Archived Roleplay:Main Forum/General/The Odd Romance of Kyujin

Introduction
This is going to be the weirdest thing you ever read okay? This is a warning to all your wiki activity stalkers, lmao. Kyujin is a very strange ship with many issues, please come prepared.

Coffee
Kyuhah:  Kyuhah narrowed his eyes at the cup of coffee with disgust. It was a known fact to anyone close enough to him that he believes coffee is disgusting. It was a miracle by itself that Seokjin managed to get him to try a latte, but coffee by itself... No. Never. But that was exactly what Seokjin was trying to do, get him to try a cup of coffee. "I'm not drinking this, Jin," he sighed.

Seokjin: He sipped from his own coffee as he pushes the saucer of Kyuhah's cup at him. "You've drank latte; coffee won't be so different," he argued. "And it won't be that all bitter, four spoons of sugar is already too sweet for goodness's sake, Kyuhah." He understood Kyuhah's dislike for coffee, but Seokjin believes that coffee is one of the best things that has ever existed in the world, and he'd like the other boy to enjoy that goodness, too.

Kyuhah: "Why do you like this stuff so much?" He continued staring at the cup as if it had murdered his family and started World War Three in the process. "Ugh, caffeine. This is why I don't drink soda," he said, shuddering. He looked up at Seokjin, biting his lip as he stared into the other's eyes. "I don't want to."

Seokjin: "'Sleep is a poor excuse for coffee.' Do you know how much coffee helps artists like you? Well, I know you resigned and all, but you get the idea." He pushed the cup nearer. "C'mon. Just one sip. In exchange, I'll try to drink your strawberry yogurt juice or whatever you call it. Promise." The idea of drinking such a sweet beverage would be poison to his taste, but. . . the coffee is more important.

Kyuhah: He raised an eyebrow and chuckled at the younger. "You mean a smoothie?" he questioned. "As much as I would love to see you try not to throw up because of 'disgusting sugar poison' normal people call a smoothie, I'm not drinking it. You like coffee, I don't. I like sweets, you don't. I think this supports the opposites attract mantra." He reached out to ruffle Seokjin's hair and shot him an innocent smile.

Seokjin: He scrunched his face. "'Opposites attract' doesn't mean you won't drink coffee." He rested his elbows on the table and clasped his hand together. As ridiculous as it may seem, he tried to make a cute and pleading face,  with staring eyes and a pouting mouth. "Pleeeeeease. Just one sip.Then it's done." For now, he thought.

Kyuhah: "It's like your life depends on me drinking this coffee," he laughed. "Okay, one sip. That's all, okay?" Kyuhah sighed, lifting the coffee cup away from the saucer and bringing it to his lips. He closed his eyes and took a slow sip before setting the cup down and scrunching up his face. "It tastes weird. I don't know if I like it."

Seokjin: He clapped his hands in delight. "If you try to drink it all up, you'll like the weirdness. But, since you put in too much sugar, it won't really be, you know, the coffee normal people tend to drink." He shrugged it off. "Well, at least you sipped." He knitted his brows and thought about what he said. ''Smoothie, huh. I shouldn't have said that. ''He then became all smiles. "Now that's one thing off my to-do list."

Kyuhah: "You have... a to-do list? For what?" he asked, surprised. He was about to continue interrogating Seokjin about this "to-do list" but the sound of his phone ringing stopped him. He took his phone out of his pocket and barely glanced at the Caller ID before accepting the call. "Byungcheol-ah," Kyuhah groaned into the phone. "This is the fifth time today and it's not even the afternoon. Be patient, we'll get there." The three of them had planned to go into town later in the day, but Byungcheol kept bothering Kyuhah. "Go get yourself a boyfriend or something," he mumbled. "I'm hanging up, don't call again."

Seokjin: He just stuck out his tongue as a reply. Then Byungcheol called. Again. "Gods, shut your phone down. The next time he calls, some buggy monster might show up. But that's a good suggestion, getting a boyfriend," he mused and chuckled. He glanced at his wristwatch, sighed, and slouched on his chair. "Why do we have to go to town? it's just boring," he complained softly. He yawned and deadpanned, "I want a nap."

Kyuhah: "You should've gone to sleep early last night," he taunted in a sing-song voice. "But that is a good suggestion..." He clasped his fingers together, his smile unreadable. "I have something to add to your to-do list." His eyes sparkled with an unknown intention.

Seokjin: His lids were tempting to close. "Hmm?" he mumbled dreamily. "Why do you get to add on my list . . . it's my list . . . do your . . . own . . ." Then he dozed off, his head hanging between his shoulders and his body uncomfortably sitting on his chair.

Kyuhah: Kyuhah sighed and pushed himself away from the table before standing and walking over to Seokjin's side. He wrapped his arms around the other and lifted him out of the chair, arranging the younger in his arms so he'd be carrying him bridal style, and headed out of the cafe, ignoring the strange looks he was receiving. He opened the passenger door to his BMW and sat Seokjin down in the seat, strapping him in with his seatbelt. He closed the door and went to the other side of the car, opened the door, got inside, put on his seatbelt, and turned on the car. He quickly texted Byungcheol they were on their way and turned his phone off to avoid distractions while he drove.

Seokjin: He really should've slept at eleven last night. He suddenly felt like as if someone was juggling him around, then as if he was floating in air. Ah, floating in the air was good. That meant he could fly. Then he fell, falling hard. ''No, I wanna fly more. ''A faint vibration went up his whole body, and a soft movement was lulling him back to a deep sleep. It was so good, but a sudden jolt that almost made him fly from his seat (and fortunately, he didn't) woke him up. "W-W-What was that?" he asked sleepily. It looks like the car he was in just floored the brake so abruptly.

Kyuhah: He tapped his finger on the steering wheel as he waited for the light to turn green. He glanced at Seokjin, who was now awake and spoke sheepishly. "Did I wake you up? I'm so sorry. The light surprised me. You're okay, right?" he questioned him. "Do you want me to drop you off at Camp so you can get so more sleep?"

Seokjin: He sat up straight and rubbed his eyes. "N-No, no. I'm . . . oh goodness, sorry I feel asleep. Why can't just humans roam at night and sleep at day?" he murmured, giving a last yawn. The light finally turned green, and the car hit the gas. His mind was pretty much fuzzy even if he just slept for a short while. "Wait, where . . .?"