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The breeze that came into the window was chilly, it sent shivers down his spine when he rolled the window up finally. The last topic the two boys in the car had, was food. Even if it was something cheap, they hoped-or at least Changkyun hoped that they would bond over it.

It was always nice to receive treatment from someone, even if everyone knows you somehow. It was like a weight on your shoulders each time you looked up into the thick crowded city. Though, it didn't bother him.

"What's your favorite dish?" The male next to him, known as Kihyun, asked him a small but important question. Obviously it meant something to him for him to ask, but in his mind he wondered why that was so important as to meeting Jooheon.

It wasn't like he was trying to find a match for an arranged marriage, so why start with the small talk? He wondered to himself, a small chuckle escaping from his lips when he thought about it more and more.

Changkyun sighed quietly. "I don't know, I'll eat almost anything that's in front of me," he spoke, thinking it was a trick question to not be able to get to Jooheon by messing up what his favorite food dish was.

He parked the Camaro and took the keys out of the ignition and stepped out in one swift step. He stood tall against the yellow and black car, like he was somehow confident in himself before he stepped up onto the curb of the sidewalk to the restaurant.

Obvious, karma and god wasn't giving Changkyun any luck in impressing his friend here because his foot didn't lift up with the other foot, which he face planted into the cement, a small 'ouch' escaping through his parted lips while he laid there, too afraid to stand up and his face would be cut up.

Kihyun tried not to laugh when he saw the other fall, he couldn't help it though, "You're really trying to impress me huh?" he bent over in laughter, laughing to the point where his stomach hurt from laughing too hard. He wheezed out his last laugh before he stood up and did the humane thing, which was to help him up.

When he made his way around the car, he helped him up by pulling him up by the arm, "Are you okay?" he tried his best to stifle his laughter again, holding him up straight when he stood, staring at the small cut he received from the fall, which all laughter aside, he wiped the blood that fell from his cheek.

Changkyun frowned when the sting hit against his cut from the feeling of Kihyun's thumb against his cheek, "Yeah, I'm okay, lets just go inside." he mumbled, his cheeks flushed red from how embarrassed he was. Even if he wasn't bleeding a lot he didn't want to feel babied by Kihyun, out of all people.

Kihyun shook his head, "Nah, I'll go in and order to go while you clean the cut and get a band aid." he smiled at him, which it wasn't one of those fake smiles he would give, it was a genuine smile, like he knew Changkyun was trying his best to get something he really wanted.

While the two boys walked in to either clean up or get food, they opened the glass doors and inhaled the sweet smell of delicious food that wafted up to their nose. "Can I get a band aid?" Kihyun had asked, leaning against the counter. "I already know what I want, and its to go please," he asked, taking the band aid and handing it back to Changkyun.

He gingerly took the band aid and quickly dodged through the crowd, heading into the bathroom. He leaned against the counter and opened the band aid quickly, the scraps of paper fell into the sink while he managed to get the band aid over his cut.

Changkyun stopped being quick when someone walked out though, he bowed, following the males eyes, which his whole face was covered by a mask and bucket hat. He had seen the boy's eyes widen just a bit.

The brunette quickly went back to the band aid when he went out, putting the band aid over the cut on his cheek. He threw the trash away and walked out, his hands in his pockets as he yet again, avoided the crowd.