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Jongdae watches as Jongin laughs dorkily at one of Chanyeol's lame joke. He doesn't think that any Star Wars jokes are funny, or even jokes that involve having a depth knowledge of a franchise. He figures that his brother and Chanyeol are meant to be best friends. After all, they're both the nerdiest people he knows.
“I sometimes don't understand them,” Jongdae tells his boyfriend, Yixing, once the elder comes back with their drinks. “Their obsession with Star Wars is just weird. I mean, who would learn the language Klingon, when it's not even a real language.”
“I think they're just interested in the universe and the stories. It's like how you're interested in Shinee, and how TaeHyun moments make you scream like a girl,” Yixing explains with a smirk.
“They're the best pairing in the world. People just don't know it yet,” Jongdae defends his obsessions with a glare.
“See, your passion for them is like Jongin’s passion into buying an expensive collector's edition of Han Solo,” the elder concludes. “Anyway, Klingon isn’t used in Star Wars. It’s actually from Star Trek.”
“Whatever,” Jongdae waves it off, not caring about technicalities. “The point is, they could obsess over real people, but instead, they chose fictional characters. Why would anyone do that?”
Yixing smiles amusedly at him. Jongdae has always been the stubborn one.
“I think it's great that they like the same stuff,” the elder tries to remedy. “Who else would understand Jongin besides Chanyeol?”
“Yeah, I guess,” the younger agrees on that. He does think that Jongin and Chanyeol have a great friendship. “They'd look cute together though. If only they'd date.”
Yixing scoffs at that, causing Jongdae to look at him in confusion.
“They’re too slow to notice anything that isn't Star Wars, let alone their feelings for each other,” the elder says exasperatedly.
“Wait…” Jongdae tries to catch up. “You mean...they like each other?! And you didn't have the decency to tell me the moment it happened?!”
“But it was so obvious,” the elder states in confusion.
The younger glares at him before realizing something, and he squeals in excitement.
“Oh! You know what we should do?!’ Jongdae grabs his boyfriend’s arm tightly and shakes it.
Yixing can already see the glint in the younger's eyes, which means he knows what will happen next.
“No,” he tries to say sternly, but who is he kidding? He'll end up succumbing to Jongdae's crazy plans as usual.
“But this time, it'll be awesome! Think about the double dates we'd have, and that we're no longer the only couple in our group of friends.”
“What about your other brother and Yifan?”
“Oh, so you enjoyed their conversation about ventriloquist?’ the younger raises an eyebrow.
“No, but they're….nice.” The elder couldn't think of another compliment.
Jongdae grins as he notices that Yixing is faltering on his stand.
“Just hear me out,” the younger continues. “First, we invite them for dinner at your place, and then we claim that the others cancelled at last minute.”
Okay...that doesn't sound so crazy… -- Yixing thinks in his head.
“Then, after dinner, we lock them inside your room until they confess to each other!” The younger's eye twitches in excitement.
The elder stares at him unimpressed while shaking his head in judgement. Not only does this plan sounds ridiculous, but he has a feeling that they'll end up going through with it.
“Come on~” the younger whines. “When have my plans ever gone wrong?”
“Are you kidding me?” the elder asks him, feeling irritated.
“That plan would have worked if Kyungsoo didn't already have a boyfriend. How should I know that minor detail? He never tells us anything.”
“He did tell you to not meddle.”
“I wasn't paying attention when he said that,” Jongdae replies lamely.
“Right…”
Yixing makes a point to walk away, feeling that this conversation is going nowhere.
“Wait~,” the younger whines as he grabs the elder’s arm. “What happened to being on my side? You knew what I was like when you asked me out.”
Yixing sighs heavily, knowing that it's true. Jongdae's eccentrics are one of the things that he fell for. He can't blame the younger for staying true to his personality.
“I know,” he tells Jongdae, allowing the younger to lean in for a hug. “But maybe we should let those two figure it out by themselves. I'm sure they will, one day.”
The younger pouts at the words, unwilling to give up, but maybe he can persuade Yixing another time.
“So, if they don't figure it out by, let's say, November, we can lock them inside a closet?”
“Maybe something less drastic, like making one of them jealous,” the elder tries to negotiate.
“Deal!” The younger yells out in excitement.
Yixing grins at him before burrowing his face against the younger's hair.
“Thanks,” Jongdae tells him in the end. “You always enable my craziness.”
“Always.”