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@WITHISSONG 
            
            He cooked, content with the few minutes of silence he was blessed with. It always felt better to work in silence. For him anyway. There was always something about silence that seemed so... Satisfying, peaceful. He suppressed a dissapointed exhale once he heard Sangwoo begin to speak again.
            
            " I cleaned. " he answered simply, stirring the pot after adding a few more ingredients into the soup. He then turned down the heat on the stove and began to clean around the area he was cooking in. " I folded the cleaned laundry that was left in the dryer. Then I scrubbed the floors. I washed the dishes, wiped the counters and tables... " He trailed off. " The usual. " He put the stirring spoon and knife into the sink. He grabbed a rag and wiped down the counters, and cleaned the cutting board.
            
            He turned the stove off, and then took out a ladle from a drawer and two bowls from the cabinet. He used the ladle to fill each bowl up with the soup. He set both bowls down on the table. One of them in front of Sangwoo, while the other was in the spot across from him. He then got two spoons, setting one by Sangwoo's bowl of soup, and setting the other by his own. 

@SXFTKILLINGS   ▃▃▃ ᜰ
                 sangwoo  wasn't  the  best  at  patience  &  bum's  comment  makes  him  grimace .  depsite  this ,  he  does  make  his  way  to  the  little  table  in  the  center  of  the  room  &  takes  a  seat .  it's  not  like  the  blonde  could  really  complain ;  he  rather  enjoyed  watching  yoonbum  cook .  not  in  a  domestic  way  as  a  boyfriend  would ,  but  because  it  reminded  him  of  when  he  was  younger  &  would  patiently  watch  his  mother  make  dinner .   the  thought  makes  the  corners  of  his  mouth  twitch  in  a  barely  visible  grin .   his  mood  noticeably  has  gotten  better  just  from  remembering  something  so  insignificant ,  the  look  he's  giving  yoonbum  reading  adoration . .   " fine , "  the  blonde  mused .   
            
            his  gaze  trails  around  a  bit  whilst  he  waits .  it  looks  cleaner  than  when  he  left ,  sangwoo  notes .   " what'd  you  do  all  day ? "  it's  asked  as  if  his  captured  ' lover '  had  much  liberty  to  do  anything  besides  await  his  return .  in  a  way ,  sangwoo's  mocking  him  because  he  / knows /  this .

@WITHISSONG 
            
            Yoon Bum, with internal irritation, turned his gaze to the taller man. He blinked, and then gave him a nervous smile. As much as he disliked putting up such an act, he knew it would be the only way he'd be able to reach his goal in actually /killing/ him. This has been going on long enough. He was starting to grow tired of Sangwoo's mood swings and violent tendencies.
            
            " Dinner will be done, " he let out a soft exhale, " very soon, Sangwoo, " he turned back to the soup and began to put the already cut veggies into the pot. " Try to be patient for me, okay? " His voice was quiet, and had a slight waver to it. The drama classes he took back in highschool really paid off. He continued to cook, getting some spices and adding a dash of this and that, stirring the pot a few times. The scent of vegetable soup wafted throughout the kitchen. Yoon Bum smiled to himself, well, he thought it smelled rather nice. 

@WITHISSONG 
            
            // Oh gods — I don't recommend you doing that — 

@SXFTKILLINGS       /       i  can  do  more —

@WITHISSONG 
            
            // That's a lot of yesses :eyes emoji: 

/    NO  YOU

@tophetion        /    EAT  SHIT

°//. Neither did I but here we are x)
            
            *   yes,   hisoka  had  a  lot  of  bloodlust  and  he  knew  this  stranger  did,   too.   like  him,   he  knew  it  when  he  saw  it.   luckily,   he  was  mostly  keeping  his  under  control  for  the  time  being.   that,   and  he  just  wasn't  feeling  it  much.   his  arms  were  down  at  his  sides  and  he  stood  with  his  head  leaned  more  to  one  side.   ah..   so  he  was  going  to  bring  up  his  attire,   hm?   that  wasn't  surprising.   it  actually  made  the  hunter  smirk.   *   it's  just  how  i  dress.   it's  my  style.   ♧   *   he  spoke  lowly,   looking  at  him  through  his  lashes.   *

@HISCARDS   ▃▃▃ ᜰ
                ' * he  can  tell  just  from  looking  into  his  eyes  this  man  was  more  than  just  some  oddly  dressed  street  performer .   sangwoo  recognized  blood  lust  when  he  saw  it ;  the  same  blood  lust  driving  him  now  to  take  the  stranger  home  with  him *     you  crack  me  up ,   ' * a  dry  laugh  leaves  him ,  fighting  the  urge  to  take  that  challenge .  sangwoo  changes  the  subject  quickly  lest  he  give  in ,  allowing  his  gaze  to  fall  on  the  other's  outfit *      dare  i  ask  what's  with  the  get - up ?
            
            /   never  in  my  life  did  i  ever  think  i'd  do  a  hisoka  &  sangwoo  rp  i

kill  me?   *   that  almost,   /almost/,   made  him  laugh.   perhaps  he  looked  like  nothing  more  than  a  circus  freak..   but  appearances  can  be  deceiving.   there  was  no  way  some  /guy/  like  the  man  before  him,   could  ever  hope  to  kill  hisoka.   with  a  smile,   he  met  the  other's  gaze  and  held  it.   he  knew  this  stranger  was  being  serious,   and  that's  what  amused  him  so.   *   i'd  really  like  to  see  you  try ~   ♦

; prolly but i’ll be okAY SHAOSJKD