#fthana

"hey.” his smile is considerably more genuine than the one his features normally hold, eyes softening as soon as the other makes her way into his peripheral. “i heard you were out of the hospital, so i thought why not visit you before there’s a queue and waiting time for it, hmm?” the grip on the bouquet grows tighter, and shinwon does his best to prevent his hands from shaking as he outstretches the flowers towards her. “thought you might use these to brighten up the place, because i’m clearly the best –– but taeil comes a close second, but let’s keep that info between us.” teasing glints in his eyes, and shinwon looks over at hana in fondness; taeil’s become more of family to him than his actual blood relatives have, and when hana came along it was only natural for the two to spend time together as often as they did. she’s a sister to him, practically ( or, at least, she should be; shinwon chooses to ignore that ). he takes a moment, twirling the cigarette between his fingertips as he stares up at her features once more. pause, then, softly, gently: “how are you?”