Yukwon tugs at the jacket, helping to straighten it on Jaehyo's shoulders while admiring the way it sits on his frame. He doesn't realize Jaehyo is staring back until an assistant pokes her head in and shocks the two apart, their eyes connecting for a second before they hop to action. Jaehyo checks his belt one last time as he walks out, though, really, it's just an excuse to glance at Yukwon.

They don't see each other again until later. Yukwon finds Jaehyo sitting by himself and watches him for a second before approaching. He has an almost pensive air about him, body relaxed but with a proud sort of reservation as well, feet placed firmly on the ground, phone resting perfectly in his hand, on his thigh, shoulders straight and squared. Handsome, is the word Yukwon is looking for.

Yukwon thinks, for a second, what if he's thinking about me? He has to physically shake his head to clear that simple question away.

"Hey, stranger. What's on your mind?" Yukwon says this as he takes a seat next to Jaehyo, whose eyes continue gazing blankly forward despite their focus being rapt on the younger guy. He sighs and slumps slightly before answering.

"Wondering what the wi-fi password could be." It's Yukwon's turn to sigh. He should have guessed.

It's Jaehyo's turn to watch. He sees the way the younger boy deflates, all the air, all the gusto, knocked out of him, before shrugging in the smallest way, dismissing it , clearing his shoulders of the weight they carried.

"What's on your mind?" Yukwon straightens up, a little surprised by his acuity. Their eyes meet again.

"You look like a prince." He can't help but blurt it out, with Jaehyo looking straight into him, so close. He only regrets it until Jaehyo pulls away to laugh. Even that he does in a princely way, hiding his mouth behind his hand and letting his eyes glitter brightly.

"Think so?" Jaehyo's eyes are on him again, tilting his head just a little bit to the side. Yukwon shrugs, nods, and can't stop the easy grin that spreads on his face.

Jaehyo's hand on his cheek widens that grin and his lips close enough to his ear to feel the warmth of them encourages his eyes to gently close, but it's what Jaehyo whispers into that ear that makes his face hurt and his stomach turn from the impossible magnitude of perfection.

"Want to be my princess?"