Styled hair?

Check.

Nice clothing?

Check.

Wallet?

Check.

Keys to home with that Rilakkuma key chain so that when you come back to your house you don't accidentally lock yourself out until your parents comeback at midnight from their honeymoon?

Check.

Changjo sighed in relief but he continued to fidget because he has been doing that for over ten minutes now and it basically felt like a habit now.

He honestly couldn't believe that he finally asked Niel out [after two and a half months of staring]... Well, after Chunji kept pressuring to do so after a week of finally getting comfortable with Niel [but we can't really say vice-versa].

And now here he was, sitting by the pond and waiting for said date.

"Mommy look at the ducks go after that bread!" to which Changjo looks up to see a piece of bread floating on the water before he saw a giant flock of ducks fly and swim all over the place.

By the way, by 'giant flock' he means they all stormed into the pond and splashed water all over the place and therefore drenching him in what was probably a gallon or two of pond water. He was purely flabbergasted at what the heck just happened in that few three seconds of thinking.

"Chang- OMO WHAT HAPPENED?!" talk about timing when Niel just finds him soaking wet with a giant flock of duck butts crowding around a piece of bread.

"Life... Life happened..." if he looks terrified to death then there might be the possibilty that he is officially scarred by a duck mob.

Niel sighs before pulling up Changjo and dragging him to a certain direction that he was unfamiliar with. He manages to stutter out in confusion, "Uh, where are we going?" and makes a mental note to not where denim, especially near an area full of water.

"My house. I live closeby and since you're soaking wet and smell a bit like fish we should probably get you cleaned up," Niel sighed, continuing to drag the younger and stopping at a two story house.

"You weren't kidding when you said you lived closeby," Changjo murmurs in an absentminded way as Niel unlocks the front door.

"For now just head upstairs and the bathroom is the second room to your left. Try to keep the water on the floor minimal," Niel pointed.

"Okay..." Changjo follows the intructions and heads upstairs, stopping every once in a while to stare at a family portrait hung in the hallway. He finally reaches the bathroom and at least takes off his jacket and undershirt, noticing that there were a variety of soap and shampoo scents.

He picks up one of the many bottles and sniffs it, recognizing the familiar scent. He couldn't help but smile before he hears the door open and turns around to see Niel with a pile of dry clothes and a basket.

"Here are some-" Niel pauses and blushes a bright red before shouting, "Why didn't you lock the door?!"

"Because we're both guys...?" Changjo felt clueless as to why the other was burning a bright red before his face was met with a pile of dry clothes.

"IT DOESN'T APPLY TO GUYS WHO AREN'T STRAIGHT!" and the door slammed shut.

Changjo couldn't help but blink in a clueless way before he picks up the pile of dry clothes.

Niel groans into his hands as his back slowly slides down the bathroom door until he was sitting on the floor.

Why did he agree to this? Because he thought it would be a harmless, innocent date. Honestly, if he had known that it would end up like this he would have backed out but imagining a pouty Changjo was cute would make him feel guilty.

He sighed before getting up to go get a mop to wipe the trail of water before one of them went and slipped on it and caused a cliché scene to happen.

Because he absolutely did not want that to happen.

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

And Niel couldn't help but chuck the mop at the ground for thinking of such a thing before curling up into an armadillo on the floor. He honestly felt like such an idiot right now and just wished for the world to swallow him up like how those ducks swallowed up the bread.

... On second thought, he didn't want to be mobbed by a giant flock of ducks, so let's just go with hibernate under his blanket.

He feels a poke on the top of his head, making him look up to see a crouched down Changjo in some plain, at-home clothing, "Do you still want to catch a movie or...?"

"I'd rather just stay at my house and watch whatever's on TV instead of facing the world right now, besides, my parents won't be home for three more hours..." Niel sighed for the nth time that day.

"That's fine with me... do you need help getting up?" Niel nods a small nod before he feels Changjo pick him up bridal style.

... On third thought, maybe that mob of ducks wouldn't be so bad.

Once he feels Changjo settle him in the corner of the couch by the armrest- well- he continued to cover his bright red face. He feels a tug at his arm, making him pull his hand away a centimeter or two before looking over to the younger's worried gaze.

"Are you okay?" Changjo asked, tilting his head a bit (and wow this was unfair to his heart).

"I'm... I'm fine..." Niel tried to take a steady deep breath.

There was an almost unbearable moment of silence as Changjo messed with the remote to see what shows were on before Niel suddenly asks, "Do you... ever get jealous?" and man he did not expect for that to slip through his mouth.

"Of course I do..." Changjo pouts, "Your friends have college with you, Chunji is comfortable talking with you, heck, I even get jealous of your laptop sometimes because you always sing to it to record it."

"Really...?" Niel couldn't help but gape, although he couldn't help but feel undeniably happy that Changjo wasn't the only one feeling possessive sometimes.

"Yes. Definitely. Absolutely." Changjo smiles a small smile.

"I... I get jealous sometimes too... especially with the female customers that always stare at you dreamily and secretly write their phone numbers onto their signed reciepts..." Niel confessed.

"Wait, they did that?"

"Only you of all people wouldn't notice..."

"I'm sorry, you're asking the same waiter who only pays attention to one college boy for the past two and a half months," Changjo sheepishly grins, successfully making Niel feel flustered again.

"... I liked you better when you were admiring me from a distance," he couldn't help but pout in annoyance this time, ignoring how that made Changjo panic. Niel scoots over a bit before laying his head on the other's shoulder, feeling how the latter went rather rigid.

Niel looks up to see the familiar sight of a bright red Changjo looking at the opposite direction and couldn't help but smile to himself. The other hasn't grown completely comfortable, neither does it seem like habits die easily.

"Did you use my shampoo?"

"H-Huh?! O-Oh! Ah- um- y-yes... D...Do you m-mind...?"

He chuckles at the familiar stuttering, "Nah, it's fine... and relax, I don't want you exploding out of embarrassment right now..." He wonders a bit if this is how their relationship will go, where his own embarrassment is rather violent and Changjo's embarrassment is rather clumsy.

Changjo takes a steady deep breath before slowly laying the side of his head onto Niel's.

It was... nice. He wouldn't mind getting use to this.