‎ ‎ ⇸ changbin’s house

@◦ s. changbin ᵈᵒᵒᵈˡᵉᵇᶦⁿ She couldn't help but smile brightly when Changbin opened the door, her face flushing slightly upon the sight of the man who'd turned her into a blushing mess so many times over the app. "Wow-" The word fell from her lips involuntarily when she looked into the space behind him. His house was truly like nothing she'd ever seen before. Stepping inside Florence tried not to show how shocked she was by the grandiose home- after all, the last thing she wanted to do was make him feel uncomfortable. "Your house is beautiful." She spoke with a smile, turning her attention from the room back to Changbin. "Thank you for having me over, I hope it wasn't any trouble." Deciding to take a leap of faith, Florence leaned forward and pressed a kiss against his cheek. "I'm really happy to see you again, Changbin."

@◦ p. florence ᶠˡᵒˢˢᶦᵉ.ᵖ Changbin had been waiting downstairs near the entrance of his house when he had told the other that she could come over. When he heard the knocking on the door, he told the staff in his home to not answer as he’d rather greet Florence himself, and didn’t want to intimidate her on her first time visiting his home. Opening the door he smiled at her, “Flossie! Florence!” He smiled before gesturing the other to come inside. “Come.”

@◦ s. changbin ᵈᵒᵒᵈˡᵉᵇᶦⁿ Florence felt the tingling mixture of nervousness and excitement as she approached Changbin's front door. They'd met once before, but that was in a public setting, going to his home felt far more intimate. She took a deep breath to steady herself and smoothed out her outfit, brushing her hair a back a little before knocking her knuckles against the door. "Changbin! It's me!" She called out, a slight smile tugging her lips upwards as she thought about getting to spend more time with him.

@◦ l. taemin ᶜᵃˡᶦᶜᵒ Changbin had been thinking about the occurrence on the app for the past few days, he was trying to think of any ways to make things better with the one he felt like he humiliated and the others. So, with the best and first step he offered to make a meal for the other male. Changbin rarely ever cooked, but he did for himself a few times, so he hoped that the other would take a liking to the food that he made. The politician male had adorned dark jeans a white tshirt, and a brown apron to cook the meal for that evening. Having told every help in the house that he didn’t need any help, and that he would be having company. So they would stay out of their way and not bother the two too much, and also let them take it a bit easy for the night. When Changbin had knew the other was on his way, he had kept by the door, so when he heard the knock, he was right there to answer it, it was his second time meeting the male. “Hey, come in come in.” He bowed lightly out of habit knowing the other was older than him.

@◦ m. akito ᵐᵉᵒʷᵗʰ After messaging the other on the app about sharing the excess amount of food that he ordered, Changbin did what he could to make himself a bit more presentable than the other, however it still being in the evening the male was still wearing sweats, and a regular tshirt, and had his hair combed through. He had told the help that he had company coming over, however, he wanted to be the one to answer the door. Except despite his tardiness the butler had greeted the male at the door, when Changbin had arrive. "That's my guest. Thank you." He gave a small bow to the help before gesturing you to come inside.

@◦ s. changbin ᵈᵒᵒᵈˡᵉᵇᶦⁿ The dusk comes as a promise of starlight, of those brilliant pearls of the nighttime that sit as if cushioned upon pure black velvet. Dusk comes to bring the world moonlight, to the time of reflection upon the day passed and awaiting day to be renewed by the light of the sun. It is when the birds sing goodnight until the stars bid them to dream under-wing. Each hue deepens in noble solemnity, finding unity in the night.
But with the closing of his taxi door, he was there standing right in front of the large home and with a bit of hesitation he found himself walking toward the door. The thought of just leaving before the man saw him had crossed his mind a few times, and yet that thought was demonised by the knock and ring of the door bell.

@◦ s. changbin ᵈᵒᵒᵈˡᵉᵇᶦⁿ After finally signing the NDA, Akito headed to the location doodlebin had sent him. He didn't care to dress up that time, he didn't want the garlic knots to go cold so he went with the jeans and the simple white shirt he was already wearing. It wasn't far from his place, fifteen minutes or so later he was already standing in front of the house. "Is it really here?" He mumbled, double-checking his phone. Even though he had seen the house in a video he wasn't prepared for the real deal, it was much fancier in real life, and much fancier than any house he had been to. After a bit of hesitating, he concluded it would be worse to just stand there like a creep and rang the doorbell, inevitably wondering if he'd be greeted by the politician himself or a butler.

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