@⧾Choi Minki After fumbling to get his front door open while trying to hold his drunken companion in his arms, Hyunwoo kicked off his shoes, heading straight for the living room of his small apartment. Leaning over the couch, he laid the stranger down, surprised to find the man staring at him, his eyes big, a hint of concern buried in them. Straightening up once he disentangled himself from his impromptu guest, Hyunwoo cleared his throat, rubbing his neck. "Uhm, you were drunk, and I didn't know how to get you home, and I didn't just want to leave you on the sidewalk, so - - here we are." Waving his arms to indicate his apartment, Hyunwoo continued, "You can sleep on the couch. The bathroom is through that door." Nodding, Hyunwoo put some distance between him and the stranger. "My name is Hyunwoo by the way, and I'm going to sleep in my own bed." His voice was dismissive as he walked away. "Goodnight."
@⟡Choi Minki Only a few blocks from his apartment, Hyunwoo cursed under his breath, the expense of a taxi something he wasn't planning on, but, straightening his shoulders with a sigh, he knew he couldn't abandon the drunken stranger on the sidewalk. Giving the driver his address, Hyunwoo fastened the stranger's seat belt, then his own, startled when the smaller man suddenly leaned against him, his even breathing announcing the fact that he was sound asleep. The trip was short, and, in a matter of minutes, the taxi pulled up in front of Hyunwoo's apartment, Pressing a few bills into the driver's hand, Hyunwoo dragged the sleeping man out of the taxi. Looking up the walkway that lead to the front door of his building, Hyunwoo sighed with exasperation, scooping the smaller into his arms, carrying him with ease. "I hope you appreciate this, buddy," he mumbled under his breath, a frown on his lips as he headed to his apartment.
@⟡Choi Minki Staggering a little, trying to keep the stranger on his feet, Hyunwoo looked around, hoping someone would claim the drunken interloper as their friend, but the sidewalk was empty, and no one was forthcoming, leaving Hyunwoo feeling responsible for the inebriated man. "I need your address," Hyunwoo prodded, hoping he could put the man into a taxi and be done with him, but it soon became apparent that the stranger was not going to provide him with any coherent information. Tired himself, and not far from his own home, Hyunwoo hoisted the man up, keeping him upright, one of his strong arms circling the man's waist, the other waving down a taxi. "Come on," he said curtly. "You're going to have to come home with me."
@⟡Choi Minki It was a struggle to get the stranger on his feet, and even when he was upright again, he was so unsteady, Hyunwoo felt like he couldn't let him go for fear he'd be in a pile at his feet again. Looking the interloper over, he realized he was a hybrid, his ears obvious against his black hair, and Hyunwoo sighed, bad memories of other hybrids he had know flooding his mind. "Are you alright?" Hyunwoo said, but even as he asked the question, he knew it was unlikely that he'd get a coherent response. "Where do you live? I can get you a taxi," he offered, hoping something he said would register with the tipsy hybrid, his only desire to get home as soon as possible after a tough day.
@⟡Choi Minki After a long day at work at the gym, Hyunwoo took a long shower, standing under the hot water for longer than he needed to, enjoying the warmth as it pelted his skin. Once he was dressed, his clothes a simple pair of black jeans and a cream colored sweater, Hyunwoo, his damp hair curling around his face, said goodnight to a couple of his co-workers as he headed home, deciding to walk since it was such a pleasant, though cool, evening. Tugging his jacket collar around his neck, he could hear the thumping music spilling out of the nearby nightclub as he strode down the sidewalk. Deciding against stopping for a drink, before he could continue on his way, someone staggered out of the club, running right into his broad chest before plopping on the ground. "Hey, what's wrong with you?" Hyunwoo muttered, his voice low. "You should look where you're going." Frowning, he offered his hand to the stranger, assuming he'd had one too many drinks, impatient to rid himself of the interloper so he could get home.
@◦Lee Chihoon exactly what it sounds like.
I'm damn good at what I do.
*checks my watch* yeah so I should be heading out before it becomes to crowded.
We should exchange numbers. Cool with you?
@◦Lee Chihoon Mm me? -can’t help but smile at the compliment- I have my hands in music and fashion right now but I also want to do something with Jewelry design. -shows my grillz- like this and some other things.
@◦Lee Chihoon Where ever my heart takes me that day.
-laughs a little-
mm..the friendly type? ah~ i don't want to look friendly -shakes my head-
its how people think they can mess with me.
@◦Lee Chihoon nah, I wouldn't mess with your grind like that but I am going to assume that you're down for hanging out.
Maybe on your day off?
-sips this drink instead of downing it-
So do you like people easily then?
@◦Lee Chihoon what's my scene?
mm~ you'd have to hang out with me to find out.
-laughs when you pour me another drink-
I'll at least pay for these drinks...
don't sound like you dislike me now~
@◦Lee Chihoon -downs the scotch myself, shaking my head slightly-
tonight? tonight is ...
well nothing brings me here except wanting to pay my debt.
why, something going on tonight? I'm in if its lit.
@◦Lee Chihoon ah now i feel like got to repay that back. it was a lot.
-rubs my chest a little still feel guilty. watches you pour the scotch and over my lips slightly-
ay, what a drink to start the night.
-smiles and takes my glass-
and one more later?
@◦Lee Chihoon eh? it was on the house? why?
-genuinely surprised but takes his card back-
Chihoon huh? -smiles- nice to formally meet you when i'm not drunk.
I'll take a drink if you can drink with me. just one. -holds up 1 finger with a grin-
@◦Lee Chihoon -pushes my shades up on my head, looking around the club thinking it was a good idea to come a little early before the crowds. spots you behind the bar and smiles a little, making my way over to you. sits down and slides over my bank card- Sorry about last night. I didn't get a chance to pay. It was a mess and then the bar fight happened. You alright though...ain't catch your name. Mines is Minsik. -grins slightly, resting my head in my palm just watching you feeling bad about my behavior last night-
@◦Lee Chihoon Jiyong blinked a few times, still staring down at the napkin for a moment before lifting his gaze to meet the bartender's. He was a sweet looking boy, but the small smile in the corner of his lips along with the fact that all at once the redhead noticed it was really quiet caused him to snap back into reality. He took a quick glance around and smiled sheepishly."Oh, uh.."Jiyong couldn't help but laugh a bit as he stood up, carefully folding the napkin and tucking it into his coat's pocket,"It's that time huh? Looks like you're about ready to go.. tough night?" The man in front of him looked too put together to have had a difficult night but Jiyong was a bit embarrassed of the fact that he had been so oblivious and ignored the man in the first place.
@◦Lee Chihoon Jiyong's fingers played absentmindedly with the black straw sticking out of his half drunken glass. It was filled with a blue liquid that seemed to have a green tint to it as well, although Jiyong couldn't tell if it was because of the drink itself or the lighting around him, not that it mattered really since the redhead was much more interested in staring down at a napkin in front of him. It had a few lines of crude lyrics and a phone number he had received earlier that night written across it rather messily, a few drops of water smudging the ink. He wasn't very interested in contacting them, but they had sparked something inside of him. The way they had interacted with their friends earlier that night, a gentle fire burning in their eyes that promised trouble , it had intruded him. So here he was, words bouncing back and forth in his mind effectively distracting him from the world around him, including the bartender who was currently trying to get his attention.
