peeking out the dungeon with @flowereum!
Attention stolen, June tries to keep his manners in check, etiquette and all playing like a record. All until he sees the orange held out towards him and heās forgetting in favor of setting his peace offering down and taking hold of the fruit. Well itās not a peace offering really just the same assortment of goods from the ahjummas at the bakery he used to play near. Every time they see him, heās got a few complaints about his weight and cheers about how much heās grown before they send him off with a goodie bag. Itās people like that that remind June of his pās and qās. As well as his mother. Yeoreumās one of those people too, Juneās grateful.
He takes a bite - forgetting all he should about not getting orange bits all over his guitar case or the handle carrying the goodies. All he cares about is getting the taste on his lips because the thing about summer is nothing sits and lingers and isnāt as drawn out as people make it seem. He canāt savor it as much as he wants and itās probably because heās tearing into the fruit rather messily but heās hungry. Between morning classes and the walk here in the sun he hadnāt had time to think about himself, then thereās Yeoreom always managing to think of everyone and everything. Thatās why he tries to eat and respond quick, hands doing what his mouth canāt get out well enough.
āCanāt do it for profit anymore remember? So itās all good, itās just for practice and the company quarters are stuffy, like being in Cinderellaās cabinet.ā Heās got some juice on his nose, the same nose wrinkling in annoyance as he thinks of the hours spent boarded up today.Ā āHere here, I have cranberry muffins and - some new ---- something I donāt know. Thereās taro buns in there though Iām sure.ā













