Hotel Roommates // Yutae Fan Fic

Chapter Fifteen

A/N: Whoa! 500 views in 2 weeks. So happy. I loved writing so many parts of this chapter guys...🙊This chapter wasn't supposed to be naughty but it is so....lol. 😅 Dreamies, please skip the section between the ** stars **.

A/N 2: OK so if you've watched NCT Life: Osaka, you'll see some similarities. I changed a bit to make it my own though. Please watch it if you can. Also, please keep reading, sharing and commenting! Kamsamnida ✌

Yuta:

Filming started as soon as we got into the car the next morning. Taeyong was the first one in the car and he pulled a funny face in front of the camera attached to the back door panels.

"From now until they stop filming we can't fart." He said loudly. The staff member in the front seat holding the non-stationary camera snickered and Mr Lee who got in the front to drive, coughed into his hand. For him that was like a belly laugh though.

"We don't fart." I said with a smirk, clipping on the seat belt.

"You fart all the time." He scoffed.

"When was the last time I farted?!" I asked him.

"Yesterday." He said with such a straight face that I laughed.

"What lies!" I said. I really hadn't and I knew he was playing with me. "You're going to edit that out, right?" I leaned forward to ask the camera man. He kept quiet and Taeyong giggled.

We were on the way to our first location for the day. Osaka castle. I'd been there a few times with my father when I was a kid to play soccer in the parks there. It was winter time now so there would be no cherry blossoms though. Thinking of my father made me remember I hadn't called my mom yet.

"Ah! Omma!" I lifted my hips off the seat to pull out my phone from my back pocket and sat back down with a huff.

"When was the last time you called her?" Taeyong asked.

"Mmmm when I called her at the dorm?" I said dialing. I didn't keep my families phone numbers in my phone because crazy fans were crazy smart these days and could hack your phone easily.

"Really? I spoke to her the day before yesterday." He said, sounding smug. I paused with my finger over the call button.

"Why are you trying to make me look like a bad son?" I asked and pressed call. I put the phone on speaker for the cameras and leaned back in my seat. She answered after a few rings.

"Yobuse....ah." I paused and shook my head. I spoke Korean so much lately it was difficult to switch back. "Moshi moshi." I tried again.

"Yuta?" My mom called out.

"Yeah, it's me. I called to tell you we're in Osaka today. We're filming near Namba." I passed the phone to Taeyong and reached inside my backpack quick so I could pull out the schedule.

"You're here already? Are you filming already?"

"Yep. Your voice is on camera right now." I said and she gasped.

"Why didn't you say so?"

"Okaasan, ohaiyo." Taeyong said into the phone.

"Ah, Taeyong-ah, is that you?"

"Yes, it's me. How are you?"

"I'm good, I'm good. Just old. Will you boys come visit me later?"

"I'll try, mom." I said as I finally found the paper and pulled it out with a snap. "I'm taking Taeyong to see the castle today." His head snapped in my direction.