“Well.. if you know Seoul well enough, I live in an apartment building not too far from here. Maybe another ten minutes or so.” He added, not exactly sure why he felt the need to justify what exactly he was doing down this road. He had taken it many times before and had yet to come across anyone, or well anyone who bothered to initiate a conversation with him. Although in the same sense, he didn’t exactly mind the company. Taemin flicked his hair out of his eyes to get a better look as he inched closer, not bothering to comment on the oddness of him anymore. “Your name is Taemin too? Strange coincidence.” He said, a small smile forming on his lips. He ran the name ‘Francesco’ through his head a few times, afraid he might pronounce it wrong. “France..sco? Yes? That’s a foreign name, isn’t it? Can I ask where you’re from?"
At he other’s words he tilted his head, leaning it to the side as his gaze slid in the direction he guessed his home to be. A lot had changed, since he last lived in Seoul—perhaps more than what people would expect. Yet it was still Seoul, and at least he was starting to get a grip of directions. "I do not know the building you speak of but I understand”, he concluded softly, blinking his eyes lazily before he forced them into focus again, looking back to the other man. “I would wonder if we were related if I didn’t think that would be like wondering if a butterfly is related to a bird”, he mused out, before an impish hint of a grin played over his lips. “You may. I have lived in London, where I took this name. Some took great delight in calling me Fran because of it—I’m sure you understand why it would seem funny to them.” By the amusement dancing over his features, it did not seem to bother him, but merely amuse.
