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"What's going on?", Changbin asked in an amused voice, stopping in his tracks upon seeing Chan and Minho, the two standing next to the elevator conversing with Jeongin who jogged up to them from one of the hotel corridors.
Minho grinned at Changbin as he said, "Just going out to hang with the locals, you know? This city never sleeps.". Chan nodded along, meeting eyes with Changbin for a moment before turning to Jeongin opposite to him, saying just as the elevator arrived,
"So? Coming or...?", he asked with raised brows, placing a palm on the elevator frame to prevent it from closing as Lee Know sauntered inside. "What about you, Bin?", Chan continued with hope brightening his tone, only to see Changbin shake his head no.
"No thanks, I'm going to go have food with Seungmin, have fun though!", Changbin dismissed, passing Jeongin with a friendly pat on the arm while smiling at the disappointed groan coming from Minho.
Jeongin stared at Changbin walking away, rubbing his neck nervously before finally giving Chan and Lee Know an answer,
"I'm good hyung, you were right before...I'm kinda tired. It's really late and...yeah.", Jeongin explained, smiling assuredly.
Chan shrugged and Minho whined in complaint, "Okay, finally! Please, let's go already.", while tugging at the older's shirt. Chan sighed, nodding, and so the elevator's doors closed, leaving Jeongin standing in the hotel corridor, his smile quickly fading to be replaced by a complicated expression.
Changbin had disappeared behind a wall into the hallway, turning toward Seungmin's room. Jeongin was considering following him, though he realized he had no idea what he was going to do next.
He was a little paralyzed at the thought, already feeling his ears and face flush pink. He felt ridiculous, thinking his feelings towards Changbin were getting a little out of hand.
Slowly tracing Changbin's steps, with a head full of regretful thoughts and plain jealousy, Jeongin aimlessly gave into his impulse, making the turn towards the hallway where Sengmin's room was, with no real intention to do anything confrontational like knock on his door.
Maybe he'd hear something, not that he'd ever admit to getting off to his hyung's carelessly loud sounds coming from other rooms, pressed up against treacherous walls not leaving much to the imagination.
