Jonghyun pauses, waiting for the other man to interject with some comment or opinion that he’ll happily listen to. However, there isn’t one. Silence follows instead, and the amnesiac has to blink a few times. Is something wrong with him? Did he say something to offend him? Unfocused eyes blink at the other, and he reaches forward to find Key’s face carefully. “...Wait, are you puckering your lips?” he asks, thumbs carefully pressing against the soft skin. “Not fair, I couldn’t see that... Did you forget?”

      “... You smell really nice!” Wait, what? “Really, what do you use? I’d like to try it out.” Jonghyun, what are you doing?

      He smiles softly and nods his head, “Sounds fun enough, although... I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing, Minwoo.” Jonghyun chuckles.