(`groans after he hears his phone go off, he rolls onto his side and leans over; picking it up from the side before rubbing at his tired eyes and squints as he tries reading the text. a small smile forms, he hugs the blankets closer while writing up his reply)

I will visit, I'm not picky I just don't like too much of the same thing, or else I'm put off it for the rest of my life. Thank you! you're like a food angel or something. 

Well I did say that food would persuade me, hmph. I suppose I can live with that then-- but it has to be at least once a month.. or more! (`huffs, sticks his tongue out) Nah. 

Well then It's only fair, I suppose. Multiple things can make me blush, when others compliment me or stare at me for a little too long in a certain way, when others are straightforward about certain things-- you catch my drift. You're good at cooking, you should cook for me a lot more.. and who said I was going to pay you? heh

ಠ_ಠ:what is your biggest pet peeve?

I have many, but I hate it when people eat with their mouths open. 

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ:are you a hugger?

Yes, definitely. 

┬┴┬┴┤(･_├┬┴┬┴:are you a people person or a loner?

✖:Your muse is drowning in the bathtub when mine walks into the bathroom.

Yoongi fumbles with the extra key he had been given before he unlocks the door to Jon's apartment; all he remembers is receiving some odd text message from the male, he assumed he might have been drunk when he sent it but it was safer to check, right? "Jon?" He calls, setting the keys down on the kitchen counter as he takes a look around; the whole apartment had been trashed, there were glasses of beer and other beverages on the floor, a few vases and plates had been smashed and everything else was evidently out of place. "Jon?" He calls again, his voice raising as he moves around the house; pausing once he reaches the bathroom. He's at a loss for words at what he see's next, he stumbles over to the tub, almost tripping in the process as he tries pulling the older and more built male to the surface. It's a struggle, and he can feel his eyes starting to sting from the tears that were starting to appear.