“I wanna apologize about the mess,” Phichit says, walking over to start a pot of coffee.
“It’s ass o’clock and half of my brain is still asleep. And you woke me up and I don’t even know your name.” Phichit gestures vaguely at him. “Also there’s all… this.”
The guy considers this. He’s seated himself on one of the high chairs by the counter, and there’s a squeak out of the leather cushion as he shifts weight, but his voice is steady as he says, “It’s almost nine a.m. so you should be awake anyway, but I’m sorry I woke you. My name is Seunggil and I live across the hall and I baked too many Christmas cookies, which are really just… regular cookies. But we can also call them apology cookies, too, now.”
or: seunggil bakes too many christmas cookies and shares them with his neighbor
Bookmarked by Melana
07 May 2018
that really sweet dumb seungchuchu with cookies and neighbor shenanigans that are not typical neighbor things bc they're dorks nice