warnings ── a bit of cursing, other than that none (wholesome chapter w lyrfey MY LOVES)
"Feeling kind of sick tonight," Laufey starts to sing out of the blue, leaning on Lyr's shoulder as he smiles at his camera's screen.
"You had too much to eat." The Russian-Korean says dryly, and Laufey snorts at him, leaning away as she stirs her coffee. The two soloists are at a late night cafe, soft jazz playing in the dimly-lit seating area as the two waited for their sandwiches, joking around with each other while waiting for their meal. Lyr shuffled through the pictures on his camera, most of the pictures from the day filled with Laufey's smile and pretty features.
"That's not how my song goes." Laufey says playfully, one eyebrow raised as Lyr locks eyes with her, grinning from ear to ear like a child.
"I know." The rapper combats, and Laufey just shakes her head, sipping on her coffee some more as the waitress brings the sandwiches.
"Um, oh my god──gosh, I''m a big, big fan of both of you! Could I maybe have a picture, if you don't mind?" The waitress is obviously surprised, eyes wide as her cheeks are slightly blushed. Lyr looks to Laufey, and she nods, smiling sweetly as she opens up her arms.
"Yeah, of course! Lyr, you don't mind, do you?" Laufey looks at Lyr with those sweet brown eyes of hers, and he melts on the spot, smiling as he shakes his head. "Yeah, let's do this."
The watiress shyly shuffles in with Laufey, Lyr leaning over the table as he sticks his face in the picture. Once the selfie is taken, the waitress laughs excitedly before giving the two singers a hug. "Thank you both so much, oh my god. This means so much to me!" The waitress' smile is contagious, and both Lyr and Laufey smile at her, nodding and waving as she leaves to the back.
"I'm proud of you." Laufey says out of the blue, and Lyr looks at her with his brown eyes, confused as he pushes his bangs away from his face.
"Why is that?" He presses, and Laufey smiles up at him, gesturing to the waitress who's currently cleaning up another table.
"You didn't snap at her when she asked for a picture. You're getting better at that."
Lyr turns a bright red, embarassed at the implication: sure, he had no patience and lashed out at the most random things, but he wasn't that bad, was he? Laufey was the complete opposite of the rapper──sweet, soft-spoken, and innocently funny. Maybe he was so bad that even Laufey noticed his faults, but who was he to hide them? It's what made him──him.
"Thank you." Lyr smiles, but the phrase comes out more like a question than an actual thanks. Laufey just laughs at him, taking a bite of her sandwich as she covers her mouth daintly, nodding.
"Ohh, this is good." She smiles, and Lyr stares at her with a dorky smile on his face, lifting his slender finger to wipe the corner of her mouth. She doesn't even pause or looks surprised, used to this type of care and attention Lyr gives her──he's always there to clean up after her mess and take care of her, even if it takes something away from him.
"You're eating like it's fucking delicious," Lyr snorts, and Laufey blushes, taking her napkin as she wipes the rest of her mouth.
"You would too, Ivanov." Laufey gestures to Lyr's plate, and he shakes his head, taking a french fry as he stuffs it into his mouth. The female laughs at his antics, taking a sip of her coffee as he continues to eat away at the fries.
The two friends continue to chat over their meals, talking about everything from their projects to Spotify playlists. The soloists share many things in common, but set all their stardom aside when with each other──the two love their privacy when it comes to each other, and they're always grateful they have someone to rely on that isn't an interviewer or news outlet.
"I really don't want to leave you." Laufey stares down at her empty plate, and Lyr pauses, dropping his fry as he sighs. "I don't want you to go."
"You should move to Los Angeles, Lyr. It's really not that bad," Laufey looks up at the Russian-Korean with sparkling brown eyes, and of course, she makes it impossibly hard to say no.
"I've got to think about that some more. That place would have a terrible effect on my mental health, I know that much." Lyr replies, looking down at his phone before directing his attention to the window beside him. The rapper's memories of that place are all short of terrible, and he's not very keen on going back to it. Too much has happened to Lyr in Los Angeles for him to go back on such short notice.
But, then again──Laufey is worth it to him.
"No rush, just throwing it out there." Laufey smiles, snatching one of Lyr's fries before he grabs her hand, causing the female to giggle.
"I'm definitely not moving to L.A. if you're going to steal my fucking fries all the time." He grumbles, and Laufey smiles, brown hair bouncing with her movements as she leans back, eating the fry she stole.
The two laugh together, hearts and minds clear, even if it's for a little while.
A little while that both Laufey and Lyr will remember in the upcoming months.
a/n ── oh my god dk looks so giggleworthy in that picture when he wears ballcaps it does something to me...ANYWAYS k i will admit that i'm stalling on making the relationship chs because they take me SOOOO LONG to do (2-3hrs max each ch), and it gets boring afterwhile 😭 i will do it soon because i really do want to elaborate on lyr's friendships BUT we'll see how soon "soon" is ❤ i hope you enjoyed reading this as much as i did writing it (lyr and laufey are so scrumptious together and i WILL die on that hill thank you very much) ALSO ALSO be aware because i may or may not be working on a svt added member......just keep your eyes peeled 🤭
