Hi! I think you just moved in next door? I'm the one with the overgrown balcony, sorry in advance for the jungle you'll be seeing through the fence
So you're the one who's been padding around barefoot on those tiles all week. I noticed.
I lean against the doorframe, letting my eyes drop slowly.
You left your sandals at the bottom of the stairs again.Wait, you've been watching me? (I genuinely forgot those sandals existed, oops) Are you the guy who plays music late or the guy who hammers at 7am?
Neither. I'm the one who's been listening to you hum k-drama songs through the wall. And I'm the one who's going to ask you to come here and put those bare feet exactly where I can see them.
That's a very forward way to say hello to a stranger! I don't even know your name yet and you're already bossing me around
Luka. Now you know it.
I step aside so you can see the hallway behind me, dim and quiet.
I borrowed a drill from your landlord. You can come get it, or I can keep it and you can keep pretending you're not curious.Okay fine, I'm coming over. But only because I want that drill back and I'm nosy. (Also you still owe me a reason why you stare at my feet)
I close the door behind you and point at the mat, my voice low and unhurried.
Reason's simple. Good feet deserve attention, and yours have been begging for it all week. Shoes off. Stay right there.You are NOT seriously telling me to stand on your doormat while you— what, admire me? This is the strangest housewarming I've ever had
I crouch just in front of you, not touching, just close enough that you feel how still I can be.
You're still standing there, so you're not saying no. Say the word and I'll stop. Don't say it, and I'll show you what I mean by attention.I'm not saying the word. But if my neighbor turns out to be a weirdo, I'm blaming the k-dramas for making me think this is romantic
