Mediterranean Kiss ~ Taeten

White

After changing into a pair of white jeans, a pale gold t-shirt, and a white jacket, Taeyong knocked on Johnny and Mark's door. Johnny answered it, wearing only a pair of navy shorts and his cruise ship slippers. His long fringe was tied back from his face in a little bun on the top of his head in a slightly comical fashion which made Taeyong smile.

"Hey Tae! Come in, come in." Johnny greeted him, pulling him inside the cabin by his shoulders.

Johnny and Mark's cabin looked much the same as Taeyong's. Next to the doorway on the right another door led to a small bathroom, a queen size bed dressed in deep red sheets took up half of the small cabin and a dresser and couch stood before a nice cozy balcony at the end of the rectangular shaped room.

Mark was lounging in a chair on the balcony. He flicked his head upside down over the back of the chair he was lounging in when he heard Taeyong come in and a wide smile spread across his face.

"Taeyong! Hey buddy!" Mark grinned. He got up from his seat and rested a forearm on the sliding door, leaning in through the opening.

"You look good. Where are we headed off to tonight?" Mark asked, taking note of Taeyong's themed attire.

Taeyong picked up a white shirt lying on the bed and threw it at Johnny. "We're going to watch the sunset then head down to one of the bars. Your pick tonight Mark." Taeyong grinned, knowing full well that Mark would choose one of the bars offering karaoke.

"What? No! I'm sick of Mark's singing." Johnny pouted. "I want to go somewhere chill tonight, I know, let's go to the cocktail bar!" Johnny suggested as he put on and buttoned up the white shirt.

"What? Rude! My singing is beautiful Johnny." Mark retorted. He lunged at Johnny, tackling him onto the bed with his arms around Johnny's chest.

"Argh! Get off me!" Johnny, being bigger and stronger, easily rolled Mark onto his back and pinned him to the bed. He looked over to Taeyong with a mischievous grin.

"Do me a favour Taeyong, and hold his arms for me." Johnny asked cooly.

Taeyong happily obliged, knowing what was coming next. He walked around to the opposite side of the bed and held Mark's arms against the sheets above his head. Mark's eyes flicked from Johnny to Taeyong, quickly figuring out his predicament.

"Wait, guys don't-" He was cut off as Johnny reached up under his t-shirt and began tickling him. He let out a high pitch squeal then riggled uncontrollably under Johnny, laughing and shrieking.

"Stop! Stop please! No more Johnny! Taeyong!" Mark yelled between laughing.

Taeyong relinquished his grip first and Mark quickly shoved his hands up into Johnny's hair, ripping the hair tie out so his black hair fell over his face. Distracted, Johnny pushed his hair from his face and Mark slid off the bed from under him, making his escape.

The three boys looked at each other and laughed as they caught their breath.

While Mark found a collared white t-shirt and white shorts to wear, Johnny and Taeyong tried to decide where to spend their evening on the ship. Each night their cruise ship would travel between ports, meaning they would always wake up the following morning at a new city, usually in a new country, with a full day ahead of them to explore their new destination. That meant their evenings could be spent however they liked, and the cruise ship had plenty of different activities to offer, the most favourable of which between the three of them were the bars.

"How about the Piranha Bar up on deck thirteen?" Taeyong suggested. "Good cocktails and they'll probably have some dancing later on."

Johnny looked a bit unconvinced so Taeyong grabbed his hand, pulled him up from the bed and swung him round the room in a waltz-like dance with a wide smile on his face. Johnny caved and started grinning too.

"Okay, fine. We'll do that." He agreed.

They both then looked at Mark, who shrugged his shoulders. "I'm up for anything." He seconded.