Daehyun inhaled the evening city air as he stepped out the train station, his duffle bag full of a few days of clothing and other necessary items was hanging from his shoulder and he pulled his blazer tighter around his body as the cold air sweep passed him. He studied the unfamiliar busy streets of Seoul; watching people bustled among the congested streets before he was startled when someone grabbed his elbow.
“Dude, are you okay?” He recognized that voice to be one out of four of his classmates who he was travelling with from Busan to his current location; a good looking young man around his age with short spiky brown hair, sharp small eyes, and a tall average frame. “We are all off the train and are ready to book into the hotel. We need to get as much rest as we could before tomorrow.”
Daehyun chuckled as he nodded, “Yeah, I’m just taking it all in. Let’s go. It’s getting cold.” Daehyun followed the other four, one hand reaching into the pocket of his tight jeans, digging out his cell phone to leave type a message to someone.
To: Youngjae Babo <3
Message: I’m here baby, just reached Seoul. I can’t wait to see you in person tomorrow.
Just as when he was about to slip the phone back into his pocket, the familiar ring tone for Youngjae was heard and the phone vibrated in his hand. He grinned as he immediately opened the message to read.
From: Youngjae Babo <3
Message: Must we wait until tomorrow? Why can’t we meet today? ;(
“Daehyun, be careful!” The familiar voice of his classmate was heard before strong hands gripped his arm, pulling him back roughly, causing him to stumble against the guy. The high speed sound of a car zoomed right by and Daehyun looked around at his surrounding, noticing the bewildered stares of the bystanders around him before looking at the face of the other.
“W-what happened?” Daehyun muttered as he straighten himself up, pulling his duffle bag back where it was, and was thankful that the phone was still in his hand after what had happened.
“You nearly got run over at the traffic light because you were too busy with your phone. We are in a city now, you need to be more careful of where you’re going, Daehyun.” The other’s tone was sharp, and Daehyun felt his cheeks flushing at being scolded in the public. However, he just nodded and muttered his thanks, following behind the others as they walked to the nearest hotel to the train station, holding on his phone with the silent promise of immediately replying to the boy once they were safely booked into the hotel.
Warm heated air blew at him as he entered the hotel lobby, his body basking in the warmth that was freely available to him. The process of checking in was a blur to Daehyun because he was already focused on answering his boyfriend, his thumbs moving rapidly on the screen to get his message sent out quickly.
To: Youngjae Babo <3
Message: You want to meet up now? I just booked into the hotel.
“Daehyun! Stop focusing so much on your phone and hurry! I wanna leave my things behind and go get some food to eat!”
Daehyun looked up to see that that his four classmates were already at the elevator lobby, waiting for the elevator. Immediately, he smiled at them and ran after them, reaching just in time when the elevator door opened itself to allow its occupants out and letting new ones in. All of the five boys squeezed into one corner of the elevator as the space becoming quickly smaller as more people board it. Upon reaching their level, they pushed their way through the crowded box and walked down the long, simply decorated hallway to their shared room. Once they have located their room, their hyung of the group, a tall average looking joe with shoulder length brown hair, big eyes and a dimple smile, opened the door, and all rushed in, immediately dropping their bags at any available space of the room, and jumped on the beds. Daehyun was the last one to enter as his eyes scanned the room properly; there were two queen size bed and a couch in the room. A television was sitting in a big wooden elegant displace with a DVD player and game console connected in front of the couch in the middle of the room, and off to the side was the small fridge. Connected on the left, a few feet from the main door was the big simple bathroom that consist a sink, toilet bowl and a shower with their hotel signature toiletries. He looked back at the other four grinning boys; two boys were lying on the each bed.
