Yuta and Taeyong were awkwardly walking together. It's Yuta's fault for stumbling on the rock that he didn't see and Taeyong awkwardly catching him by his waist. Yuta blushed so hard after feeling his touch but shrugged it off as he stands up, fixed his clothes and cleared his throat. Taeyong just smiled and continued walking on their way home.

"So.. why are you here in Korea, anyway?" Taeyong broke the silence that made Yuta looked up to meet his eyes. He couldn't help but to stare a little and answer his question with a butterfly on his stomach. "My family transferred from Osaka to here in Seoul due to business. We're already in our 2nd year here in Seoul but I just started to go to school after learning the Korean language."

"Well, two years isn't enough to be fluent in Korean. You're pretty good." Taeyong praised making Yuta go all red again. He tried to hide his blush and it didn't go unnoticed by Taeyong. "What I'm saying is true. You look like a Korean." He added, teasing Yuta with all his might.

"Well, I do love Seoul a lot. During those two years, I spend my free days in touring Seoul. I went to Namsan, Gangnam, Bukchon Hanok, Myeongdon and many more places." Yuta boasts making Taeyong gasps in response.

"Even I, a Seoul kid, haven't been in Namsan or in Bukchon Hanok. You're incredible." Taeyong exclaimed.

"My sister knew a lot about Seoul. I just tag along with her."

"You have a sister?" Taeyong asked and Yuta nodded. "I actually have two. A noona and a dongsaeng."

"So, you're a middle child?" Yuta smiled as an answer. Taeyong took note on the new information that he learned from him.

"Well, I also have a sister but she's married now and has a daughter." Taeyong shared and this got Yuta's interests. "My niece is three years old. She's pretty cute." Taeyong added, remembering his baby Miyeon, asking him to ride on his back. He didn't got enough time to visit them due to his busy school schedules.

Time flies so fast that they had reached Yuta's apartment. Taeyong insisted to walk him inside the apartment but Yuta is too shy, told Taeyong that he should head home now since it's too late. The two bid each other good bye with Yuta squealing behind the elevator door.

"Hyung, is it okay for you to help me with this?" Doyoung take a look at the picture that Jaehyun is showing him and was surprised to see Jaehyun wearing a tux, looking so handsome. "What's with that?"

"I had this tux when Taeyong hyung's sister got married. Since this tux is too old, I think I need to re-fit it." Doyoung's teeth gritted when he heard the forbidden boy's name again from his crush's mouth. He covered his annoyed expression with a smile and took his phone again and sent a copy on his own phone. 

"I'll try my best to see a good tailor near my place. I can accompany you there. Is that okay?" Jaehyun couldn't help but to smile widely and cutely dance a little. Doyoung swore he wanted to pinch his crush's chubby cheeks... if it wasn't because of his cowardness.

The two went silent and focused theirselves in watching last year's pageant for Jaehyun's reference. It was Doyoung who took this video before and he was so glad that he still have the copy for Jaehyun to watch.

"You think that I need to do that also?" Jaehyun asked the bunny looking man beside him. Doyoung smiled at the thought of Jaehyun, half , flexing his muscles in front of the audience. That would be so hot. Doyoung thought and smiled wider again. Jaehyun, on the other hand, caught the older in day dreaming that he snapped his fingers to wake him up.

"Hyung? Are you with me?" Doyoung's face heat up from embarassment and shook his head to hide it. "We-uhm... Well, you can have your own pose if you want to. You don't need to imitate them." He said, his face is still red from embarassment.

"Can you help me with that? I want to know if my poses are bad or good." Doyoung couldn't say no to this.

When they're done watching, Jaehyun shifted his eyes to watch Doyoung fixing his camera. He poked the bunny looking man's cheek and grinned cutely. Doyoung blushed at his actions so he t