Dizzy | ravnwoong

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Youngjo turned the key in the keyhole and stepped into his cozy, pitch-dark apartment.

"I'm home!" Youngjo called while tossing his shoes off from his feet amongst all the other shoes laying on the floor in front of the door. He switched the lights on in the hallway.

"Did you bring any food?"

The voice belonged to his roommate. A person named Keonhee that he had to share the apartment with.

See,

Youngjo had had a place on his own before but after an incident a year back, the company had ordered him to get someone to live with - to take care of him as they liked to call it. They said they didn't want him to do anything stupid or anything related to that matter and apparently this lazy couch potato was the best fix to that.

Youngjo didn't dislike Keonhee. It was just that he was the last person that took all the privacy he had left, away from his life.

"No, sorry" Youngjo said, walking to the living room where Keonhee was laying on the couch, a bag of chips next to himself.

"Aww, but we don't have anything here" Keonhee said with a sigh, "And I'm hungry"

"You're always hungry" Youngjo said, slumping down on the couch on top of the younger's legs.

"Yeah, but that doesn't change the fact that we still don't have anything to eat"

"You should have gone to the store then, huh?" Youngjo said and looked to the other with a raised brow "You didn't do anything today either anyways"

"You're wrong! I did...watch this drama" Keonhee protested, pointing to the open tv, noticing himself that it wasn't much of a excuse for not doing groceries.

"See" Youngjo said and let out a little laugh, focusing on the drama playing on the tv now.

"You're so cruel" the younger whined in defeat, he too, turning his focus on the drama.

The older let out a little laugh while shaking his head. He then turned his attention to the window next to them. He looked outside to see the snow still falling slowly. Suddenly a thing popped into his mind. The incident that took place a moment ago. Or maybe it was more of a person that popped up in his mind. The boy. Did he really not know him? He seemed like he didn't. Or more like he said he didn't know him. but did he really mean it? Youngjos face was literally all over the town, is it really possible for him to not have seen him before?

"So, how was work?"

Keonhees sudden question pulled Ravn out of his thoughts and he turned to look at the younger before averting his gaze back to the window.

"...just the usual"

"The good usual or the bad usual?" Keonhee asked, not taking his gaze off of the tv, taking a bite of a chip that he had in his hand.

Keonhee knew him too well.

"You've been under a lot of stress lately so I thought that you could be feeling a little under the weather when it comes to work" This time Keonhee turned to look at the older "You should take it a little easy so you don't get a burnout or something"

The worry in the younger's eyes caused Youngjo to sigh "I know, I know"

"You always say that" Keonhee said "But you never really put your words into action, you know"

Youngjo couldn't argue with that but instead of admitting it, he decided to do something to distract the younger from worrying about him too much.

"Hey didn't you say you were hungry? Let's order something"