⇢ niki zefanya

@l jeno his reaction made niki release a quiet laugh, amused at how flustered he was at the simple gesture and teasing she made- wondering if she could go on and do a bit more of the playful banter. "oh relax, jeno! i can feel your tensed self from here." words coming out with her voice lower than usual as she propped herself up; a hand reaching out to tug on his wrist in a gentle manner, eyes observing the warm hue that was painted over his features. Maybe it was the liquid courage that made her so bold like this, her mind in a haze as she looked at him with a rather sly smirk.

quietly following his actions, the girl observed as he grabbed a shirt and threw it on, now just noticing how lean his body was, causing her to blush heavily. niki shook her head frantically as the bow, hand reaching over once more to hold his wrist as she mirrored his smile, "don't worry about it, jeno. it's the least i can do for dragging you into this mess." her voice barely above a whisper as she locked her gaze back at him, eyes lingering on his lips for a good few seconds before looking into his eyes again.

@z niki he snapped his head towards her, almost giving himself a whiplash as the movement elicited a gasp from him. a light shock crawled under jeno's skin when niki's hand came into contact with his, guiding him towards where he could finally feel the end of her shirt. he quickly tucked it lower to cover the expanse of her exposed skin, hand retracting back to his side once the deed was done. the thought of touching the other inappropriately made his skin burn with embarrassment—and niki's nonchalantly teasing comment on it was definitely not helping his wandering mind.

so for a second, he just stood, frozen and eyes blinking profusely before he cleared his throat, and answered with a barely audible "okay," before he reached for the most inexpensive-looking shirt and threw it on. he found her gaze on him and met it with a meek smile, bowing slightly to thank her for her hospitality. "thank you! for the shirt, and for letting me um, come into your house."

@l jeno she felt his presence in the room, hearing the shuffling of his feet and the light clink of the glass against the table yet opted not to open her eyes just yet; head spinning lightly as minutes flew by. the panic in her voice made her chuckle softly, goosebumps running along her skin as she felt his feather-like touch against her chest, eyes opening to the sight of him looking away as he helped her, her own hand guiding his to the hem, “you went a little high there, jeno— not that i mind.” she mumbled teasingly, propping herself up with her elbows and letting her gaze meet his. “and don’t worry about the clothes, my brother won’t look for it anyways.”

@z niki "okay," came jeno's simple reply over his shoulder. he stood facing the vanity mirror in the toilet, the muscles in his forearms and chest flexing as he rubbed the cloth of his shirt together to get the stain off. the smell when the dried patches of vomit, which were wet again mix with the frothy smell of the few-hour-old coffee was enough to make him feel repulsed.

he cleaned his front up with a palmful of water, and turned off the tap before reaching for the towel to wipe himself down. he wringed his shirt dry and hung it onto an unoccupied railing where the spare towel he got was hung, and carefully approached where niki was still talking on her bed. even though she had her eyes closed, jeno felt himself tense up, suddenly insecure about showing his body to her. he covered himself with the towel and went to take a gulp of water, before turning back to where the array of clothes laid on display on the bed.

jeno may not have a taste for designer brand, but one look at all the clothes laid there was enough for him to tell that those were expensive. he gulped, about to voice his concern about wearing her brother's branded goods when he saw a sight that made him flinched away bashfully—he'd seen her shirt up. he carefully inched closer to her, eyes darting around the room as he called out to her. "n-niki, your shirt—" he reached a hand forward once he was close enough, feeling blindly for the hem of her shirt to help her pull it back down.

@l jeno a soft hum escaped her lips upon hearing his reply, gulping down a glass of water as she sets the pitcher by the kitchen counter. "I took some water out, feel free to get a glass once you're done in there." she called out, dragging her body to her bed, sitting down to pull a storage box filled with some of her brothers clothes and shoes. the sound of running water signified he was getting himself cleaned up.

niki's nimble fingers glossed through the various designer clothes her brother left- gucci, yves saint laurent and burberry to name a few- and laid the shirts on the bed, along with a pair of shoes and shorts that's been barely used. a sigh escaping her lips as she now crawled on the bed, not noticing how her shirt rid up her body slowly as her eyes fluttered shut. "the clothes are here by the bed, you can leave the stained clothes here and i'll give them back once they're dry." her voice called out, now waiting for the male to come out of the bathroom.

@z niki "i'll try not to," he whispered under his breath, flashing a weak smile at her, hoping it'd be reassuring. it takes all of jeno to move his usually nimble limbs, and lead him—behind niki—to her apartment. he could hear the pride drip from her voice as she welcomed him to her humble abode. oh, to be living alone in a nice place like this at this age, he would've been proud of himself for once in his life.

"thanks, it's a nice place," he mumbled in reply to her warm welcome, and avoided looking at niki when she was changing. he trudged towards the bathroom promptly after removing his sandals, and forming a hook with his forefinger, lifts his shoes off the ground to take them with him to wash up.

"alright, thanks again," jeno switched on the tap once he was in the bathroom, and watched the water splash over his shoes. he pulled at his shirt and pants, checking if there were any spots he'd missed. there were a few dried spots on the corner of his shirt, so he carefully removed it and placed it under the running water.

@l jeno She playfully squinted at him, nudging him lightly with her elbow at his words. "Ugh, don't remind me- I feel bad enough." Eyes rolling playfully as she motioned him to follow her inside the complex, the car ride sobering her up enough to walk without the assistance of her companion. Guiding him to the elevator, holding down the open button for him to enter. "Don't be nervous though- I can sense that from here." She mumbled, pressing the button to her floor as she rested her head on the wall of the space they were in.

Once arriving on her floor, she motioned him to exit first, now leading him to her front door, hand fishing out for her keycard and opened the door for him. "Welcome to my humble home, Jeno. I apologize for it being small- but this is enough for me." A happy sigh escaping her lips as she relieved the memory of first getting the apartment, the feeling of pride swelling in her chest.

"The bathroom is the first door on your right, feel free to wash off the mess." She said, removing her shoes and ridding herself from the dress she was in, quickly changing into an oversized shirt and throwing her hair in a messy bun. "I'll give you some of the clothes when you're done." Looking at him with a grin, a hand extending to give him a spare towel.