@c. hansol dragging her feet against the hardened floorboard as he strung her along with him, eliciting a small whine as a hand of her's was brought to her forehead, attempting to soothe the pounding throb of it, albeit it being minor. she loosened her hold around his figure and shuffled away, calling out, "i'm going to surf on netflix real quick," she yanked on the blanket from her mattress, blanketing herself whilst shuffling back, planting herself on the couch in which she could have perfect sight of both hansol and the television as she utilized the controller to skim through. "anything in particular that you want? horror, criminal justice, pixar, babe?"
@m. mina he grinned as her warm arms wrapped around him. he didn't mind having her around; it felt like old times again. he nodded in response to her question before grabbing out some carrots, celery and a package of chicken. "what were you thinking we should watch today, mina?" he tilted his head slightly to glance over at the girl before placing a small kiss on the center of her forehead. he looked around before going back into the pantry that housed the canned soups. shuffling them out of the way, he grabbed out some cartons of chicken broth, making his way over towards the stove as he dragged her along as well.
@c. hansol "of course, i have faith -- pfft," she squinted her eyes at him jokingly, releasing him of her hold before quietly trailing behind him as if a lost puppy. "do you want to watch a movie too, on netflix or something?" she asked mindlessly, her slippers emitting shuffling noises as she tailed him, her arms habitually encircling his torso whilst her chin propped against the build of his shoulder, shamelessly participating in physical touch with him.
@m. mina he hummed a small tune before chuckling as she spoke. her sweet voice bringing only the best melody to his ear. he opened a few cupboards trying to find a pot before placing it on the front burner of the stove. "what makes you think i'm going to mess up? don't you have a little faith in me, mina?" he questioned, sticking out his tongue briefly before making way to their fridge. he didn't mean to make it seem like he was raiding their kitchen, but how else was he suppose to start cooking
@c. hansol "well, i'm sure she's glad that it's you," she lifted a brow of her's as if her reply was witty, though it had sounded better in her head. she gave him an abashed smile before she found herself smitten by the notion of his wink, utmost immediately flickering her eyes elsewhere with a cough. "no, drinking resulted in my headache, so forget that," she turned towards him once more with a calm expression, throwing her arms around his neck dramatically, hovering her lips over his ear in a whisper. "those are just if you mess up, we have them as a backup, haha."
@m. mina "i think this annoying girl is pretty lucky that a guy would bother to even dress up for her." he teasingly spoke before following her into the kitchen. it was dainty, but enough room for the two of them to make a mess. "the highlight of your night wasn't drinking?" he tilted his head, presenting an innocent expression followed by a wink. he observed as the girl unravel the cabinets to show only canned items. "i know it does. you drank way too much for your first time..also, i thought I was making you soup from scratch?"
@c. hansol her arms came to loop around his nape out of glee and to prop herself steadily as he abruptly lifted her frame from that of her floorboard as their laughs synced in unison from the happiness he made emit from her. "ah, you must like this annoying girl if you look this good," she scrunched her nose in a giddy smile, letting her feet gently press against the ground as she released a small squeak at the poke. "of course i did, hearing you snore was the highlight of my night," she joked, linking their forearms together gingerly. she tugged him closer to the kitchen area, opening the cabinet to reveal their various canned soup options and rested her head on his shoulder. "my head hurts a bit though, babe."
@m. mina eyes met with hers, he was rather amused by her choice of attire. though her petite figure looked awfully adorable within that oversized shirt. he knew she was most likely rushing her way out of the shower just to answer the door. "ahh- just meeting this really annoying girl." he playfully teased before stepping in. he gently lowered his knees a bit before surrounding her waist with his arms. he lifted her form well above the ground before spiraling both their bodies around. he beamed with laughter before setting her back down.
there was no doubt that seeing her first thing in the morning resulted in him being rather lively. man was he in a good mood. whether their relationship was picking back up from where it was left off, or starting anew; he was content. "i hope you slept well, mina." he jabbered before playfully poking her in the sides.
@c. hansol after he had hung up, she yanked her shirt off of her figure - a visual full of disgust at the fading smell of alcohol misting upon the fabric before tossing it in her laundry basket. god, if only he had been there to help her watch her intake -- she then frowned at her mentality, shaking her head effectively. no, she didn't need him to take care of herself, she was independent. her conscience begged to differ, squeaking in that tiny voice that always seemed against her. 'right, independent, but look who's coming here to make me hangover soup'. she stripped off her shorts, throwing in the basket and heading towards the shower.
she hadn't known how long it was before she heard the doorbell ring, but she knew that she wasn't yet dressed appropriately ,,, she wasn't even dressed. in' curse her for being long shower prone. she slipped on an oversized shirt that met with her mid thigh, hair wrapped in that of a towel before shuffling over to the door, swinging it open with a smile. "hey you," she took the moment to concern her eyes towards his clothing, finding attractiveness seeping through his simple attire. "you look handsome, why is that? are you meeting someone today?" she said with a playful tone, gesturing for him to come in.
@m. mina "I will." he gave her one last grin before waving goodbye, hitting the 'end call' button before proceeding on with his morning routine. he quickly hopped in the shower, washing away the nights troubles then began to dry himself off as he finished. he roughly shuffled the towel around on his head to dry his hair, then finished up his routine by brushing his teeth. he didn't mean to rush, but his body did all the work without much thought. before he knew it, he was out and about with his plain white t-shirt and denim jeans, walking out of his apartment building and towards A4. his digits laid out a small message, before slipping them back into his back pockets.
[ hernonvansol > myouimina ]
- on my way.
as he got into the building, he walked down the corridor trying to find 102. "102..102.." he mumbled quietly to himself before hastily stopping as his eyes read the correct number. he scrunched up his fist into a ball, gently knocking on the door before running his own digits through his damp hair, trying to be a little presentable before she opened the door.
@c. hansol her eyes couldn't help themselves crinkle up into a pair of crescents that displayed her happiness whenever her obsidian orbs laid upon his -- even more so to be a witness of how irresistible he looked when he had just woken up. she elicited a laugh, bringing her hand up to press against her temple tiredly whilst traipsing her way towards her phone. "oh it's pounding alright, but seeing you makes me forget the pain," though it sounded cheesy, it remained all too true for the latter. she glanced at the time marked at the top of her notification bar and shrugged, reassuring him. "it's alright, i'll just keep you here for the night".
she scratched at the crown of her head, humming. "i'll see you in a bit? let me know when you're coming over," she said with a raised brow, offering the male before her a genuine smile. yeah, he definitely made her headache seemingly drain away albeit it's throb against her head.
@m. mina he observed her makeup free face, and messy bun; her endless charm always bringing light to his life. he propped himself up against his bed frame, holding the phone out so she could see him a bit better on the screen, though he still looked like a mess. "i've always been told my snoring was obnoxious." as he shrugged, he laughed a bit before kicking the blankets off his body. "i slept really well. too well- it's late." his eyes darted back at the time on the top right corner of his screen. "how's your head, mina? i'll be right over soon."
hansol swiftly jumped out of bed before walking towards the bathroom. he set the phone down against the side wall before looking back. "uh- i should call you back, no?" he questioned, rather aware that she would be watching him do his morning routine.
@c. hansol "i -" she mutters before the slumping noise of both hansol's frame and his phone perching upon the pillows, she emits a small laugh. "well, goodnight to you too, han". she took the moment to study the blacked, hazy screen that featured her visage in the top corner, silently tuning into the soft phonemes and hums heard from the other line. though she called him in purpose of listening to his voice, hearing him sleep kept her content also -- anything he did, it kept her content.
already having been up and about (partially because of momo's ruckus in the morning), she propped her phone against the lamp of her bedside table for her to keep an eye on it if hansol were to awaken. she tied her hair into a lazy bun as she saunted towards her dresser, fingertips of her etching to the hem of her shirt, threatening to pull it up her upper half. how funny if hansol were to wake up right n -- her eyes darted to the screen as he groggily inquired her intentions, her grasp on her shirt immediately dropping with an abashed smile. "i uh -- it was cute hearing you snore, hehe. did you sleep well, babe?"
@m. mina Her little words meant the world to him; the fact that after all these years, after all the heartache, she still yearned for him. "I'm glad you still care about me too." He stated quietly. It brought his heart closure; though as they continued their call, he couldn't help but doze off. It was a long day, and without much else, he was knocked out, his phone fell back against the sheets, offering only a blurred dark visage through the screen. Fully snoring and all, he didn't realize he had slept through the night, and well, much into the morning as well.
As he arose from his slumber, he groggily grabbed his phone , only to see that he was still on the call. 10 percent left on his battery, but he was still connected. He could see her phone stationed against something as she did her own thing. he let out a light hearted chuckle, rubbing his eyes before interrupting her. "morning sunshine. you kept me on the call all night? why didn't you hang up?"
@c. hansol she remained silent -- had she misheard him, or had his misheard her? confusion was visibly evident in her expression before realizing his joke, the ends of her lips curling upwards in a laugh. "cute, chwe hansol, cute pfft". humming, she could feel her heart throb against her ribcage, something that she concluded only he could do to her, no one else. he still cared for her, after all these years. god, she didn't deserve him. "i'm sorry for worrying you, i just wanted to try to get my mind off some things. i still care about you too, hansol. a lot, i care about you a lot."
@m. mina "alright you said grilled cheese sandwich with tomato soup?" he questioned, blankly staring at the screen before chuckling at his own terrible joke. hansol shakes his head before replying. "please.. if you're going to drink again , just don't go overboard. I was worried about you. I haven't been quite verbal about it lately but I do still care for you, a lot actually. "
@c. hansol awkwardness quietly blanketed the two though to her, she was comfortable with it. she wasn't expecting for them to continuously talk the entire time, so she couldn't help but release a small chuckle. "chicken noodle soup, thank you," she leans slightly to the side, letting her arm rest on the pillow before sighing. "hey, i'm sorry about my drunk texting -- i wasn't in the right mind, y'know?"
@m. mina "you look very comfortable right now, mina." he smiles, observing the girl before yawning. it had been a long night and to be honest, he wasn't sure what else to say. "hmm. why don't we figure out what soup you want to make?"
slipping downwards into her sheets, she brings up the blanket to meet her chin whilst holding the phone up, nodding with a feigned expression. "very, so keep talking to me," she scrunches her nose with a giddy simper adorning her lips whilst inevitably allowing a yawn to escape. "your voice soothes me."
@m. mina As he adjusted to a certain spot, he tried his best to keep the phone centered once more. he chuckled as she twirled around with the phone before nodding. "ahh don't worry about it too much." he shrugged his shoulders before glancing at the time. "you still feeling scared?"
@c. hansol she gave a laugh at the shuffling seen within the confinements of her phone screen, making sure to keep her's stabilized as she glances around with a nod. "yeah, my room," she said, twirling her phone to give a view, though knowing he'd already been in her room. focusing the camera back onto her face, she habitually stuck her tongue out before speaking once more. "what were you stressed about, babe?"
@m. mina Seeing her in the small screen made him smile. "I missed you too, mina. it was fun. much needed since I was sort of stressed , but everything is all good now. " he rambled on, scratching the inner corner of his eye before shuffling around in his bed to find a comfy position, shaking the phone in the process. "what room are you? Your room?" He questioned
@c. hansol darting her eyes towards her screen at the abrupt noise emitting from it, a hand of her's immediately raises to return back the wave with a tired smile. "hey you, i miss you. how was hanging out with the guys?" she asks, her visage never seeming to fade from that of a happy expression at the sight of him.
@c. hansol [ myouimina's facetime to hernonvansol ]
holding the phone up, she positions it to capture her face steadily whilst leaning her head against the headboard of her bed frame.
@m. mina "woah woah!" she was genuinely curious what was going on between her and hansol. were they a thing now and trying to hide it? her wrist hurting from the way she was being dragged. "can I at least say hi to him? why you tryin' to hide me?" her dark irises darts at mina with a pout.
@h. momo raises a brow at the chime of my phone, glancing over the text before then urging over to momo. "um ... i think hansol is coming over. i'll take you to your room -" with a fisted hand, she quickly hands her a couple pills for stomach relief and water, only to drag her wrist towards the hallway. "come on, come on,"
@m. mina [] ahah "here I come kickin' the door!"
stumbles into the dorm, holding onto the wall for balance as i attempt locking the door. i miss up a few times because my vision needs help, but i finally do it. walks over to the couch still using the wall the balance before making it to the couch.
