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Jun looks over at Minghao, smiling softly. His presence made him happier for some reason, chuckling under his breath.

"What's funny?" Minghao asks, surprising Jun a little bit.

"N-Nothing." He replies, nodding his head quickly up and down. Minghao just shrugs and clings onto Juns arm tighter, leaning into him slightly.

"How are you so warm?" Jun asks, scrunching his eyebrows together.

Minghao laughs, "I'm not sure, I must be a radiator."

Both boys then walk in silence. It wasn't an awkward silence, but a comfortable one.

After a while, they reach the bus stop and wait for the bus to arrive, messing around with each other.

The bus finally arrives and they step onto it, paying for their tickets and finding some vacant seats. They find some right at the back in the corner, so they sit there, Minghao in the window seat and Jun next to the aisle.

They continue talking quietly to avoid disturbing the other people on the bus, who were either on the phone or staring into space.

"Next stop: Town." The bus driver announces, cutting Minghao and Jun from their conversation. Both of the boys rush off of the bus, Jun holding Minghao by the hand.

"So, where's this sushi place you were on about?" Minghao questions Jun, "And aren't you scared that you're not covered up? Someone will be bound to recognise you."

"The sushis place is just there." He says, pointing far away to his left, "And I don't mind. There's hardly any people here any ways."

Minghao just nods as Jun continues to pull him along the sidewalk towards the sushi shop. They enter and are whacked in the face with hot air, making them shiver in delight.

A young waitress comes over and smiles at the boys, "Just the two?"

Jun nods, "Yes, please."

The waitress has an anxious look on her face and looks like she's going to burst. Minghao rolls his eyes, knowing that she knew who Jun was. Her eyes then cross in Minghao's direction, a dull expression then replacing her once excited one.

She then leads them both to a booth next to the conveyor belt, where the sushi passes them. They both get comfortable, on opposite sides of each other, looking at one another right in the eyes.

They laugh and begin picking food off of the conveyor belt, eating it while joking around.

After 30 minutes or so of eating and chatting, a silence forms.

Jun decides to speak up, "Minghao?"

Minghao's head snaps up at the sound of his name, "Yes?"

"I have a confession to make..."

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