The junior of the two gently picks up his coffee with both hands, taking a small sip (and still burning his tongue a little) whilst wide eyes stare at Jongdae sitting across from him. “Like what, hyung?” He murmurs with the rim of the mug still against his lips.
First of all, he wasn’t even aware of just how he had just straight up cursed, in front of a junior. What kind of sunbae that would make him, at the end of the day? Not really sure of how to explain it, in the first place, Jongdae just seemed to stutter for the meantime as his eyes widened, over at the younger male. “Hm..--- how to explain this, in the first place, hm?”