neighbor ; verkwan

elevator

"Just do it!"

"Ok fine. Calm your ass."

Hansol hurriedly wore his shoes and told the others that he was going to head to the store with Seungkwan. Stumbling on his way, he shoves his arms through the sleeves of his tie-dye jacket and runs out of the apartment to the hallways then to the elevator. As he turned a corner, he spotted Seungkwan waiting for the lift to arrive on the same floor. It was fortunate for him to have arrived so quickly, all that running the last time he had the bet with Joshua had made him moderately more athletic.

"Seungkwan, wait!" He managed to grab the older's attention and slid right inside, passing through the slit of the elevator doors before it closed. He panted, leaning on one side of the wall opposite to Seungkwan, and grabbed one of those that had a metal bar for support as he looked at the older who still seemed as if he couldn't comprehend what had just happened.

"Hansol, why?" "Did Mingyu make you leave?"

"Why are you here?" Seungkwan bombarded the latter with his questions.

After catching his breath, Hansol replies to Seungkwan as he fixes himself, patting down his clothes and hair.

"No, actually, Joshua wanted something. But, now I can't remember." he pauses for a breather.

"Wait." the younger holds one hand in front of Seungkwan as the other rummages for his phone in his pockets.

But there was nothing but a loose thread in there.

"Oh, shit. I left my phone." Hansol groans, reliving the same nostalgia when he had forgotten his house keys. "It was because Joshua made me hurry that I just left it there," he whines as he puckered his bottom lip and his eyebrows joined together.

"Here, use mine." He listens to Seungkwan who reached into his pocket, only to his dismay, the latter had also found nothing there. You could already see the imaginary flies flying out of their pockets as they sulk.

"Ah." Seungkwan sighs but is immediately replaced with an optimistic grin. "Well, there's no use of going back now." he turned to face Hansol who had also shared a tired frown, he placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Since you placed a lot of effort into getting here, just come along with me."

The pair arrived at the ground floor and walked to the nearest convenience store they could find. They ended up stumbling upon the exact place where they had first officially started talking to one other. It was at that particular night where Hansol genuinely wanted to become his friend.

He remembers the exact moment they had looked into each other eyes and with no second to waste, they'd already felt the comfortable aura. And, all the times when he tirelessly pondered what to give back to Seungkwan when he first moved in, for the sake of wanting to ask for more cookies.

They talked a lot during those times.

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"What are you smiling for?" Seungkwan side-glances at him as they enter the apartment building once again after their trip to the convenience store. "Plus, you were never able to get the thing that Joshua wanted."

That was the first time the older had spoken to him, other than deciding the food and drinks after they had left the building an hour ago. As they bought the beer and walked back to their home, his mouth was shut tight — as if sewed together — but his look as he was in a daze as if his mind was packed with several thoughts.

Both of them were holding bags that were stuffed to the brim with cans and bottles of beer that they had hand-picked.

"It's Nothing. And for what Joshua had wanted, I can just buy him something in my own time." He simply responds as they walk through the lobby and towards the elevators. Seungkwan gives him a look of curiosity as he nudges him with his elbow.