“A-are you – do you – I mean, what are you doing here?” Ah, the owner’s son. Kim Jun…Men? Mean? Meyeon? He couldn’t quite remember his name exactly but he’s placing his bet on Kim Junmen. His gut feelings tell him that it’s right. Seeing that Jongdae was not giving a response any time soon, Junmyeon tries again. “Are you hungry?” As if on instinct, Jongdae’s stomach lets out the loudest growl he’s heard for the entire week and even he’s shocked. “We don’t usually do this but… you know, I don’t feel too good if I don’t help you. It’s chilly out here and besides, we could spare some soup for you. Would you like to come inside?” Jongdae stared at the older unblinklingly, mouth open wide. “I.. I – er..” “Come on,” Junmyeon lets out a laugh, crinkling his nose. “I don’t bite I promise.” It was then when Jongdae snorts, standing up to dust himself off. “I’ll take the offer.”
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