The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the city streets. Neon signs flickered to life, creating a lively mosaic of colors that reflected off the wet pavement. In the heart of this urban landscape, amidst the hum of traffic and distant chatter, two figures walked side by side. Ten and Yuta had been friends for what felt like an eternity, their bond forged through countless moments of laughter and shared experiences.
"Hey, Yuta, did you hear about that new cafe that just opened up?" Ten's voice carried an infectious enthusiasm, his words punctuated by his signature playful grin. He nudged Yuta shoulder with his own, drawing him out of his thoughts.
Yuta's response was a faint smile that tugged at the corners of his lips. He had always been the quiet one, content to listen and observe while Ten effortlessly commanded attention with his boisterous personality. "Yeah, I heard. People are saying the pastries there are amazing."
Ten chuckled. "Well, then it's settled. We're going there tomorrow. I can't resist a good pastry."
As they strolled down the sidewalk, their camaraderie was palpable. Ten's laughter was a constant backdrop, an anchor that grounded them in their friendship. Yuta, while reserved, had a way of expressing himself through his glances and subtle smirks that only Ten seemed to catch. They were like yin and yang, each bringing something unique to their dynamic.
Over time, though, the roles they played began to shift. Yuta, once the quiet observer, started to respond to Ten's teasing with a witty retort. It started as a whisper, a playful jab that caught Ten off guard, eliciting a genuine laugh from him. It was as if Yuta had discovered a new facet of himself, hidden beneath layers of shyness.
One evening, as the sun painted the sky in hues of pink and orange, they found themselves at a small park. They settled onto a bench, watching children play and couples take leisurely strolls.
"You know, Ten, I've been thinking," Yuta began, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Ten arched an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh really? What devious thoughts have been brewing in that quiet mind of yours?"
Yuta leaned in, his voice conspiratorial. "I think I could give you a run for your money in the insult department."
Ten burst into laughter, genuinely surprised by Yuta's declaration. "Is that so? Well, I'd love to see you try."
And try he did. Yuta's comments became more playful, his comebacks sharper, and his humor even more infectious. It was like watching a caterpillar transform into a butterfly, and Ten couldn't help but feel a swell of pride for his friend's newfound confidence.
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Stay With Me (Short One-Shots) (NCT X NCT)
Random~"Hug me Tight and Never Let me Go"~ "What if sometimes its harder to hang on then let go?"
