joonghyuk "listen up fives, a ten is speaking" yoo (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
regression) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
agora2020-02-01 12:54 am
regression) wrote in agora2020-02-01 12:54 am
regression) wrote in agora2020-02-01 12:54 am
no subject
[ It just hit noon. Prick is the right description here. ]
1/2
Shut up
I've got plenty of responsibilities
It just so happens that getting enough beauty sleep is one of them
no subject
no subject
It doesn’t seem to be working for you.
[ Yes, he thought about it even if it’s a joke, hence the pause. Inho is no idol, even if he’s a prodigy, so... Just saying it how it is? No reprimanding or nagging comes from him since his friend is an adult. The other man can take care of himself. He also glosses over the wrinkles and dad part because some thought he’s a young dad already.
Now onto important things: ]
You left something here.
no subject
Spit it out already
I don't even remember the last time I was over
no subject
[ Not spitting it out. He doesn’t want the sweater lying around in his apartment, then he thinks Inho shouldn’t lose things as important as clothes... It also has been a while? Even though his mood was terrible earlier, he’s feeling a bit better after their little spat. What a good pastime. ]
no subject
So what you're trying to say is...
I actually never left anything back at your apartment and you just miss me
[ HE'S CONNECTED THE DOTS. ]
no subject
??????????????????
??????????
?????
???
He can hear his sister call him, but— ]
Never mind. Don't come.
no subject
Ahhhhhhhh it's ok it's ok
I understand that you're embarrassed, no need to say anything!!!!
no subject
If you come, I'll kill you.
no subject
...
the answer is yes. ]
Ehhh?? If a fight's what you want, I'm game for it
But don't you think Mia will be embarrassed to be seen with you after I kick your ASS
Hahahahahaha
no subject
Lunch is soon, so this will have to wait.
[ Not like he's inviting him to have some lunch here... That he cooked..... ]
no subject
Save a plate for an old friend, kk?
Also
Send me your address
[ invitation or no, inho's tossing on a clean-smelling—if a little wrinkly—hoodie as we speak, fully intending on inviting himself in. or at least hovering outside joonghyuk's door until he lets him in. ]
no subject
[ Like when he first asked, no? That could have been days, weeks, or months ago. He isn't going to send it again. Go find it yourself. He's also not going to touch the earlier nonsense. ]
no subject
Be there in
I dunno
Let's just say soon, hah
You sure you don't need me to bring anything
no subject
[ Because since he was born, he has been enamored by steamed dumplings... Especially from that small shop that they used to frequent as children. Joonghyuk's eyes would always sparkle when he even catches a whiff of them. ]
no subject
Is it just me... or are you getting predictable?
no subject
[ Why is Inho make it a big deal? Joonghyuk by this time is at least done cleaning the bathroom, kitchen, and the living room—perfect for receiving guests... Except for when Mia slides out of her room to whine to him about when the food is ready. She's still in her pajamas, so he's quick to tell her to change her clothes while he juggles the art of multitasking in cooking. Side dishes and meat as the soup simmers? Yes.
Somewhere in between the chopping and stirring, he finds time to add: ]
Do I need to explain to you again?
[ WHY THOSE DUMPLINGS ARE THE BEST DUMPLINGS? ]
no subject
[ truthfully? besides nostalgia, inho doesn't understand the appeal.
even in his youth, he hadn't ever been completely sold. sure, the old badger manning the storefront was always nice and gave them more dumplings than they'd paid for, and probably more than ornery little brats like them deserved... but he was always pretty certain that he could buy frozen dumplings at any old 7-11 and it would taste the same—all for half the price, too!
every time he'd be about to say as much, though, he'd always see joonghyuk make this particularly stupid face, but it'd be enough to stop inho in his track and put his foot in his mouth. just for that moment, anyway. ]
no subject
[ So Inho is off the hook today! Though Joonghyuk is a little torn. Usually, he would take this opportunity to speak well of these childhood dumplings and remind his friend of its goodness, but he can't seem to piece together the words to describe these delicacies. There's even a part of him that questions if they're that good, but why? They're definitely good. He has loved them since he walked. Frowning, he brushes it off and continues setting up the table. The side dishes are lined up for easy access on all sides of the dining table, then the meat sits on the side steaming hot.
Mia hangs around the table, resting her head on it as she asks if that oppa is coming over again. She also adds that Joonghyuk always seems to be in a good mood when Inho is around, which makes his eyebrow twitch. That's... Not true? And as if to defy her, he texts Inho right now to prove it. ]
If you don't get here in time, we're going to eat without you.
[ The soup needs a couple of minutes to cook the last batch of vegetables he tossed in—that's the limit. ]
no subject
W
What the hell????
I just???
Boarded
The bus??
I haven't even
Picked up
The dumplings yet???
???????????
[ are the slew of messages and excessive question marks enough of a clue that inho is frantic... because he is. joonghyuk didn't even clue him in on when he was supposed to be there?! ]
no subject
[ And that's all he'll get from him. Sorry, Inho. As promised, Joonghyuk and Mia will start eating without him so he can, again, prove a point.
However, there is a silver lining—the burner is still keeping the soup warm for whenever Inho arrives. Whatever leftover meat is poured into the soup so that the sweet and salty marinade can add another level of depth to its flavor. The side dishes are still out, too. ]
no subject
it takes inho ten minutes to get to that stupid dumpling place, twenty minutes to successfully fend off the store owner's small talk, and then five minutes to finally arrive at the bus stop. probably would have taken him, what, two minutes to scale up the stairs to joongyhyuk and mia's floor, but since he decides to take his sweet ass time, it takes him seven instead.
by the time he leans against the door frame and pounds a fist against their door, forty-two minutes have passed. ]
Open up. I brought your shit.
no subject
You can serve yourself. Soup's on the stove and—[ He points over to the rice cooker on the countertop. ] Rice's cooked already.
[ When Mia hears her brother's voice, she bolts him to investigate Inho. Of course, she's ready to tattle—"you know oppa was waiting for you the whole time?" Instantly, he shoots her a leer and she ignores him entirely. Let her continue with a coo, "it's almost like he was looking forward to you coming." ]
no subject
Ahhh! I knew there was a reason why I liked you, kid. C'mere, c'mere.
[ not waiting to be met halfway, he steps through the threshold of the door, planting his free hand atop the younger girl's head, whether she wants him to or not, and tousles her hair. then, to joonghyuk, he extends the plastic bag of of dumplings with a light shake. ] That right, hyung? You were... looking forward to seeing me?
no subject
Joonghyuk has no reason to try to save him from Mia's onslaught after his treatment. Suffer. He's just going to exchange Inho's sweater for those dumplings, thank you very much. ]
For the dumplings.
[ Watch him as he fishes one out and starts eating it. He loves these dumplings! Even though when he takes a bite, there's something off about them that he can't quite pinpoint. They're good? However, there's a part of him that is disappointed if not offended. Maybe it's because of his mood, so he's going to sulkily chomp through.
He is glad to see his friend again, though. That's why despite both Yoos being drama queens in their own way, the atmosphere is good. ]
no subject
[ he nudges past mia, arms akimbo, making sure that he's near enough to joonghyuk take up all of his focus. one corner of his mouth hooks up into a uneven smirk. ]
Jealous that I didn't pat your head too?
no subject
The face comment is fine. He is well aware that he scowls and frowns way too much and that's enough to pick a fight, but the second accusation... Has he let anyone pat his head before? Maybe when he was a kid? ]
No. [ A pause. ] Don't even try.
[ Not like he would bite, so it's an empty threat. ]
no subject
sensing zero challenge from, not just the sheer deadpan of joonghyuk's words, but the unflinching quality of his stare, inho scoffs. changes the trajectory of the hand he's got hovering in the hair, midway from the crown of joonghyuk's head, so that he flicks his friend's forehead instead. then, swiftly retracting his arm, inho leans away to avoid any knee-jerk retaliations and all but dashes into the kitchen, the pink of his tongue peeking out from between his teeth, just like the child he is. ]
Wasn't gonna.
no subject
Joonghyuk seems uncharacteristically sluggish because the leer comes full force in the next couple of seconds. He reaches out to Inho with his free hand, forming a threatening fist on the way—then gently knocks on his head. Bite on your tongue, idiot. A huff escapes between his bites as he mumbles: ]
Go eat before the side dishes go stale.
1/2
Ow, ow, ow! Assault! Battery!
no subject
Hey, [ his call comes from over his shoulder. ] where'd you put the beer?
no subject
Freezer.
[ Because beer is best when it's icy cold, right? When Inho opens the freezer compartment of his fridge, there is definitely one single can for him. Joonghyuk isn't much of a drinker, especially at this time of day, so... Yeah, that's for Inho alone. ]
Turn off the stove when you've had enough.
[ He'll stuff the whole pot into his fridge later. ]
no subject
[ once he's set his sights on the cass light, the cap's twisted right off and flicked onto the dining table's surface in less than a second. inho's the exact type of irresponsible college student to day drink, but not like, on his own or anything. a meal with a friend always tastes ten times better with a cold beer in hand—and leave it to joonghyuk to know precisely which one he likes.
he turns, kicking the fridge door closed with a foot, and is just about to throw his head back, take a swig. but he stops himself at the last moment and slightly tilts the mouth of the beer in joonghyuk's direction instead, with all the air of someone bullshitting a toast. ]
Thanks. [ for the meal, for tolerating his presence... the works. ] I'll poke through your cabinets in a sec.
[ because the only thing inho does well, besides piano, is running on his own time, keeping to his own pace. ]
Do you plan on doing that thing where you disappear into your room without saying a word? Or are you gonna stick around and keep an old pal company?
no subject
I already finished cleaning my room.
[ Which means he'll be sticking around the kitchen even though he's done with dumplings for lunch. The bag stays on the table, neatly rolled at the top to a close. If it seems like he handles a paper bag filled with dumplings better than he does people, eyes do not deceive. Of course, he cares for his friends in his own way... Like: ]
Something on your mind?