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Subconsciously, a warm smile had creeped up his moist lips. It was nice meeting an old friend. Heck, it’s been a while since they last saw each other. Oddly enough, this was a rather adventurous way of their reunion; meeting at a pie fight competition..? It was astonishing and overwhelming. As expected, one of the most popular members of the other’s group, Jackson, was making a commotion– behaving as if he wasn’t an idol that had to keep a cool image; he was behaving like a little boy craving for pie. The scene was heart warming, he wanted to laugh there and then; he’s actually missing his members now.

Upon suddenly being attacked by the sudden questions; he allows the rest of the questions to be asked, that was when he placed his finger over his own pair of lips. “Wanna get some ramen and talk about it?” That was the first thing that came into mind: ramen. When he saw the event organizers in the middle of the area preparing the pies to be used, he knew the competitors weren’t allowed to eat. They were used to be thrown and obviously, food isn’t a game. No one should play food! Wasting food is cruel, he didn’t want to be part of the evil game.

“Dude, let’s get out of here.” The male said in a hushed tone; The place was too crowded. No one would be able to notice nor hear them, but this was better than getting caught by fangirls. He didn’t want to get mobbed this time. Instead of walking to the exit like any normal human being would do, he preferred doing the other: and the idea could probably result in embarrassing him and his friend. Nonetheless, he took the risk; Yunhyeong crouched down in a discreet manner before getting in all fours, instantly making his way to the exit by crawling without catching anyone’s attention. He didn’t bother examining if some were weirdly staring at him. He didn’t have time for that. He looked like an idiot, an idiot who had psychological problems by how he was quickly and desperately crawling on his way to the exit. One would assume he was an idiotic secret agent. Truth be told, he isn’t aware if the other is following him. However, this was the only way to have a proper conversation with him. His mindset vehemently screams nothing but get out of here, leave then eat ramen. Having him think about eating ramen made it a lot easier for him to reach the doors.

「ӎ」┄   It was quick and Mark had no idea how it happened in the span of… seven.. eight? Let’s just go with ten seconds— Either way, the other had mentioned something along the lines of “leaving and getting ramen” and Mark had no other choice but to follow. Well.. He did have a choice, but the choices were to either stay and stuff himself with pie or leave and hopefully, save himself the trouble of making multiple visits to the bathroom. Thankfully. Now here he was, standing at a cross-walk waiting to cross the street to the other side just to get some ramen. Not that it was a bad thing but this was one of the moments where Mark hadn’t thought of anything thoroughly; leaving his members behind at that pie fair to, god only knows what. He holds his phone, staring down at it. He knows he’ll be getting an earful once they find out he had dipped on them— And without even at least giving them a heads up. So instead, he puts his phone on vibrate and quickly pockets it; the sound of the cross-walk going off to signal it was time to make your way across or be run over by careless drivers.

He realizes the other was a few feet ahead and swiftly jogs his way next to him, falling in step as he walked side-by-side with the other male. At least they were going to eat something that he was actually craving. Mark did love him some soup and some noodles. Put it together and the boy would fall to your feet. He really did love ramen; it was one of his favorite— Aside from meat. Now that was something he loved the most. He was definitely a healthy young boy who loved his meat. He silently licks his lips, the thought of food causing his stomach to rumble lightly since he hadn’t eaten yet. Turning his head, he glances to the other, curiosity sparking up another conversation. “ I honestly can’t believe we just left like that. You know, my members will probably kill me— Or at least whine to me. I’m sure they would have loved to get ramen too. “

(Source: yienetic)