[ Listen... the food is coming out for two? That's just how this place works, fortunately enough -- but Itaru gives off the impression like he'll be leaving with to-go boxes. ]
The menus are designed for sharing, so as long as you're okay with it. [ If anything he'll just be sending him off at the end of their date with leftovers. That's not too bad.
Their waitress approaches with a trained smile, and after Yoohyun orders and she gives them some complementary water he turns his attention back to Itaru. He pauses, briefly, as if searching for the appropriate words, finger idly tapping against the table. ] You don't like super crowded places, right? [ Just based off of an assumption, really -- but Yoohyun is a person of observation. He watches, carefully, to pick apart a person's character so he knows whether or not he should be suspicious of their actions if that step a toe out of line. ] I wanted to make sure I took you somewhere comfortable... I'd be a dick if I took you someplace busier.
[ his proudest accomplishment is probably inhaling a whole, medium-sized pizza all by himself, over the span of a few hours. that said, he's also not very picky about food, so whatever they give them, he'll probably enjoy — as long as it doesn't have a weird, popping texture, like caviar...
ugh, find yourself a bf who orders for you at restaurants. ]
I don't, [ he confirms, shoulders rising in a small shrug. ] But you don't have to be so considerate of me. I'm used to people, even if I don't like them. [ because of work events that often make him go see clients outside of his office... but, well, it's nice to be thought of, regardless.
not that he thinks yoohyun would be a dick if he took him anywhere else. ]
Nah, it's not like I've ever told you about it explicitly, right?
I can relate to that. [ Yoohyun glances to the side, eyes narrowing as the memory of Hyunjae constantly leaves a sour taste in his mouth. With glasses of water set for the both of them he brings his own to his lips, ridding the taste off his tongue. ] Unfortunately back home that's all I'm surrounded by... crazy bastards who like to wave their weapons around like it's nothing. [ That reminds him of Moon Hyuna, squinting into his cup and taking another gulp.
Okay. Enough of that. ]
Hopefully you don't have to deal with that.
[ Looking back up, his gaze a silent request for Itaru to tell him more. ]
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The menus are designed for sharing, so as long as you're okay with it. [ If anything he'll just be sending him off at the end of their date with leftovers. That's not too bad.
Their waitress approaches with a trained smile, and after Yoohyun orders and she gives them some complementary water he turns his attention back to Itaru. He pauses, briefly, as if searching for the appropriate words, finger idly tapping against the table. ] You don't like super crowded places, right? [ Just based off of an assumption, really -- but Yoohyun is a person of observation. He watches, carefully, to pick apart a person's character so he knows whether or not he should be suspicious of their actions if that step a toe out of line. ] I wanted to make sure I took you somewhere comfortable... I'd be a dick if I took you someplace busier.
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[ his proudest accomplishment is probably inhaling a whole, medium-sized pizza all by himself, over the span of a few hours. that said, he's also not very picky about food, so whatever they give them, he'll probably enjoy — as long as it doesn't have a weird, popping texture, like caviar...
ugh, find yourself a bf who orders for you at restaurants. ]
I don't, [ he confirms, shoulders rising in a small shrug. ] But you don't have to be so considerate of me. I'm used to people, even if I don't like them. [ because of work events that often make him go see clients outside of his office... but, well, it's nice to be thought of, regardless.
not that he thinks yoohyun would be a dick if he took him anywhere else. ]
Nah, it's not like I've ever told you about it explicitly, right?
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I can relate to that. [ Yoohyun glances to the side, eyes narrowing as the memory of Hyunjae constantly leaves a sour taste in his mouth. With glasses of water set for the both of them he brings his own to his lips, ridding the taste off his tongue. ] Unfortunately back home that's all I'm surrounded by... crazy bastards who like to wave their weapons around like it's nothing. [ That reminds him of Moon Hyuna, squinting into his cup and taking another gulp.
Okay. Enough of that. ]
Hopefully you don't have to deal with that.
[ Looking back up, his gaze a silent request for Itaru to tell him more. ]
Then you can tell me now how you feel.