Taeyong stood up from leaning over the toilet, flushed it and washed his hands which were dripping with saliva.
It was early morning and all the boys had finished eating breakfast. Everyone excluding Doyoung and Johnny were inside the hotel room, the other two having gone shopping in the hotel shops downstairs.
Taeyong exited the bathroom and went over to the couch were he comfortably sat down and watched whatever Donghyuck and Mark were watching on the television. He silently peeked as Jaehyun slid out of his gray t-shirt into a black tank top and ruffled his brown locks.
The room door beeped before being opened, Johnny and Doyoung walking in. Ten approached the taller male, soon after a,"Johnny, what the fuck is this," leaving his mouth.
The Thai held up a pair of underwear that Johnny had purchased, the back of the underwear having a duck and the words "butt quack" plastered on it.
Johnny placed the paper bag in his grasp down,"It's butt quack." He pulled out another pair of underwear, this one being blue, and threw it at Mark,"Here, it reminded me of Canada and you."
Mark caught the cloth in his arms before unfolding the cotton to reveal a moose on the back accompanied with the words "don't moose with me".
"Uh, thanks, Johnny." Mark said before quickly folding the cloth and stuffing it in his backpack.
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"I was thinking we eat out tonight and walk around the city for a bit," Doyoung suggested to the group of boys scattered around the room.
Ten, who was laying on his stomach with his feet kicking back and forth, simply replied,"I'm down."
Johnny ran his fingers through Ten's hair before humming in agreement. Though everyone wanted to go, Taeyong, for a reason unknown to himself, didn't have much of a desire to go anywhere. Jaehyun noticed Taeyong's unenthusiastic expression and interrupted the chatter between everyone else,"Uh, me and Taeyong are probably just gonna stay here tonight."
Doyoung looked at Jaehyun and wiggled his eyebrows before the brunette cut him off with a glare.
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At this point in time, everyone else had left to go eat out, leaving Jaehyun and Taeyong the room to themselves.
Taeyong escaped the awkward atmosphere by hopping in the shower, resulting in Jaehyun playing music to cure his boredom.
Afterwards, Taeyong walked out of the bathroom dressed in a burgundy tank top and black shorts, a towel hung over his shoulders to catch the water dripping down his neck.
Jaehyun's voice intervened the silence,"Taeyong, I'm ordering room service. You want anything?"
Taeyong walked over to Jaehyun and sat across from him on the opposite bed. His grip softly took the laminated menu from Jaehyun's grip and his eyes panned the glossy page.
"The shrimp mango salad, I guess," he said before handing the menu back to Jaehyun and walking over to the window.
Jaehyun silently dialed room service on the phone, ordering then hanging up. Once he set the phone down, his eyes traveled to Taeyong's back, watching as the latter listlessly gazed out the window.
"I want to know more about you, Jaehyun," the raven abruptly stated. Taeyong turned his back, and approached the bed Jaehyun was sitting on. Though he appeared calm, his heart secretly raced.
"I want to know what you like, what you dislike, what you like to do, what you're thinking."
The situation seemed to mirror the past with the exception of certain circumstances. Nevertheless, the brunette huffed and replied,"What I like? Basketball, food, piano and you. I can't think of anything I dislike at the moment."
Taeyong's cheeks warmed up when he heard Jaehyun state "and you" yet, he kept s resting face amd continued,"Okay, the last question then. What are you thinking right now?"
Asking that was a big mistake for anyone who doesn't want to die from cardiac arrest.
The brunette began,"What I'm thinking right now?" His tapped his finger against his chin as if he was pondering about it,"I'm thinking that I really want to kiss you right now."
And that was when Taeyong broke; his heart felt as if it had just exploded and his face immediately violently blushed.
"That reminds me; have you made up your mind yet?"
The fact that Taeyong was already flustered didn't help with answering Jaehyun's question,"Um. I think I have."
Jaehyun's face seemed to glimmer with hopefulness, it was as if you could see the stars in his eyes.
"I just-... I just don't think it'll work."
Jaehyun's expression fell at those words,"Why? Is it because of my reputation. You already know I don't care-"
"No, I just think you deserve someone better. I don't think I can show my emotions clearly and I'm sure that would be irritating for anyone to be so blunt," Taeyong's voice seemed to begin to break.
"Taeyong," Jaehyun started,"what makes you think I deserve any less or more than you or shouldn't because of the way you show emotions."
Before Taeyong could open his mouth to reply, an abrupt knock and voice interrupted.
"Room service."
Jaehyun sighed before removing himself from the bed and opening the door. He took the trays from the cart and closed the door with his foot. He set the steel trays on the table and went back over to Taeyong.
"I fell in love with you because you're you, okay?" He grabbed Taeyong's wrist,"Come on, let's eat."
They ate dinner in an almost complete silence besides the sound of their forks scraping against the glass plates and the continuous sound of Taeyong's water glass being set down between every other bite.
"Jaehyun," Taeyong began, his voice slightly sounding slightly unsure,"can we try?"
The younger looked up from his empty dinner plate and into Taeyong's shaking pupils,"You're sure? You don't feel forced or anything?"
Taeyong set his fork down on the plate, he roughly swallowed before a soft smile crept on his face,"I'm sure."
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