Okay— now this is the part where Alex was completely confused of what the other male was saying. “Three hundred and what?” He asked with his tone getting high. He did heard him clearly, right? He wasn’t really sure if the male was just messing with him or not but it is really hard to tell since the male kept having a blank expression on his face. Then again, the older male was referring to himself as a ‘vampire’. “Sure— you are a vampire, and I am secretly Obama’s husband, trying to hide our relationship from Michelle and I am pregnant with eighty-four kids.” He retorted.
”Yeah, your house seems really cool and relaxing. Usually I’d be uncomfortable living in such places but this is completely different, you know, hyung?” He scrunches his nose up in a playful manner, nodding eagerly as soon as he heard that certain word that came out of the older male’s lips— food. Now that Jihoon had mentioned it, Alex’s stomach began to rumble, indicating that he was starting to get hungry. Well he hasn’t eaten for like nine hours and hearing the male offered food made his lips curl upwards.
{ ♚ } — He arched a brow, a bit amused but even so quite surprised. He was sure he had told the younger, and if not so he should have noticed right? “ Three hundred and twenty-five.” But apparently Jihoon had miscalculated and it made him chuckle as he fixed Alex with his lilac hues. “ You never noticed did you?” He hummed a bit before he smiled a bit more widely, disclosing sharp canine teeth, stretching a bit further down than they should. “ Proof enough, along with my eye color? Or do I have to walk on my own walls?” He questioned, head tipping to the side. He spoke casually of this, merely because he had known the other for a while by now, and figured it probably wouldn’t do too much harm. Or at least he hoped so.
“ Ah, well…. ” He pursed his lips for a moment. “ I spent both time and money on making my accommodation perfect, in my own opinion. But I’m glad you feel comfortable here. You’re supposed to after all. ” He rolled his shoulders a bit, joints popping over and over. Common, considering he wasn’t really supposed to be able to move. Or even be alive in general. He heard the way the male’s stomach rumbled and he let another chuckle pass his lips before he rose, setting his glass of whiskey down. “ I’ll make you something, alright? Anything special you want?” He adjusted dark strands of hair with gentle fingers, laying them to rest behind his ear.