gripped lightly in his hand. Having his manager stop off at a convenience store, he'd run in to retrieve his Marlboros when he'd saw the small woman walking almost lost. Maybe she was just wandering but it still made him concerned especially late at night. He was reminded of his younger sister and had extended the offer to drop her off at home if that's where she was heading."I mean I know what this must look and sound like but I'd be glad to give you a ride if you wanted it that is."

No worries, I'll be fine.

{'the sight of the money leaves him speechless for a few, brief moments, knowing he doesn't carry that much on him. he was debating laying claim on it and taking it or admitting that it honestly wasn't his--and his conscious chose the latter this time} That's--that's not mine.. {'admits with an airy chuckle} Although I wish it was.

♆ [ M-m-monsieur? That..  wasn't a label Jongin had ever been referred as to, but hey, the sound of it was pretty exquisite so it's not like he couldn't get used to it-- ] Ah oui oui bonjour mon pèr-- [ Shit. Well, at least he cut himself off, right? Before he addressed the er, female as his father. Who said French was his forte-- An awkward clearing of his throat is all it took, to at least brush off the lingual mishap-- for him. ] May I help you?