#tombcy

it had currently began to pour, and of course honey wasn’t prepared with an umbrella, which felt fitting for the girl’s emotions at the moment as she trudged her way to her best friend’s apartment.-- god, she missed when they lived in the same building as each other. at least the rain masked her tears. soaking wet sneakers squeaked against the floor as she finally entered his building, replaying the events of the night in her head. a whole night of plans with the guy she was seeing ditched, which honey could’ve possibly understood had this not been planned for weeks and if he didn’t basically stand her up. approaching the door she hesitated for a moment, hand hovering barely an inch from the door before the femme just decides to knock, shoulders slightly hunched as she waited. once the door opened she looked up at the other, “ um, hi. ”

          ‘  you’re  joking  right  ?  why  would  i  ever  say  yes  to  going  out  with  you  ?  ’     //     closed  starter  for  @tombcy​  based  on  this  plot!

“ you can’t keep doing this. ” 

               “  i  cannot  believe  this.  ”  she  groans,  tossing  the  diaper  in  the  trash  and  quickly  moving  toward  the  kitchen  sink  to  wash  her  hands.  “  you  know,  the  only  reason  i’m  here  is  for  them.  i  just  wish  i  wasn’t  stuck  with  you  along  the  way.  ”  her  tone  was  laced  with  disgust,  scrubbing  the  soap  between  her  fingers  to  do  her  best  to  rinse  away  as  much  of  the  contact  she  made  with  the  diaper  as  possible.  “  i  have  a  business  to  run  !  and  now  i  have  a  kid  to  worry  about  and  you  and  .  .  .  ”  she  trails   off,  shutting  off  the  water  and  placing  her  hands  on  the  edges  of  the  counter  top.  “  this  is  way  too  overwhelming  for  me.  ”

so when he wakes up in their bed, he’s at a loss for words. “what-- what time is it?” had he actually fallen asleep? what was more shocking was that he actually felt well rested this time. what was happening? “did i just... crash?”

“ welcome back, ” noah smiles, thrusting a coffee cup into their favorite customer’s hand. a messy smiley face was scrawled beside their name. “ you’ve been coming here a lot to do work lately, ” they glance towards the empty area where the line normally is, figuring its safe for now to strike up conversation. “ you must be a really good student. ”

     “ okay,  seriously,  what  is  it ? ”  he  finally  asks  the  other.  he’s  approaching  them  once  his  current  date  slips  away  to  the  restroom  —  who  was  not  aware  that  it  was  his  ex  accompanying  their  friend  group  every  week.  chanyoung  figures  it’s  best  to  keep  it  that  way.  “ you’ve  been  giving  me  the  weirdest  looks  all  night.  did  my  girlfriend  say  something  to  you ? ”

             ⟶   ❝ what  was  so  important  that  you  needed  to  tell  me  in  person  ? ❞