@JubilantPoise “I'm Sehun, your neighbor. Sort of. I live one floor up.”
His brows furrow slightly. “I should.. like, go. And you.. go back to sleep or whatever. Look, I wasn't even here.”
@JubilantPoise Damn. They couldn't have just settled with the blinds thing?
“Uhh..” He looks at the woman and he's just surprised as she is. “The door.”
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“Alright, settle down and stop terrorizing me with your cap.”
Sehun ignores the noise his stomach makes at the mere mention of proper food.
“Fine. I'll go get the plates.” He makes a move for the small kitchen.
@spitofaries Sehun is rigid for a moment when the camera points at him. He's not usually at this end of the device.
When he reads the stranger's expression, Sehun relaxes and gives an encouraging nod. “Hey, it's fine. Just.. keep your hands steady and click.”
Just as the camera focuses, so does his vision.
He notices the young man in front of him, rigid lines and all. Sehun raises a brow.
“Relax,” he says, adjusting his angle a little for a good photo. “No one's got a gun on ya.”
@spitofaries — resigned.
Just when he hands over the camera, he pulls it just out of reach for one last warning. “Don't break it.” He drags out every word to emphasize and carefully places the camera in the stranger's hands.
@spitofaries Sehun takes a moment to think, eyes dragging down on himself. Him? A muse? All twitches and calluses? Hardly a view.
But something in the other's gaze convinces him. Curiosity, maybe? He can't tell. Just that it's enough to keep his guards down for now.
He lets out a sigh, —