stereotypes ; hyungwonho

II

" oh? so we meet again, do we? " wonho greeted hyungwon gleefully, as he perched himself on the the only free seat on the train. he slung his dark and worn-out backpack on the floor by his feet, sitting back comfortably for the ride ahead.

" haha, i guess so, " hyungwon replied sheepishly, a slight blush working it's way to a rather vivid scarlet colour, trying to remain as natural and as fluid as he could in the conversation; though wonho could easily see his lack of skill when it came to communication.

" what are you drawing? "

" whoever's on this train, i guess. i like to draw from life, it's more enjoyable. " hyungwon explained, growing ever so comfortable with everything, tucking a loose stand of hair behind his ear. wonho could only sit and admire the passion he could see radiating from the latter.

" ahh, i see, " wonho beamed, " would you like to draw me? " he giggled, his smile dragging from either ear and his boisterously beautiful laugh filling the train cart, " i'm way more interesting than everyone else on this train! " he smiled once more, posing in the the stupidest ways hyungwon had ever seen. it was so incredibly endearing to see how pure and how sociable wonho was. he truly is so much more interesting than anyone else.

" sure. "