"Okay." (Bbangnyu) ☑️

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They landed in Taipei after a short 2 hour flight and were on their way to the resort they would be staying at. Younghoon's family had rented out an estate with a few large villas to house the various guests who would be flying out to celebrate Jangmi's birthday.

When they arrived, Chanhee was once again shocked by the rich lifestyle which these people seemed to think was normal. The villas which they were staying in was more like a mansion in his opinion, and overlooked a large outdoor pool, like the size you would find in a leisure center.

"They booked all of this for a birthday party?" Chanhee asked Younghoon.

"Yup. It's quite tame as far as our celebrations go. You should see the weddings. When my cousin got married they rented a whole private island."

"A whole island?!"

"Mhm." Younghoon replied nonchalantly.

Since the day of Jangmi's birthday was the following day, not all of the guests had arrived yet, and so a small dinner was prepared for the people who had already arrived.

It was quite boring, Chanhee thought, sitting there listening to the conversations of Younghoon's mother and her friends and family, and the food portions were those weird tiny ones that you would see in fancy restaurants which cost a fortune.

Younghoon winked at Chanhee from across the table.

Chanhee looked at him inquisitively.

Younghoon gestured his head to the side, signalling that they should leave. Chanhee looked over at Mrs. Kim and her friends and saw that they weren't paying them any attention.

Younghoon discreetly got up from the table, and Chanhee followed after him.

"What are we doing?" Chanhee asked.

"Going to get some proper food."

Younghoon looked at Chanhee.

"You should go change out of that dress, I like the real you better. I know where our room is."

Chanhee blushed.

"What if someone sees me?"

"They won't if we hurry up, they're all at dinner."

So they went up to the room that they had been allocated, and found their luggage already brought there for them. Chanhee took off his wig and changed into shorts and a t-shirt whilst Younghoon waited for him outside.

"Coast is clear." Younghoon joked, when Chanhee appeared at the door.

They left the villa through a side door and took a taxi to a restaurant that Younghoon had in mind.

They walked over to the brightly lit building and the warmth that radiated from it felt extremely welcoming as they entered through the door under the neon sign.

The atmosphere inside gave the impression of a lively establishment, bustling with customers eating and talking freely, but as they were led further back the noise gave way to a slightly emptier section, which Chanhee was grateful for.

They were seated in a quiet corner at a table covered with a cream tablecloth, it was small but the simple vase containing a single red rose placed next to the condiments added a pleasant touch. The waitress came quickly to take their order, and Chanhee was surprised to find that Younghoon spoke Chinese perfectly.

Their food arrived quickly and it didn’t take long for Chanhee to understand Younghoon’s passion for the unassuming restaurant. The simple meals were cooked and flavoured perfectly. He glanced at Younghoon’s plate to see him already two-thirds into his meal, but as he was eating his fork accidentally flicked a piece of beef across the table. It hit Chanhee’s chest and bounced onto the floor, and he tried to stifle hia laughter as he looked up to see the panic on his face.