last summer // johndo

6

The night light reflected in Doyoung's speechless eyes as he was being dragged by someone that he never thought he would agree with going out to God knows where. He felt like Johnny was going to murder him in some corner, which then would be an unsolved case and his death would be dreadful as no one could grant him justice since the justice system is rigid and flawed— He hesitated at first but the taller was just so intimidating with his height and auburn hair that he had no other choice but change into new clothes once again.

Now that he was here, along with his arch enemy infront of the unknown but breathtaking sight of the city. He'd briefly forgotten about Taeyong and Jungwoo and all that happened at the beach. The soft winds were welcoming the humid atmosphere, it was as if the city was living a second life which was almost the opposite of what he saw in the morning.

Warm lights graced walls and tall rods stood with might that are used to hold up the patios, people: locals and tourists filled the streets and diners. Flamenco music blared in each corner of the street, it felt full but not suffocating. Colours of bright effects where used as banners, graffiti and art on the streets. The clouds grew in full bloom and so was the moon. The dancers wore colors of passion: red and black while they danced to the tunes, Doyoung wanted to live as so freely like ethe city did.

"Doyoung!", called the taller boy who now was one lamppost away from him, his lost consciousness made him stay frozen as Johnny walked towards the taxi.

The ebony haired boy walks in a fast pace towards Johnny who has the yellow door opened for him or so he thought. Doyoung looks at Johnny with a raised eyebrow, but Johnny then turns the tables and gets in himself, closing the door behind him, leaving the ebony haired boy on the sidewalk. Doyoung rolled his eyes so hard that he swore he saw his brain, while he went around the car to enter it from the other side.

They was awkward silence, Johnny was looking forward as the taxi driver took them where he told. Doyoung was looking outside, the sounds of people and music still was faintly heard against the loud blaring of the air conditioning.

"Are you gonna take me to a place in the woods and kill me? Spill, Suh. Where are we going? Because this is very late at night and I swear-", Doyoung's uprising was shunned by Johnny simple but unsatisfying reply.

"You talk too much."

The taxi stopped infront of a line of stores, some familiar and some unknown to Doyoung's memory. Johnny got out after paying the driver and so did the ebony haired boy, who followed direction of the Johnny's legs.

"Seven-Eleven?", exhaled Doyoung as the censors opened the glass doors for the pair to walk in. He muttered a soft 'are you kidding me?' That Johnny couldn't hear.

What calmed both of them the most was that there were about two to three more customers already there and so they'll probably not be heard bickering like children in front of a larger crowd if it ever happens

"Pick whatever you like", spoke the red haired boy standing in front of an aisle of snacks of various types. He smiled at Doyoung who was standing with crossed arms, this made his smile fade away.

"Really?", asked Doyoung looking up at Johnny.

Johnny sighed and spoke like her was pulling a card that wasn't a plus four."So you don't want to get anything? Okay then we'll just-", The shorter male stopped the red haired from completing his sentence.

"Heyyyy I never said no", Doyoung stretched some of his words when he spoke making it sound like he was almost whining like a four year old with a pout.

Johnny stood and watched the younger hop around picking up things he liked and examining new items that he wanted to try. He taps his foot on the ground while scrolling through his Twitter feed as he holds a bag of chips that he's found of for himself, waiting for Doyoung's little 'exploration of snacks that give bad diarrhea' trip to get over. After a while Doyoung returned with two bags of snacks flavoured seaweed and sour cream respectively.