Now that he's not in urgent need of the bathroom... Taeyeob does notice it's abnormally quiet. Fewer people milling about than usual. Which makes him feel instantly suspect. Something's up. This isn't normal. Is he in trouble for asking to come here instead of just going back to the house with the rest of the boys?
He chews his bottom lip as he makes his way toward the kitchen, silently praying to any god who'll listen that he's not about to get murdered and shoved in the oven. One glimpse of Juwon in the kitchen's doorway doesn't provide any further clarity. Bummer! He puts on a smile despite his pekid appearance and offers a little wave. "You cooking for me?"
It's not a particularly common occurrence, but it does happen from time to time. There are very few who see it, however. There are many who only come here for business. Even someone like Taeyeob who has privileges others don't isn't usually here once it's grown quiet. Or if he is, he's in Juwon's room and not privy to what is (or rather, isn't) going on in the rest of the house.
Or he's cleared out his place so there are no witnesses when he punishes Taeyeob for not going back to the house with the other boys!
"Mhm." It's all the answer Taeyeob initially gets as Juwon pushes himself away from the door frame and ventures into the kitchen. He pats the top of the kitchen's island and then points to one of the chairs lined up along the front of it. "Sit down."
"Is it poisoned?" Somehow he keeps his voice light despite that very real concern. Normally he'd trot right over and plop himself down, but that feels like a lot of extraneous movement tonight, so he simply shuffles closer like a regular person who's stomach isn't feel so great. He does refrain from draping himself miserably over the counter, instead just leaning his elbows on it.
"Not this time." As though to illustrate his point, Juwon grabs a spoon from a nearby drawer and tries some of the broth right out of the pot. In reality, he's just tasting it before he serves it. Making sure it's not too this or that. "You're still worth more to me alive." He grabs a bowl and ladles some of the simple broth into it, then sets the bowl and a fresh spoon in front of Taeyeob.
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Originally "the boss" but I changed it. Now he's the Juwon to which all others are compared.
He chews his bottom lip as he makes his way toward the kitchen, silently praying to any god who'll listen that he's not about to get murdered and shoved in the oven. One glimpse of Juwon in the kitchen's doorway doesn't provide any further clarity. Bummer! He puts on a smile despite his pekid appearance and offers a little wave. "You cooking for me?"
As it should be tbh!! LOL
Or he's cleared out his place so there are no witnesses when he punishes Taeyeob for not going back to the house with the other boys!
"Mhm." It's all the answer Taeyeob initially gets as Juwon pushes himself away from the door frame and ventures into the kitchen. He pats the top of the kitchen's island and then points to one of the chairs lined up along the front of it. "Sit down."
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"Eat it."