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even though she heard them coming, she still jumped a little bit when she heard his voice & proceeded to drop the plate she was holding in the water causing it to splash up at her a little. she grumbled to herself as she quickly grabbed the small towel to dry herself with. ‘ i can assure you i’m not always like this… i think just for some reason today, i ——— ’ she paused as she looked up and he was leaning against the counter next to her.

quickly halting her words, throat going dry, she pursed her lips together and tried to hold in the smile ———- the tiny dimple showing on her cheek as her gazed darted to the soapy water once more. ‘ you didn’t embarrass me… ’ she laughed, ‘ i embarrassed myself but i’m happy you were entertained! at least some good came out of it! ’ well it was safe to say she was no where near as classy as his girlfriend. ‘ i take it you’re not really a laugher? ’ she felt quite proud of herself if that was the case. looking up at him, she held his gaze for a little longer than intended. ‘ who would’ve thought my best friends brother was my favourite artist? ’

eyes were locked with hers, its like they had ended up staring at each other again, just like in his little store. he gives her a small smile though, just waiting as she seemed to get lost with her words. leaning more over the counter now as if to be just a little closer, hand busy touching something over the counter as if needing something to distract him.

❛ i mean--- ❜ why did that make him sound like he was emotionless, like he never laughs, mentally wanting to slap himself over the forehead, ending up stumbling over his words. ❛ i-- i’m i have emotions ! ❜ he suddenly states, great, that didn’t sound too right. ❛ let me correct myself.. i don’t.. i never laughed much but just.. sometimes i do, i’m way too busy with work these days so.. ❜ nailed it, totally nailed that one. his expression softens at the sight of those warm brown eyes, causing him to straighten his back, standing at his full height, only now realising how tiny hana was compared to him. ❛ yeah, that’s not something that happens everyday, right? ❜ he chuckles, pushing off of the counter now, tilting his head just a bit as he keeps looking at her. ❛ and who would’ve thought i had a painting of my sister’s friend on my wall. ❜ there’s a small smirk at the corner of his mouth as he moves his hand, nudging hana’s chin softly with the knuckle of his index finger and then walking to the living room.

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eyes widened when she heard his confession, he had a picture of her up in his room… framed. was this all a joke? how come soomin had never told her that? or maybe she didn’t know since they didn’t live together and hana rarely spoke about her internet persona to her friends even though they were aware of it. perhaps two and two just didn’t click. if her cheeks hadn’t already been red before, they definitely were now and she stared at her best friend in shock before back at him.

‘ o - oh, i’m not talented though, i just scream at games. ’ she offered him a sheepish smile before watching his every move and as he walked closer to her, it was only then that she realised just how tall he was. oh god, there was that shy feeling again. fiddling with the sleeves of her oversized sweater, she nodded her head and rummaged in her bag for her card before handing it to him with both hands politely.

‘ take my money… ’ oh god, she needed to shut the hell up. wincing and closing her eyes when she realised this entire meeting had just been a disaster, she could feel soomin’s eyes on her and she could almost feel the laughter about to escape. so hana did what hana did best; she laughed. trying to hide the awkwardness as she tried to make light of it and show she was playing with him even though she was a crumbling mess. ‘ i should probably go… ’

did he end up weird her our with the sudden confession of having the picture of d.va on his wall, he hopes she doesn’t think him as some weird guy, even in fact he was more on the weird side, but that’s a different story. he does crack a smile at the sudden mention of the money, swiping her card, even when she could’ve done it as well, but it was cute how she was acting, he wasn’t gonna be rude about it. 

the laugh that escaped his sister’s friend’s mouth was like music to his ears, soft, genuine and wholeheartedly beautiful laughter, so gunwoo ends up staring at her, a second too long before then giving the card back. ❛ oh, already? ❜ he asks, maybe just wanting for her to stay or -- well, you know, who wouldn’t want a fan to stay and talk about your work with them? ❛ i mean - thank you for buying one of my works, i hope to see you around again, you can come by anytime you want, i’m always here. ❜ he says, giving a small bow of his head.

‘ obviously you are always here. ‘ his sister suddenly states, arms wrapping around his torso, which caused his upper lip snarl and finger coming to poke at his sister’s forehead. ❛ and you never visit me here, you sly worm. ❜ and with that he pushed his sister away, letting out a small chuckle. ❛ bye soomin, tell mom i said hi. ❜ and his eyes were on hana again. ❛ come by again. ❜ he gives a soft boyish smile towards her and then gets back on his seat behind the desk, the stick of charcoal between his fingers again, starting to draw, his longish locks almost covering his eyes, maybe he needed a hair cut or just a ponytail to keep his hair from falling over his eyes.

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she was quite surprised at the laughter, but it was definitely contagious as she giggled a little bit before feeling the angry gaze of his girlfriend upon her making her very quickly look away once more. she yet soomin and their mother seemed to absolutely adore her. perhaps she just didn’t like hana? the thought made her sad but she chose to ignore it as she finished up her dinner. he was definitely about to say that it was kinda cute and that made her feel all fluttery as she bit back the smile.

when finishing up, hana offered to help with the dishes so their mother wouldn’t be so swamped with housework. it was the least she could do after they allowed her to stay for a family meal with them. tilting her head to the side, she quickly started washing up as ms moon nipped to the bathroom quick. hana couldn’t help but feel anxious. partially butterflies from gunwoo and being able to meet her favourite artist but partial fear from siyeon. she wasn’t too sure what to do and that was when she heard somebody step into the kitchen to join her.

once dinner was done, every bowl, plate, glasses in the sink. gunwoo can’t help but smile when hana offers to help her mother, never had he heard those words leave his girlfriend’s mouth, but then again, she was a business woman, all about being classy, she didn’t have time to do the dishes. soomin already in the living room, putting the game away so there was more room in the living room, then sitting on the couch with siyeon, their mom going upstairs to take a nap, needing to rest her feet.

❛ i’m sorry, ❜ he starts as he arrives in the kitchen, hoping he didn’t startle her when he spoke. ❛ i didn’t mean to embarrass you at the dinner, i just though- i thought-- it was kinda entertaining to see it all happen, everything that happened today. ❜ he mumbles out the few lasts words, walking closer as he leans up against the counter, arms crossed over his chest. ❛ you actually made me laugh. ❜ well, that was already clear the bubbly laughter had left like a soul out of his body at the dinner. ❛ just be yourself, it suits you. ❜

white sheet of a paper covering up the desk of the small shop, there’s stick of charcoal between his fingers; fingers smudged with the black. thumb softly caressing the side of it, doing it out of a habit. a faint light illuminating the paper under his eyes, a messy skull of a drawing appearing on it, well, half of it. 

the sudden vibration mixed with a sound of a bling caught his attention, messy smudged hands reaching for his device, unlocking the screen and seeing the name appearing, followed by a text; his little sister contacting him, letting him know that she and one of her friends were gonna pay him a visit. small smile forms on his features, the smile not quite reaching his eyes though, he leaves his sister on read though, getting back to drawing, wanting to finish this one before the day would come to an end.

the store where he would always be found was still closed, there was still few minutes before open time. deciding to get up, cleaning some parts of the store, looking behind him; his work on display over there, white thin sheets covering his new statues that had dried, just waiting and wanting to paint those, but first; he had to run the shop for hours, then do other stuff later. 

time had rolled forward way too fast, the shop open already, few customers had already visited his store and bought some of his work, with a smile bowing and telling his goodbyes to the customers, turning to his desk where he would be found sitting, always painting, drawing, working. charcoal back between his fingers, the sudden ding of the bell above the small store goes off, causing his eyes shift and lift from the paper to the door, only to be welcomed with a loud ‘ OPPA ! ‘ 

god, why was his sister always so loud? ❛ ah, soomin.. always so loud.. ❜ he scolds, which causes his sister to pout, trying to look all cute, even stomping the ground. there’s something behind his sister though, which caused his attention switch behind his sister; his sister stepping aside to show who was standing there, soomin’s hands moving, like showing off her friend. ‘ oppa, this is hana. ‘ at the sight of his sister’s friend, he straightens his back, raising his brows just slightly. eyes meeting with hers and god, she is stunning. // @tckkis​