#rxmenboy

` 최⁹¹ . “ If you don’t finish that, I’ll gladly do so for you. “

     Hmn... I haven’t thought about this much-- That’d take me a little bit longer to think about, though I can say she doesn’t use a lot. 

Gemma let out a huff, nodding her head in agreement to the male’s words. “Yeah. Total buzz kill and just damn annoying if I might also add.” She replied, rolling her eyes as she turned on her heels to make for the opposite direction. “Oh well, their lost not ours, so whatever.” Shrugging her shoulders in a nonchalant manner, Gemma turned her head around slightly to look at him. “You still down for it?”

It seemed so long ago, ever since the idol had lived in a dormitory. Most of her career had been spent living alone - or alongside her manager to be more accurate. She had acquired several places as her own and she still remembers the first apartment she signed on her own very well. It was smaller, yet sleek in it’s design with pops of color against her kitchen walls, and her favorite mascots lined in plushie form against the headboard of her bed. The progress to where she lived now escalated with the more popularity she gained and currently her apartment was an outstanding stretch of wooden floors with high vaulted ceilings. She lived at the top of the building, with the view of seoul available to her round eyes whenever she chose it see it. Every appliance was of the highest quality ( and ironically her cabinets were filled with excessive number of ramen packets; her absolute favorite) It was large, upscale, comfortable and quiet - thus came the loneliness that came hand in hand with it. It was beautiful in every way with it’s simple yet luxurious decor, it was a shame that she couldn’t spend even more time in it. It seemed to be a waste in some ways, but what celebrity of her stature would settle for an average home.

“ — It is hardly my fault that you are unable to keep up, kid. ” Words are spat with a tender aggression as the male considers his companion with a resigned gaze, a hand he raises to smoothen out the tension resting between furrowed brows. It was not that he felt any emotion akin to anger or frustration for the other. Such emotions, he could testify, though utterly human, served quite little to right any wrong in this world. But a flicker of it would not hurt, especially when it was brilliantly veiled by fresh amusement and an appreciation of what could have been the boy’s mistake. “ And might I add that your choice of vocabulary is equally dizzying— you do know that the word suggests your statement to be a compliment and an insult on equal parts, right? ” he clarified, a simper already sitting comfortably upon his lips. “ Well not that it matters anymore; I’ve already settled with the former. But thank you. ”