“hey, hidden waterfalls are cool,” he says with an air of offense, even if he has none, though, to be fair, he really does think it would be pretty cool to find one, but if a tourist is on his way to it, does it really count as a hidden waterfall? if he ever discovered one, he thinks he’d keep that information to himself and a handful of his very closest friends only. that way, the secrecy would be preserved.
but that was neither here nor there at the moment. suddenly, the attention is turned to him and the items he holds in his hands, and he’d probably be caught off guard if he didn’t find the situation so hilarious. his loud and boisterous laughter bursts from his lips, and the inevitable attention it gathers does nothing to quiet it, though a razor sharp glare from a nearby seller has him snickering at a more tolerable level.
“it’s not mine,” he says, but then whose would it be? his mother would never wear something like that, and it doesn’t seem like the kind of thing you’d randomly buy for a friend. he’s searching his mind for excuses when it dawns on him that he doesn’t even have a reason to hide such a thing from jaemin, not when they’re friends, not when they’re not anywhere near trc grounds. he chuckles to himself at his own cautiousness, but can’t really blame himself for it. there’s a lot on the line if trc did find out, but the secret should be safe with jaemin.
“it’s for jisoo,” he says decisively, nodding his head, knowing full well jaemin doesn’t know who she is, but doesn’t bother clarifying anyway, a mischeivous twinkle in his eye that very well may give him away. “but i definitely could pull it off if i wanted to.”
his hands immediately raise in surrender. “okay, okay they’re cool but is this the look i’m trying to go for? maybe if i went to jeju or actually went on a search for a waterfall, it’d be the thing but ... school, daily life ... eh,” he says, the bit of skepticism leaking into his voice before he turns back to the racks. “my aunt already says i dress like a hobo, i guess a tourist dad would be an upgrade.”
jaemin guesses, anything would be an upgrade at this point. he was pretty desperate and he had the cash to burn, anyways.
his head tilts, having not understood the reason why chanyeol was laughing. but he cracks a smile anyways, there had always been something about chanyeol’s laugh -- it was infectious, if anything. but as the reason was unbeknownst to him, he felt the smile become more bemused as he waited for chanyeol’s answer, if the elder would allot him one.
he blinks, the gears in his head beginning the motions of work. huh...
“jisoo ....” he parrots slowly, trying to rack up just who this jisoo was. he blinks, as if question marks were suddenly popping up around his head. it was common for jisoo to be quite the unisex name, so with another tilt of his head, unsure of the words to come next, he asks again, innocently enough. “guy or girl?” he supposes a slim guy could squeeze into the dress he had in hand. the face he makes becomes the obvious ripple of him trying to imagine such a scenario, it almost has him cracking a smile.
