little details.
raebin would consider himself someone with higher standards than most. it comes with the territory, along with several lived experiences that he had gone through. whether it be the clothes he dons on himself, the decorations of his apartment, and the people he tends to surround himself with. perhaps that’s one of the possible reasons why a few individuals would consider him an opportunist, but raebin believes whatever sort of relationship he forges should be a two-way street—to use and be used, to give and be given.
it’s why he’s picky with whoever he chooses to extend a hand to—and maybe that’s why he can’t properly fathom why he ever thought @timbxrs was even a modicum of attractive, when the other blurts out something a little stupid and a little silly. it’s nothing harmful or anything, and it does bring out a laugh from raebin, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t cause him to question himself. he did, the first time the thought came to him that yunsol could be attractive to him, only for the other to open his mouth.
“wow, what did you just say? say that again.” he asks, after his laughter has died down, pausing to pull his drink closer before taking a sip using his straw. “i can’t believe i ever thought you were attractive,” he adds on, a reveal without warning as raebin rolls his eyes. “sure, it was only for a week or two tops, but still. so glad it turns out i’m not a morosexual.” oh, right. it’s not like he ever told yunsol this—but he doesn’t see the point, although it’s funny to have dropped this information all of a sudden.
of course, he doesn’t mean to take a jab at yunsol—he’s a kind and wonderful guy, who he hopes can find a woman to cherish and adore him. raebin’s close enough to yunsol to know that the idol would treat her like a queen, save for the dense and unserious demeanor most of the time. “sometimes i wonder if you need a girlfriend or a pet owner to rub your belly,” he comments.
