#soritv

Glancing at the female from the corner of his vision, the boy narrowed his eyes. Why did she agree to this? He had asked her to go on a coffee run with him half-heartedly– he really didn’t think she would agree to the idea. Maybe she didn’t actually hate him, as he had previously deemed. Changjo supposed he could at least attempt to be more reserved around her, if she was being civil. Sighing, he slid the jacket off his shoulders, before tossing it on top of the shorter’s head. “Don’t complain– I know you don’t want it, but I really don’t want to take the chance of you getting sick while you’re with me.. I don’t want those other guys back at your studio coming after me because I didn’t look after you well enough or some crap like that– So just help me appease my conscience and secure my life, okay?”

He spends more money at Starbucks on a weekly basis than he’d care to divulge. Every year for his birthday he gets Starbucks gift cards from his friends and family because they know how much of a fan he is. He has been a gold card member for at least four years now. Or longer. So he’s pretty certain when he knows the drink - the same one he always gets every time he’s there is wrong. ❝Um --  ❞ the bravery he used to speak up about what happened is quickly leaving him, he already returned the drink, he’s not the type to give a barista a hard time -- they spit in your drinks that way but he wasn’t going to drink what he didn’t pay for. ❝A venti? Oh no...❞ he didn’t need all off that liquid, he wouldn’t be going home any time soon and the idea of using a public restroom... ❝ A grande! ❞ He calls out after she’s finished. ❝But it’s not an emergency!❞

“No-- That’s-- That’s not what I meant--” Huffing, the boy glanced down at the female, blowing his bangs out of his eyes. Due to his appearance, Changjo was usually mistaken as being older than he really was, so the situation at hand wasn’t really a new occurrence. He was used to having to correct people. However, the fact that a female had called him hyung... that was strange. She didn’t even appear to be the tomboy type. “It’s just-- You’re actually older than me. By a couple years. So you’re ‘noona’ to me. Or would you prefer ajuhmma, Sori-ssi?”

❝So, are you going to share some of those?❞ Jiyoung questioned as she eyed the box of oreos that Sori was holding, who just happened to have her favorite snack. For real, even if the dancer said no, Jiyoung probably had a bag of them somewhere in her purse, ❝I kind of need a few... for science purposes.❞ yet again, the tall female commented while quietly snickering to herself. Anything for oreos.

“Who?” Expression was as empty as his tone. He stared a lot, it was something that couldn’t be helped. After all, he was artistic in every which way possible so for him to let a chance of inspiration slip from his grasp was something he just could not do. “They just caught my attention along with the environment.” The term “like” wasn’t in his vocabulary. In fact in his twenty-seven years of living, he’s never liked anyone. The thought amused him which was quite sad considering he was going to grow old and alone, though he didn’t care. “Whenever I stare at someone it doesn’t mean I like them, they just simply inspire me for a moment and even then, it is a mix of other inspirations prior to me even noticing them.” However, the male could take a hint so he put his thoughts to the side just for a moment to return his attention to the female sitting across from him. “Okay, I’m focused. Keep talking.”

☆ ┇ "Since you said we were heading out today, where are you taking me?” David asked curiously. They hadn’t met up for a long time mostly because of different schedules. Last time they met David had been planning everything, now it was her turn. Usually being the one planning it all most of the time was very tiring to him, for once it felt nice for him to not have to think of it. He was very curious of what she had thought of for them to do. He wasn’t a very picky person. 

It was sunny out- warming rays slicing through trees pregnant with fruit and flowers and big green leaves, giving the area a green, dappled hue; he’d been admiring this before his nature had encouraged a cat-nap.