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Wooseok doesn't know how it happened. No matter how much he tries to retrace his steps and the events that lead up to this little weekend trip, he really doesn't know how his friends actually managed to convince him to take a whole weekend - including Friday! - off of work and spend it off the grid in Busan.
Admittedly, Busan is far from being off the grid but when your stupid friends take away your phone and don't let you bring your laptop in the first place because they don't believe you that you won't use it to just do work all weekend, you start feeling like you're completely cut off from civilisation.
Out of protest, Wooseok refuses to go to the beach with them - secretly hoping that would make them give him back his phone - and instead insists on spending the first afternoon of his little weekend trip in the hotel. He will absolutely deny any accusations of his behaviour being childish. It's his friends who are being childish, he is just responding in an appropriate manner.
For better or for worse, this is how he finds himself in the hotel restaurant staring out of the window with a book in his hands. He doesn't mind being alone and he really doesn't care for the beach but after an hour or so, he does start to get incredibly bored and thoughts of the workload that is probably stacking up on his desk in Seoul start flashing before his eyes.
"Is this seat free?"
Wooseok looks up at the man who just asked the question. He's tall - like, really tall - and he has his gaze fixated on Wooseok with a wide smile spreading the corners of his lips. The stranger has one hand on the back of the chair across from him ready to pull it out any minute and sit himself down at Wooseok's table.
Wooseok blinks at him a couple of times before he answers. "Yes, but so is pretty much any other seat in here."
He lets his eyes roam around the restaurant. There are barely any other guests apart from an elderly couple in a corner of the dining area and a middle-aged man sitting at the bar.
"I know," the stranger chuckles. "But unfortunately, the other seats don't come with such great company."
Wooseok almost snorts at how blatantly this man flirts with him. Before he knows it, however, the other sits down right in front of him and orders a drink for himself - not without asking Wooseok if he'd like anything. He doesn't.
"So, what makes you think I'm great company?"
"Well, if you allow me to take a couple of minutes of your time," the stranger says with an alarmingly charming smile. "I will be the judge of that."
"How much can you really figure out in a couple of minutes?" Wooseok says and catches himself moving just a little more elegantly, just a tad more like he is there to impress someone. The way he'd carry himself in front of a client or a prospect in order to seduce them into a great deal for his own company. He's not quite sure what kind of deal he's hoping to get out of the handsome stranger sitting across from him.
It's not like him to be this way. It's really not like Wooseok to be talking to handsome strangers at all. He doesn't even remember the last time he had a drink or anything with someone who was not either a client, colleague or friend of his. He wouldn't let anyone sit at his table if they just appeared like that out of nowhere. He wants to blame it on the boredom and the lack of technology but he lets it happen and he finds himself intrigued.
"I have the whole day," the stranger answers. "I just didn't want to assume that you do too."
"I do-- actually, I have the whole weekend," Wooseok says and immediately curses himself internally for the way that just came out.
"Oh, okay, wow... you don't even know my name but you already want to spend the whole weekend with me?" The tall male jokes. "I must have really improved my first impressions game."
"It's not what I meant," Wooseok states a little embarrassingly.
The other male chuckles. "I know, I know. I'm just kidding. I'm Jinhyuk, by the way."
"Wooseok."
"Nice to meet you, Wooseok."
Jinhyuk shifts a little in his seat but doesn't take his eyes off of Wooseok's face even for a second. "So, Wooseok, is this a work trip or how come you're spending a whole weekend on your own in Busan?"
"Actually, it's an anti-work trip," Wooseok answers while tucking his book away to the side between the chair and his thigh. "And I'm not alone, I'm here with friends."
"What's an anti-work trip?" Jinhyuk inquires with a questioning frown.
"Apparently, my friends think I work way too much," Wooseok sighs. "So, they dragged me here... I'm not even allowed to have my phone."
He slightly shakes his head in annoyance remembering how Minsoo pushed him down on the bed face first and held him in place for Changhyun to remove Wooseok's phone from his hands and throw it to Sooil who ran off with it and hid it who knows where. No amount of threats and protest would make them spill out where they hid it, so Wooseok took off with a book and his wallet and has been sitting in the hotel's restaurant ever since.
"Where are they now?" Jinhyuk asks in curiosity.
"Probably on the beach but you never know with them."
"How come you are not with them?"
Wooseok doesn't want to say that the main reason why he isn't with his friends right now is out of sheer protest. It makes him sound immature and stupid, so he settles for a different - but equally true - answer. "I don't want to get sunburned."
Jinhyuk chuckles at that and Wooseok would think it's much more annoying if the stranger wasn't so damn handsome.
"Have you heard of SPF?" Jinhyuk adds with a grin.
"Ha ha," the other male rolls his eyes at him. "I just didn't want to go."
"Fair enough," Jinhyuk concludes lifting his hands up in defeat. "So, do you think they're right?"
"Hm?"
"About you working too much," Jinhyuk elaborates. "Do you think your friends are right?"
"Well, I don't think they're wrong from their point of view," Wooseok starts and takes a moment to think. "But I like work. I enjoy myself the most when I'm working and I definitely don't think I'm overworked or anything. I think they're worried for no reason but I realise what it looks like from the outside."
"I know what you mean," the taller male says after some contemplation. "You love what you do, so it doesn't feel like work to you but for other people it might sometimes look like you're just always on the grind, never catching a break. It might look exhausting."
"Exactly," Wooseok almost shouts out of excitement to be validated for once. He gets criticised for his work schedule so much that it just feels incredibly nice to have someone agree with him.
"But it's important to have fun from time to time as well," Jinhyuk adds.
"I do have fun," Wooseok defends.
"I mean, outside of work," the other smiles at him and takes a sip from his drink. "The thing is that time passes so fast when you enjoy your work. Suddenly, you find yourself six months into the year and you look back and you don't even have one fun memory to cherish."
"You sound like you're talking from experience."
"Well, yeah, that was pretty much me last year," Jinhyuk starts. "I quit my job in February of last year and was determined to make it on my own as a freelance copywriter. So, you know, I put everything into it and just like you, I never felt like I was actually overworking. I felt good. But then suddenly, it was Christmas and I was sitting there with my family and I realised that I hadn't seen most of them in months. They all had so many things to tell me of what they did during the year and all I had to look back on was one copywriting job after another."
Jinhyuk makes a face as he takes another sip from his drink. "Anyway, I made a lot of money that year and of course, I felt ecstatic whenever I landed a job but those were not really actual valuable memories. I felt a little empty at that time, so I decided to do it differently this year and to work while I'm travelling the world."
Something in Jinhyuk's story hits home for Wooseok. He can't quite put his finger on it but he takes a mental note to think about it and possibly reevaluate some of his own choices later.
"And travelling the world brought you to Busan?" He asks out of curiosity.
Jinhyuk laughs. "Yes and no. It was not part of my travel plans in the beginning but more of a last-minute escape plan."
"What does that mean?"
"I've been in Europe for the past five months or so and just came back to Seoul for my own birthday because my mother insisted on seeing me on that day and I just couldn't break her heart," Jinhyuk puts a hand on his own chest as he finishes his sentence. "But I never realised how many family members I have that apparently care about me enough to come to see me. So, they kept coming and every day, there were more and more people coming to our house. I didn't have the heart to tell them to just leave me alone, so I told them that I had planned to spend some time in Busan anyway and just took a random train here the next day and here I am now. I've been here for 4 days already."
Wooseok can't help but laugh at the other's story. "So, why are you not out there having fun then?"
"Who says I'm not having fun right here talking to you?" Jinhyuk smirks. "Besides, I got the sunburn of the century in Italy last month. I'm kinda scared to do anything outside before it's at least 4 pm."
"Have you never heard of SPF?" Wooseok teases with a playful smile on his face.
"Touché," Jinhyuk exclaims while pointing a finger at him. "But I am traumatised, you, however, look like you haven't seen the sun in a decade."
"Well, I have been mainly locked up in an office for the past half a year," Wooseok shrugs. "But I don't think I look very good with a tan anyway."
"I don't believe that," Jinhyuk argues. "You seem like the type of person who'd look good with anything."
Wooseok exhales a laugh. "Subtle," he says sarcastically.
"I tried," Jinhyuk says sheepishly scratching an eyebrow with his thumb. "Look, I know this might seem a little forward but I feel really comfortable talking to you and I'm travelling solo, so... what do you think are my chances of taking you out for dinner tonight?"
"That is indeed very forward," Wooseok responds quite unable to stop the grin that is about to form on his face.
"Unless, of course, you've made plans with your friends already," Jinhyuk suddenly adds a little nervously. "I wouldn't want to intrude."
"No, I don't have any plans for tonight," Wooseok enjoys the flustered look on Jinhyuk's face more than he wants to admit.
"So?" Jinhyuk asks expectantly.
Wooseok wants to say 'no'. All of his usual instincts urge him to decline the dinner invitation. Politely, but firmly. He doesn't do dates. He doesn't have the time or the patience to commit to something like that. He doesn't have the interest in meeting anyone who would require him to spend time off of work. Wooseok is really not looking for anything like that.
But as much as he wants to deny it, a part of him feels good about being pursued by a stranger. Especially, by a stranger as charming and attractive as Jinhyuk. They do seem to hit it off, even Wooseok has to admit that and he feels just as comfortable talking to the other.
Perhaps it's the fact that they're in a completely different place right now, far out of Wooseok's comfort zone. Perhaps it's the knowledge that he probably won't see Jinhyuk after this weekend anyway, so it doesn't really affect his everyday life back in Seoul. Perhaps it's that, despite all of his usual instincts, his gut just really wants to say 'yes' for whatever reason and he hears himself exclaim, "Sure, why not? You can take me out for dinner tonight."
About half an hour later, Wooseok returns to the suite he shares with his three friends. He agrees to meet Jinhyuk down in the lobby at 6 pm, so that leaves him a little bit over an hour to get ready for their dinner date.
He's relieved that his friends are not in the room at the time because knowing them he fears they would somehow manage to force themselves into the outing as well and Jinhyuk would be taking out four guys to dinner, instead of just Wooseok.
He decides to take a shower and spends way too much time styling his hair afterwards. He really doesn't understand the urge to look his absolute best at this date tonight but he finds himself putting on BB cream and even some eye-shadow just to accentuate his lashline. When he's done, he steps away from the mirror and inspects himself. He hasn't looked like this in a very long time. Probably not since college. Weird what a day of forced vacation can do to a man.
Before he makes his way down to the lobby, Wooseok quickly scribbles a note for his friends just in case they start to worry about him, even though, he assumes that they're probably already partying somewhere and have probably forgotten that he even came here with them.
I'm out for dinner, assholes. I would text you where and what but since you stole my phone, this is all you get. -- Wooseok
When he gets out of the elevator, Jinhyuk is already in the lobby sitting on a couch near the reception. He looks up when the elevator doors open with a ding and the already familiar smile spreads on his face to welcome Wooseok.
The smaller male can tell that Jinhyuk is looking him up and down but he doesn't mind because, frankly, he's doing the same. Jinhyuk is wearing a simple, white button-up shirt and dark jeans. It's nothing special, nothing extravagant but for some reason, Wooseok finds him even more attractive than when they met a couple of hours ago.
"Wow," Jinhyuk exclaims and gets up from the couch. "What the hell?"
Wooseok chuckles when he reaches him. "What?"
"You looks so good," the taller male elaborates. "Like, so good."
"Thanks," Wooseok can feel his cheeks heat up. "You're not looking too shabby yourself."
Jinhyuk grins widely before he speaks. "Well, shall we? I've made a reservation at an up-and-coming restaurant right on the beach so that the two of us can get our fair share of beach time without having to worry about getting sunburned."
"Sounds good," Wooseok says and they make their way out of the hotel.
The restaurant is only a 15-minute walk away and feels way too romantic for a casual dinner date with a stranger whom Wooseok only met this afternoon but he can't deny that it's pretty. They get a table on the terrace right at the beach. There are fairy lights all over the little plants that serve as a sort of natural fence for the outside dining area. Torches are, however, the main source of light and it feels nice to be surrounded by them because Wooseok did feel a little chilly on their walk to the restaurant with the cool evening breeze hitting his face.
Jinhyuk expertly orders a red wine after just taking a quick look at the wine menu and when he tastes it, Wooseok has to acknowledge the other's knowledge and taste in pinot noir. They order food and talk and Wooseok is only slightly alarmed at how comfortable he feels with the man sitting across from him.
Every now and then Jinhyuk would reach over the table and touch Wooseok's hand or pet his arm. It's never inappropriate but more like a gesture that accompanies and enhances the stories he tells. Jinhyuk is full of stories.
Wooseok finds out about all the countries, the taller male has travelled to over the past half a year and the different cultures and impressions he has met. From what he says, Jinhyuk seems to be the type of person to easily make friends, so Wooseok wonders if this kind of encounter is an everyday thing for the other. For some reason, he hopes not. Something within him wants to be an exception for Jinhyuk, in whatever way. He blames it on the wine.
They spend a good two hours at the restaurant, sharing various dishes and getting to know each other. Wooseok tells Jinhyuk about his friends and how they managed to talk him into the Busan trip and how they stole his phone. He tells him that he had been promoted at the end of last year and has been working hard to prove himself in his new position - he purposely doesn't go into details of his work and the position in question because he has previously made the experience that it either bores people to death or scares them away.
The longer he talks, the more he realises that he doesn't have that many stories to tell outside of work. Jinhyuk's earlier statement about the importance of having fun and making memories crosses his mind again as they silently walk back to the hotel after what Wooseok would describe as an amazing dinner.
He's happy that Jinhyuk suggested walking alongside the beach. The fresh sea air feels exactly like what he needs after drinking half a bottle of wine.
"Why the frown?" Jinhyuk suddenly breaks what must have been the first silence between the two of them since they met.
"Hm?"
"You're frowning, pretty boy," Jinhyuk elaborates with a warm smile. "Did you not enjoy our dinner?"
"Oh no, I did, it was really nice. Thank you," Wooseok brushes his fringe out of his eyes. "I was just thinking about what you said earlier today, you know, about making fun memories and all that. My friends always tell me I don't know how to have fun. Usually, I would disagree but now I wonder..."
"You wonder what?"
"What if they're right..." Wooseok's voice is small. Very small.
Jinhyuk chuckles. "So what?"
The smaller male looks up at him from the side.
"You're pretty smart and cute and kind and apparently, very successful in what you do. May I also add that you're incredibly beautiful," Jinhyuk elaborates with a lot of hand gestures and a blush on his cheeks. "So, what if you're not fun? You can't have it all."
"But I am fun!" Wooseok doesn't really know why he feels the need to get defensive about this.
"You probably are," the taller male attempts to resolve. "It's all very relative anyway. What's fun for one person is not fun for someone else, right?"
"Yes, but I'm fun fun," Wooseok insists.
"Okay, okay," Jinhyuk laughs. "I get it, sorry. You're fun."
Wooseok narrows his eyes at the other. "Give me something you'd consider to be fun and we'll do it together. Anything."
"You don't have to prove yourself," Jinhyuk chuckles. "I already like you as you are."
"That's cute but I want to prove it to myself more than anything, so come on," the other presses. "What's something fun you'd want to do while you're here?"
"Hmm, I guess, bungee-jumping!"
"Oh," Wooseok falters. Now that was really not the thing he wanted to hear. He didn't even picture bungee-jumping to be an option of possible activities at all, let alone as something someone would consider to be fun. Wooseok has a crippling fear of heights. It's completely out of the question that he would even attempt to do that. No way.
Jinhyuk laughs again then grabs Wooseok's arm to turn him around so they look at each other. "Listen to me, Wooseok, it's really okay if you don't want to do that. I wouldn't want to force you to do something you seem to be so uncomfortable about."
He strokes up and down Wooseok's left arm and for whatever reason that seems to make him feel very warm inside. They look into each other's eyes and it makes Wooseok's brain turn a little fuzzy and his limbs a little weak. Another thing he wants to blame on the wine.
"I have a better idea," Wooseok suddenly hears himself say.
"For what?"
"For something fun to do," he takes a step forward and places his hands onto the front of Jinhyuk's shirt. His eyes follow his fingers as they stroke up the other's body until they finally arrive at his shoulders. He puts his arms around Jinhyuk's neck and enjoys how the other's hands find their way around the lower half of his own back.
Now this is definitely not something he would usually do but it's something he really wants to do right now, so, fuck it, he thinks, what better time to be reckless and daring and create memories he hopefully wouldn't want to forget anytime soon?
Wooseok gets on his tiptoes and only quickly sees the smile that forms on Jinhyuk's face before he closes his eyes, as well as the distance between their lips. And if that isn't fun, he doesn't know what is. It definitely feels good. Way too good if that's even possible.
Perhaps it's just the fact that it has been a while for Wooseok but he wants to say that this might be his favourite first kiss ever. Jinhyuk is very responsive brushing his lips against Wooseok's with just the right amount of sultriness and pressure. He only realises that he hasn't been breathing when they part for a moment.
"I gotta say," Jinhyuk starts without letting go of Wooseok even for a second. "I really like your idea of fun. Definitely better than mine."
Wooseok laughs breathily than connects their lips again. Jinhyuk pulls him in even closer, completely engulfing him in his embrace and Wooseok's hands get entangled in the other's beautiful, black hair.
They make out like this for a good ten minutes when Jinhyuk breaks them apart and speaks between a couple of heavy breaths. "Look, I really don't want to stop this but I kinda feel we might be showcasing a bit too much PDA right here."
Wooseok laughs and let's go of Jinhyuk's neck but not before pecking his cheek one more time. "You're probably right."
"So, what do you say we go back to my room?" Jinhyuk suggests.
Wooseok pauses for a second there. His usual logical brain kicks in again and instantly comes up with a million and one reasons not to go to this stranger's hotel room. But Jinhyuk doesn't feel like much of a stranger anymore. In fact, Wooseok feels closer to him than to most people he sees at work every day back home. It's almost a little overwhelming to think that he only met him this afternoon.
Jinhyuk seems to realise the turmoil his question caused in Wooseok. "I mean, we don't have to. It was just a suggestion, we could also go to the hotel bar and have a drink or-- I mean, we don't have to do anything at all, we-"
"No," Wooseok interrupts him. "It's okay, let's go. To your room."
"Are you sure?"
The fact that Jinhyuk asks again makes Wooseok smile. "Very sure."
"Okay." Jinhyuk takes his hand and places a soft kiss on his knuckles. They walk back to the hotel with their hands intertwined.
When Wooseok enters his own suite just to pick up a couple of things before he goes back to Jinhyuk, he finds his friends lounging around the room. Sooil is on the sofa right in front of the window tapping on his phone, seemingly picking out a song for them to listen to. Minsoo is sprawled upside down across the big bed that he was supposed to share with Wooseok and Changhyun is rummaging through his suitcase half-naked, probably looking for an outfit from what Wooseok can tell.
They all look right at him when he walks into the room. "Wooseok, you come at the right time, we're about to head out clubbing," Sooil says. "Where have you been?"
"I left you a note," Wooseok says matter-of-factly then proceeds to grab a small bag and walk to the bathroom to grab his toothbrush and toothpaste.
"You said you went to grab dinner," Sooil looks at him with narrowed eyes. "We got here around 7 pm, it's almost 11 now... I mean, what the hell were you eating for that long?"
"I didn't say I'll grab something," Wooseok is still moving around looking for his own suitcase to find a change of clothes and maybe his pyjamas if he even needs those. "I said I went out for dinner. I met someone."
"What?!" The voices of his friends echo through their entire suite.
"You son of a bitch," Sooil is now following him around. "You wouldn't even have told us? Who is he? How did you meet him, for fuck's sake, you didn't even leave the hotel or did you?"
"I met him at the hotel restaurant and we talked a little and he asked me out for dinner and I said yes, that's the whole story."
"Why are you packing your stuff?" Changhyun asks now fully clothed in garments that would only be okay to wear on Halloween or a very slutty costume party. Wooseok cringes at him.
"You're going to stay with him?" Sooil exclaims excitedly. "Ohohoh, you dog! I didn't know you had it in you."
"Here we were worried about you all day while you went out and found yourself a cutie," Changhyun adds.
"Yes, you guys really seem to have been out of your mind from worry," Wooseok jokes. "What happened to Minsoo?"
He looks at his unusually silent friend who has not moved an inch from his position on the bed since Wooseok entered the room.
"Forget about Minsoo," Sooil brushes it off with a hand gesture. "He thought it would be a great idea to start drinking in the middle of the day out in the sun, he's already thrown up twice since we came back. He'll be ready to party in about an hour."
Wooseok knows there's no point in trying to talk his friends out of such an unreasonable undertaking. They have one weekend away from home, he knows they will spend it partying until they all drop. It's beyond him how these can be the same guys who hold stable jobs in high positions, pay their taxes on time and even go to church on Sunday. If he hadn't been Minsoo's roommate in their last two years of college, he knows for a fact he wouldn't have become as close with them as he is right now. Wooseok was never on their level of partying and he never will be. He tried in college but he stopped trying right after graduation and it turned out to be the stuff outside of the nightclub that made them such great friends to him.
He knows they care about him in their own way. The fact that they made him take a weekend off - the first-ever in more than half a year - and took time out of their own schedule to come down to Busan and try and show Wooseok that there's more to life than work, speaks for them in some way. If it weren't for them, Wooseok wouldn't have been here today. He wouldn't have been down in the restaurant this afternoon and he certainly, wouldn't have met Jinhyuk. So, all in all, he's kinda grateful to them. Even though Jinhyuk is probably going to end up being just a vacation fling, he already changed something within Wooseok. He helped him to gain a new mindset, a new outlook on his own life. It's just a huge plus that he happens to be ridiculously attractive and a great kisser too. Wooseok has always been a man of opportunity, so he might as well make the best of it while he can.
"So," Changhyun presses. "Tell us! Who is he? Are you going out with him?"
"No, I'm going to stay at his room," Wooseok says shyly. "Actually, I don't know if I'll stay there but I'm on my way there now."
Changhyun shrieks and Wooseok realises that he hasn't had this kind of story to share with his friends since their college times. He really didn't go out much in the past couple of years.
"Is he hot?" Changhyun inquires.
"Yeah, on a scale from passed-out Minsoo over there to your sexy secretary Gyujin, how hot is mystery guy from the restaurant downstairs?" Sooil throws in.
"Hey," Minsoo defends. "I can still hear you."
"Minsoo, dude, you're a handsome man, alright, but I've just held your head while you threw up all over my shoes, it's not your best look right now, okay?" Sooil concludes then looks at Wooseok again.
"That is a very weird scale for hotness you have," the smaller retorts with a frown. "In my opinion, he's hotter than both of them. And really charming. And funny. And tall. Like, really tall."
"How tall?" Changhyun inquires as if he was trying to get a suspect description at a crime scene.
"Taller than all of you."
"What?" The two shout in unison.
"Yeah," Wooseok smirks.
"What does he want from you?" Sooil asks not directly at Wooseok but rather into the room.
"Hey," the smaller male shouts.
"No, I mean," the other defends. "You know, we never know with you. What if he's just after your money?"
"He's not."
"How do you know?"
"He doesn't know about it."
"How did you spend your whole afternoon and evening with him and you didn't tell him what you do?" Changhyun seems shocked. "Work is literally all you ever talk about."
"I did tell him that I work in insurance and that I was promoted recently but that's that," Wooseok elaborates. "We talked a lot about work and how it affects our lives, I just didn't go into detail about my work."
"So, he doesn't even know that you're the freaking CEO of Korea's biggest insurance company?"
"You don't have to say it like that," Wooseok rolls his eyes.
"Well, it's true," Sooil says with a shrug.
"And no," Wooseok continues. "He doesn't know anything about that. I didn't really think I'd like him as much as I do, so I didn't want to tell him because, as you said, you can never be cautious enough. But he's alright, I think I could tell him now. I'm sure he won't even care about it, he's very... different."
Both Changhyun and Sooil blink at him for a couple of seconds. "Are you in love or something?"
"Don't be ridiculous," Wooseok sighs. "You can't fall in love over a weekend."
"Of course, you can," Changhyun argues. "You can fall in love at first sight."
"Nah," Sooil shakes his head. "I'm with Wooseok on this one. It's something that takes time."
"Just because you've never experienced it, doesn't mean-"
"Alright," Wooseok interrupts them. "I'll leave you two to discuss whether love at first sight is a thing or not-- I hope you guys are not angry at me for staying somewhere else?"
"Hell no," Sooil almost shouts. "You need a little vacation cutie more than anyone else. Enjoy it, man, you earned it."
"Yeah," Changhyun adds and throws a little box at Wooseok. "Just remember to stay safe."
Wooseok inspects the little cardboard package he just caught. Condoms. Of course. He wants to throw them back at Changhyun but on second thought, he slides them into the bag he just packed. Just in case. Better safe than sorry.
When he takes the elevator down a couple of floors and arrives at room 717, he knocks a little nervously. Less than ten seconds later, Jinhyuk opens the door, grabs him by the front of his shirt and pulls him into a hug.
"What took you so long?" He asks as he pushes the door to close behind Wooseok and brings their lips together again.