soft boy

“Aw, jeez. I guess lunch is on me, then.” He pretends to be disappointed, sadly patting the wallet in his coat pocket like he’s saying goodbye to an old friend. His expression gives way to a wry smile, and he shoves his hands into his pockets as he turns his head to glance at the other. “Lonely and alone are very different things. But thank you for doing me such a kind favor, Prince.” 

He tongues his cheek with a pleased chortle, a skip infecting his step like he’s having too much fun for an early Wednesday afternoon. It takes but a few minutes to arrive in front of the hotel, and Taehyung walks in, immediately heading for the elevator, only stopping to high-five one of the bellhops scooting by. He presses the button for the elevator, rubbing the toe of his dirty shoe against the ground as they wait. “They have a great hanwoo steak here, you know. Always wanted to try their afternoon tea, but it’s only from two to five or something. Bummer, huh?”

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“A long shot?” Taehyung eyes the other with the same scrutinizing look before breaking out into an amused smile. His brow quirks upwards, arms stretching out so his sleeve inches up to reveal his Rolex Datejust 41, taking extra care to make sure it’s plenty visible. “Definitely a long shot. My high school didn’t even have a cafeteria. Can you imagine?” 

“HA!” He covers his mouth just a second too late, this time showing off his watch a little less than humbly. His eyes crinkle with amusement, and he shimmies his shoulders teasingly. “This nose is all me. Hashtag, BLESSED. Booyah.”