[attr="class","mouths1"]Tae really just laughed at those first few words in response. Like, laughed. Cackled. Whatever. Whatever sounds Tae’s made. ”Hah~! Well, not everyone would approve of that kinda crap, but I still give you kudos,” he shot back with a shrug; grinning while tilting his head - and his ears, at different angles - all the while. With a sigh, he drew one of his hands upwards before hooking the tip of his index finger beneath the fabric of his face mask; pulling it down for the meantime so that it resided against parts of his chin and neck, rather than his face itself, and revealing that very smile that he took care to wear. ”’Cause, I mean… The elderly should be respected like anyone else, but that ain’t really any excuse for them to act so pissy all the time, ya feel me~? Old or not; it ain’t cool to be a dick and a disturbance to everyone else, and all~.”

Those words were spoken through the time that the child herself took a few steps back to clear the doorway, and upon hearing her invitation, the man himself merely accepted it by following right after her without much hesitation afterwards. With a better glimpse of the interior of the apartment almost instantly, the gijinka took care to peer around with a curious and intrigued eye all the same- though not without continuing to pay attention to the words that his temporary host was saying to him. Upon hearing them, he quirked his lip and hummed softly in thought before shrugging for a second time. ”Mmn… JiJi? Aaaaah...She’s still caught up at the studio, and all~. Jun Seo - our manager - wanted to have a word with her and a couple other of our group members~. Probably to go over a bit of choreo for the girls since he helps us choreograph, but yeah~.” He clicked his tongue softly for a couple of times before going on. ”Happens kinda often, so it can’t be helped. For what it’s worth, though, she told me she wanted to tag along~. Said that she’s still down for meeting you another time if you’re down, too~.”

And by the end of those statements, the Lycanroc merely continued his shortened trek through the room; still glancing around for a moment or two before taking care to note the area in which the girl gestured over to. A living room, it looked like. He walked over and to the couch within a brisk manner, but rather than going on to sit upon it, he merely shuffled over and kneeled over upon its cushions; leaning over and placing his hands and forearms atop its back rest to continue looking around with a curious eye as she spoke. Given that a small while had passed, he merely laughed once more while shaking his head. ”Naaaaah, nah; you’re good, you’re good~. I understand~,” he reassured her; peering over his shoulder to look over at her while speaking his part. His tail and ears twitched softly before he finally turned around and sat properly; crossing his legs comfortably and instinctively while continuing to gaze about. ”Honestly, I’m not in any place to judge about cleanliness, anyways~. I kinda leave shit scattered around my room on a normal basis anyways, sooo...yeah~. ...That, and my room is, like...hella bigger. A lot bigger. Aaand the entirety of it tends to be cluttered, so...it’s more or less worse. Woopsies~.”

He said such a thing in a casual way, even going so far as a blow a raspberry to dismiss it before his attention drifted towards other matters. Eventually, he found himself eyeing the little painting station that the girl had going on with a small degree of interest, and it was then that he remembered the picture that he’d managed to see a day or two ago. He blinked while eyeing it for a few moments more before taking care to look back towards Stephanie herself. ”Yo, though… On another note, I actually heard that you painted a bit before I came here, too,” he went on with a grin, nodding. ”I only caught a glimpse of one thing, but it was good shit, man. For real~.”

[attr="class","mouths1"]”YEET YEET, MY DUDE~!!!”

Speak of the devil, and he’ll do more than come.
He’ll arrive in a blaze of glory.
Maybe even crash through the nearest wall like the Koolaid man.

In the case of this specific man, he knew fairly well that he was late. Was he sorry that he was late? But of course! After all, he personally hated keeping people waiting- but more times than not, it was pretty hard for him not to be late to matters and meetups every so often. Wanna call him up just to chat and stuff? He may be busy with rehearsals for an upcoming show. Need a bit of advice? Tough luck, ‘cause now he’s probably going around while busting his ass off with company documents and proposal, since - yes - the boy himself does know responsibility, and actually does know the definition of productivity in the form of working efficiently for sake of readying himself for the eventual takeover of his parents’ company. Wanna take another third shot to grab his attention, thinking that the third time’s always a charm? Yeah… Yeah, if you do that, then he’ll probably get held up by a small group of people that recognized him through a disguise that he slapped together before going out- given that he took care to disguise himself to begin with.

Which...admittedly wasn’t too often for the most part.

That being said, that was pretty much the reason why he was late that time around. Long story short, he may have gotten a bit lazy with his appearances, so he really just fixed his hair up how he normally did, slapped on a hooded flannel, a pair of jeans, and a pair of dark blue shoes before heading out- though not without his favorite, black hued face mask, of course. By his own standards - and by the standards of the public eye - he looked normal, so it was easy for him to be seen and recognized. Attention was something that he enjoyed for the most part, so it explained why he enjoyed his job as a performing idol so much.

Yet...at the same time, it was also why he found it difficult to roam around sometimes.
Kinda hard to do that when people are spotting you and following you around for whatever reason, don’t you think?

Yeah. So, that was why he was late- and again, he was sorry about that, alright? For what it’s worth, he did what he needed to do as quickly as he could. Take those pictures, sign those autographs… The normal deal. He did all that as quickly as he could before continuing on his way to the arcade; pushing through the front doors and glancing around before jogging through a little bit. His ears twitched faintly while battling against the ongoing noises of the plethora of games going off around him; desperately and intently attempting to gauge the different sections that the area was divided into based on the types of games that the establishment provided. Fighter games in one area… Then the rhythm games, and all sorts of other things.

After a small while, he decided to follow his instincts and venture off towards the fighter game area- and rightfully so, too.
That was why he took it upon himself to literally jump the same person from behind as soon as he saw him walking towards the games once more.

The ‘yeet yeet’ that he screamed while doing so was pretty much coupled with a headlock, as well as a noogie.
Don’t mind his childishness.

After all, the childishness was what came natural to him- and he wouldn’t have had it any other way. At first, he started screaming some sort of incoherent nonsense as an extension of his own greeting, but not too long afterwards, Tae Seung Kyon blinked and looked upwards once he took note of the fact that the other had his own attention directed away; azure voids of his quick to catch sight of the passing images of a familiar young woman upon the television screens above. Yet again, his ears twitched in curiosity before he narrowed his eyes and grinned a little bit; loosening his headlock a faint bit for sake of leaning over the younger one’s shoulder to peer over at him.

”...Geez, Wally~. I’m late to the party by a little bit, and you’re already droolin’ over your lady love~?” he teased with a chuckle, poking him in an annoyingly repetitive manner. ”I keep tellin’ ya, bro~. If you’re that head over heels for her, you gotta do more than stare at her through the screen~.”