woojin is on his way to his boyfriend’s apartment ; this usually only happens when he is not busy. not busy with too much studying for the upcoming business test, not busy with just running around and searching for a somewhat stable job. plus, when he is not doing anything all day, he misses jibin so much ( a bit TOO much. ) so there he is, keys in his almost laughably small hand, ready to unlock the door. the boy had this little smile already printed on his face, excitement building up in his body, just thinking about surprising him and making him feel loved & relaxed, just how he is always supposed to feel. just thinking about his precious bunny smile that the soft one adores so much, makes his heart do the unimaginable.
little did he know, that he was actually home. i mean, of course. it’s his apartment, why shouldn’t he be allowed to be in it whenever he wants, right?. but then. why didn’t he tell him?. why didn’t jibin tell him that he is not going to be working today?. they tell each other pretty much everything, if not everything. so why hide this?. and then he noticed the other. a boy. just sitting right next to him, with some papers laying on the floor in front of them. some yet to be touched, others already tinted. why should he freak out? it’s just a boy. just a completely random boy. a boy that he has never seen. a boy that he has never heard of before. a stranger. so he froze. still, just standing there, holding the keys, eyes that were wide open, black pupils covering the color of them. he was utterly shocked. woojin felt stupid. EMBARRASSED. he felt the heat rush up to his cheeks, coloring them with a light pink shade. honestly, he just wanted to turn around and run away.