There was a heavy silence that hung in the air as the two men held their secret thoughts within their minds. Jonghyun was now intently gazing back at Taemin, something he couldn’t help but do as the moments continued to pass by. It suddenly dawned on him that he didn’t know very much about the person sitting in front of him. Well, he didn’t know much besides the fact that he was immensely handsome and curiously mysterious. His fingers continued to drum on the table as he sipped at his water, eyes now flickering to glance at the other’s water and the way he merely inspected it. Curious.
Wrinkling his nose a little, Jonghyun couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. “I should solve the riddles?” He repeated quietly, “What if I don’t like what’s beneath them though….” His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he suddenly thought more deeply about this, “What if what’s waiting for me behind the words is what I don’t want to hear. What if it’s something I can’t handle right now.” Even as he spoke the words, he knew what was heading straight for him — another riddle. Another mixture of words no doubt telling him that whether he wants to hear it or not he should face things. That’s what he guessed from Taemin and he wondered if maybe he was slowly, ever so slowly, figuring out the other’s personality.
It was interesting what fate had in store for a person, Jonghyun thought, how a meeting between two strangers could become so… uncommon. So unrehearsed. No talk of the weather or how the day was, it was refreshing and Jonghyun couldn’t help but absorb the moments he had with Taemin. It had been his life for a long time to master small talk but the more he conversed with the other, the more he found himself daring to shy away from what was ‘right’ or ‘expected’ of him. He cleared his throat a little before looking at Taemin, “How old are you, anyways?”
With seconds of silence passing one after another, his gaze slid over the plush lips and the line of his jaw; it found his neck and for a breathless moment perhaps he thought of how vulnerable it was, but no. His eyes returned to Jonghyun’s and he let his tongue lick over his teeth, before swallowing carefully. He could tell how closely he was being watched in turn, and it made him wonder what he saw. He was an artist, like him, so did his mind turn similar cogs in that mind of his? Or was there nothing at all, resembling between them beyond it. Certainly, he was not as most. Tick tock, tick tock, time passed. Time did not bother him.
“If you do not like what lies beneath, tell yourself you got the wrong solution”, he told to him, a slight tug of a smile hitching the corners of his lips up again, into a cheeky hint of a smile. “You would not be the first man to delusion themselves”, he ventured to say, words falling from his lips easy and fresh like drops of few from morning leaves. “But then you would have to ask yourself, do I want to believe something which my heart knows is not true? Would the delusion hurt me in the long run, more than the truth would sting in the beginning?” He tosses a shoulder in a shrug, lowering his pale eyes back to his glass of water, and he pinched the straw between thumb and forefinger, disturbing the water into ripples anew.
Around them, the noises of the restaurant filled the background, but leaned across the table towards each other as they were, he was sure they could have spoken in hushed, secretive tones and neither of them would have trouble hearing each other’s words. So he spoke softly, not bothering to raise his voice from the smooth velvet, and Jonghyun’s voice in turn was music in his ears. “… My age?” he mused out, looking away briefly as his lips pursed and he let out a faint sound, before looking back. “Guess my age”, he told him, before grinning briefly. “And then tell me yours.”
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