“I’m sorry, I’m sorry – I’ll calm down, promise,” Daul wheezed in between laughs. Whatever had him in a fit was probably not that funny, but at the moment he was just laughing at the fact that he was laughing so much.
“what, you’ve never seen a bolt of fabric before?” taesuk huffed, crouching towards the ground to start to wind it back up and trying not to let the younger man see him be more embarrassed that he actually was annoyed by the laughter. tae knew it was his own fault from thinking he could rush down the stairs with everything in his hands rather than taking multiple trips and instead wound up dropping the fabric he needed and watching it unroll as it bounced down the hall like it was straight out of a cartoon.













