Kwon JiEun
Shifting his gaze, JiEun watched as Yeon went towards the doorway. A phone fastened close to her ear as he noted she seemed a bit tense. Not really sure why, and not curious enough to ask, JiEun's attention fell back to the duo. He wasn't really sure what to say since he felt like a stranger to LuHan, and Yeon so JiEun just fallowed the two like a lost puppy as he entered the house. Looking around the lighted area, JiEun couldn't help but smile at the all to familiar setting. He was more comfortable in Jinsu's house then his own. Which reminded him, looking at his phone he furrowed his brows. He missed two messages from his appa, but decided against opening it near other people's eyes. Slipping it back into his pocket, JiEun set down his bag at the doorway before making his way into the kitchen. The floor creaking under his weight, he squinted under the bright light. He wasn't to keen on the colour white, but was just grateful that the other colours adorning the kitchen were soft and pastel.
Rubbing his eyes from sleepiness, JiEun managed to hit the counter on his rib cage. Grabbing his stomach in pain, he grit his teeth as he leaved against the edge. Black hair falling as he managed to take a deep breath. "God, that hurts," he muttered with a slight laugh. He couldn't remember a time where he hadn't hurt himself in Jinsu's house. He was more accident prone then he'd ever like to admit.