➤ If, by any chance, Hyunwoo shifts to discomfort, it’s not because of how he feels but because of what he’s put the other through. He hadn’t meant to stay late in the coffee shop and he knows of how much she’s been wanting to drop by that restaurant down three blocks away. “Sorry.” He ends up murmuring once again, repeating it because he wants her to know how bad he feels. “I really had no idea it was this late already.”
Glancing down at his wrist watch, he too, begins to unpack his belongings, stuffing most of his hand outs and his books inside his backpack. Shaking his head, he grins, “Damn, that’s right, I left my house back at the frat house—” Hands threading through his unruly hair as he pulls it beneath a snap back, he replies, “Maybe I should drive you home instead— for making you wait and all. I can always take a cab back home after.”
There’s nothing evident upon her features aside patience, when she rests her chin in a hand, over the table. She isn’t angry – no emotions of that sort were likely to appear for her. She only quirks an eyebrow to his apology, taking it quite as unnecessay in her point of view before she shaks her head, lightly, her head gestures along her talking. “It’s fine, don’t worry.” And then with a sweet smile and a quick nod she tilts her head to get a different angled view of his face. “I think that would be unfair– you taking the cab and all… it’s not a bother, really. Besides, I enjoy being aound you so I don’t mind the wait at all”
➤ He hadn’t realized of his wordless mumbles, quiet words rolling out of his mouth beneath his breath. He’s tired and he wants to go home but he can’t with all due work to be turned in the next day. He didn’t expect for Jaekyung to stay for as long as she did but he’s glad to have kept company, especally one who knows exactly what to say when everything else didn’t seem so quite in touch. Eyes hover to where she sits and he finally snaps out of a trance, eyes blank prior to averting his gaze to fixate on her face. He takes a quick gaze at his wrist watch and mutters, “Shit, it’s already 3 in the morning?” Where the hell did time go? “Sorry, guess I’m just tired, ‘s all. Don’t you have a schedule though? You’re out pretty late— er— early— tonight.”
With her eyes fixated upon his features, studying carefully to reassure (probably and mostly to herself) that he was content enough, at least, she tilted her head. A hum emitting her closed lips, both eyebrows lightly raised to witness his response, yet when nothing came out of his mouth – a question mark appeared in her mind. Mostly exhaustion – she was there more than a few times before and knowing it caused a slow response time, descresed the ability to think and function normally, Jaekyung simply reached her hand to pat the top of his head.
“Yes, yes it is…” She chuckled, h seemed puzzled enough and that was somewhat – entertaining, if not, endaring in a way. “I can tell. Do you want me to drive you home now?”
