voiceless meets voice || Junkyung and Haneul
Her eyes widened in surprise. Who stayed at this club for more than he or she had to. She really didn’t enjoy loud places but this place was the only place she could get a singing job back when she was looking and she’s grown fond of the people here, but she definitely still didn’t enjoy a club. “11 in my opinion is the perfect time to go home. I would have actually left earlier but you striked up conversation.” It was true, she’d be at home right now, she was quite tired, and sleeping off but here he started talking to her and she couldn’t just rudely leave.
She raised a brow. “You’d take me home? But we just met. Don’t you find that a little awkward?” She wasn’t too sure of the guy yet but she was always afraid of going home alone so maybe she’ll take him up for the offer.
Junkyung noticed the slight hesitation in the singer’s movements and smiled a little to himself. She looked like a teen trying to shrug off her parent’s over-protective love, but that wasn’t the case for Junkyung, he was just merely offering her a walk back home. “Don’t worry, I’m not as shady as most people here are.” Well it was partially true, he was trying to change anyways but damn, he couldn’t stop staring at some of the ladies earlier. Maybe not tonight, but he knows his money is depleting quickly, it was a risk not kidnapping any girls tonight.
He signaled her towards the direction of the door before tucking his hands into the pockets of his tight jeans, it was especially cold tonight and summer is about to kick start soon, right? Or was it spring first? Doesn’t matter anyways. His eyes were attracted to the beautiful starry night that he barely saw; either he was at home studying hard or in the bar, downing some drinks. Junkyung smiled a little to himself, knowing that back in Daegu, his parents are enjoying their life with the little money he sent to them. It was just enough for them to spend on necessities, Junkyung had made sure he sent no more, no less than the standardized amount. While he had been buried in his thoughts, Junkyung had unconsciously wrapped an arm around Sky, it was by instinct that he warmed his friend up at a cold night like this. It took him a while to register what he had done before pulling back, surprised albeit quite happy inside.