Gray ditched his umbrella in a small container by his front door. Kicking off his shoes as well. "Are you hungry? I don't mind ordering takeout." His jacket slid down his shoulders, collecting at his elbows for only a moment before he'd already placed it on the first hook, in a series of four, just above where he'd tucked his shoes.
Gray's home was everything Teddy had expected, and a little more. A second story apartment, seemed more suiting than an actual full and large house. The area was bathed in black, white and grey. Giving the area a more modern vibe. One of the more notable, and simply Gray, aspects of the house were the windows. At first glance, it seemed like the boy might enjoy the bright of overhead light bulbs and the pitch black of the lack of them. Gray had always been one who wanted to be in control, how dark or bright the room was seemed like a given. Though instead, the boy moved past the light switch carelessly while pulling the curtains back and letting in the dim light from outside.
Against the large window, which opened up to a balcony, raindrops raced. The slightly darkened afternoon sky was clear, letting in the light from the struggling last rays of sunlight that attempted to peek out from behind dense and dark clouds.
When entering the apartment, from the stair, you'd end up with the living room to your right and the dining area to your left. If you'd turning to head to the little black circle table with matching barstools, similar to the cafe, then to your left would be the balcony. Teddy could imagine Gray sitting there with coffee, looking out the window instead of studying. To your right now is the small kitchen. Most of the appliances were black, as were the countertops, though the sink was white and stood out quite clearly from the dark setting. Everything was cleaned to the point where it nearly seemed unused and unlived in.
Fairy lights were hung from the cabinets above the sink, they seemed to be white with textured detailing on the actual lights that would add a glittery aspect when they were plugged in. They would be dimmer lights, that would sparkle and shine like small far off stars in the dark shy that was Gray's small kitchen.
A half wall separated the kitchen from the beginning of the hallway, which was equally dark looking down it as the rest of the apartment was.
Gray's living room didn't look lived in, to say the least. The floor under the room was carpeted, making a clear cut difference between it and the hall space and dining room space, which was hardwood, it was a light grey color that would obviously stain horrendously. Teddy decided that was the reason it didn't look used, Gray probably didn't want to risk ruining the carpet. The seas of white that covered his walls were occasionally broken up by short black shelves. Some held a stack of books, some looking as if they were modeled after old Victorian style books, others he could clearly identify as curriculum based study guides. Climbing ivies kept in neat and clean pots would be sat next to the books, each ivy looking a tad different then the last, as it were there to break up the uniformity of the room.
A black couch sat on the edge of the carpeted floor, with it's back to the dining area. It faced a TV that had been mounted on the wall, the remote sat on the shelf that'd shadowed the TV. They might as well have just put it on there instead of mounting it, perhaps it was nicer to mount them. Teddy couldn't be sure.
"Welcome to my home!" Gray smiled, his welcome was short and sweet, though enthusiasm was evident in his voice.
"It's very pretty," Which was just scratching the surface of what Teddy thought it was. The abundance of natural light over artificial created a comforting vibe. Ivies and fairy lights only made it seem that much more beautiful. It was clean just as one would expect from Gray Yeon. Though, not even Teddy expected it to be decorated as much as it was. For a boy who claimed to want nothing to do with setting up decorations, as he'd reiterated multiple times when asked to set up for multiple holidays, it was a lot less bland then the blonde had expected. "I really like it Gray," He added.
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