› @colered (x)
❝ ❛hey, yeoni,❜ ❞ she narrates upon reaching the top of the stairs, dog tired with her back aching and her thighs protesting from walking to and from the store, three grocery bags in each hand, to find that there is an unexpected, though not necessarily unwanted nor unfamiliar, presence rooting around in her kitchenette. ❝ ❛how are you? your back okay? got any plans tonight? is it alright if i crash on your couch for a little while? i’m down on my luck, y’know, i could really use the help.❜ ❞ she heaves the bags up and onto the island counter, releasing a withering sigh as droopy eyes fall upon the figure of her brother.
❝ sure, jae, no problem. i don’t mind. thanks for warning me ahead of time, though. sure would've been awkward if you showed up outta nowhere and i wasn't really prepared, right? ❞ her lips tug down into a frown — when she speaks again, the attitude that’ll just have to be excused is gone from her voice, replaced by a tiredness that RATTLES from her bones. ❝ you should have texted ahead. i don’t have any blankets for you. ❞ after a long moment of quiet moodiness, she follows all this up with a gentle, ❝ you okay? ❞
