[01:27pm]

“And over here is the famous Amber Room of Catherine Palace, known throughout the world for its…”

Everything else Doyoung said faded into what seemed to be muffled tones as you just stared at him, mesmerized with his enthusiasm for the places you were visiting, and the excitement radiating in his bright eyes. Being him, he would have done his research before the trip.

It was your dream to visit the Russian palaces in St. Petersburg being a er for the royal tragedy that was the Romanovs, but you couldn’t pay attention to anything with Doyoung showing you around, making you imagine things in a haze of pink, stars and bird song. You’ve pretty much zoned out, wanting nothing but to just look at him.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” he asked you, leveling his face to yours. “You’re all red, too. Are you running a fever?”

Slowly, you shook your head in response, still in a daze and not able to help the grin swathed on your face. “I’m just enjoying the beautiful view in front of me.”

“What - you’re not even…” He noticed that you were looking at him then, the realization of what you meant, dawning onto him in the form of a rosy hue staining his cheeks. “Oh.”

You bit your lower lip, suppressing a smile as you turned your attention to the ornate mirror reflecting the both of you. You chuckled nervously, meeting his eyes through the reflection.

“There it is again.”