[h.rj x dream]
ೃ⁀➷ in which renjun moves into a new
apartment, and the tenants in the
surrounding rooms share a relationship.
→ a relationship they intend to add him to...
↷ mature themes
━ renjun x dre...
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As Renjun stomped down the street angrily, he felt his chest aching and eyes burning. It had been such a promising day until that ridiculous argument, and he couldn't help but stop in his tracks as he thought about it harder. No matter how he saw it, he was being played with. The business of all their odd and unique dispositions or interests was so important, yet he wasn't even informed on all of them.
As he watched a droplet of clear liquid descend from the end of his nose onto the scruffy pavement, it splattering with the aid of gravity, he lifted his hand and tentatively touched his cheek. It was warm.....and wet. His nose was stuffy and his stomach felt odd. Why the hell am I crying over those lunatics? He tried to make this all seem strange and annoying in his head....but still, he just felt betrayed. He didn't even know them.
Just as he took a singular step forward again, the glass of the window beside him was tapped repeatedly to capture his attention. Renjun flinched, stumbling away from the cafe window and clutching his chest with one hand while wiping his eyes with the other.
The culprit was within, sitting there like a model with his adorably fluffy, brown hair, hazel eyes, full lips and that dazzling smile. He finger was still pressed to the grimy glass, and Renjun couldn't help but smile a little at the sight. "YangYang?"
Obviously the younger couldn't actually hear him, nor could he verbally respond, but he did nod happily as he lip-read his own name. His finger retracted before he pressed his whole hand down, to which the older chuckled and placed his own against it, like some cheesy movie scene.
'Come in' he could see the brunette urge, the tentacles of whirling steam escaping his generic white mug reaching up to tickle his high cheekbones. Renjun hesitated, checking the time and sighing when he realised he had nowhere to be. Besides, YangYang was wonderful company, and he could do with getting to know him even better.
The smaller trailed along the outside before reaching the glass door, pushing in and listening to the little bell above it chime. A merry atmosphere was present as his nose detected all sorts of delectable treats and drinks. A few families were dotted about, children munching on muffins and adults discussing whatever over coffees.
The male's eyes met those of his new friend's across the room, his feet taking him to the window seat before he even decided to himself. He meekly took a seat opposite him and tried to smile even through the pain in his chest.
"Not in any offensive way," YangYang began, swirling his hot drink within the mug, "But you look awful, Dude. Care to share your troubles? Or maybe you want to forget them..."
"Ugh, forgetting them sounds like bliss....." Renjun murmured, "But it's impossible. Those irritating neighbours I told you about...."
