[That gentle touch, brushing his hair aside, sends a soft shiver down Ryan's spine. God, he wants it to be tomorrow already. Is it technically tomorrow yet?
Even a little wrecked, he knows that doesn't actually count. They both need to sleep off their drinks and meet up again sober. So he nods when Min-Gi finally pulls back - which, completely accidentally, makes his hair fall right back where it was.]
Yeah. Yeah, call me. Call me tomorrow.
[Tomorrow. He's going to see him again tomorrow. Tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow.
Ryan finally, reluctantly, slips into his room. He hesitates as he closes the door though, wanting one last good look at him.]
Night, Min-Gi.
[Slowly, looking at Min-Gi as long as he possibly can get away with, he closes the door.
It isn't until morning, when he's nursing a hangover, that he realizes with horror he never actually gave Min-Gi his number in the first place.]
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Even a little wrecked, he knows that doesn't actually count. They both need to sleep off their drinks and meet up again sober. So he nods when Min-Gi finally pulls back - which, completely accidentally, makes his hair fall right back where it was.]
Yeah. Yeah, call me. Call me tomorrow.
[Tomorrow. He's going to see him again tomorrow. Tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow.
Ryan finally, reluctantly, slips into his room. He hesitates as he closes the door though, wanting one last good look at him.]
Night, Min-Gi.
[Slowly, looking at Min-Gi as long as he possibly can get away with, he closes the door.
It isn't until morning, when he's nursing a hangover, that he realizes with horror he never actually gave Min-Gi his number in the first place.]