guess who — tyler & daesung
A puff of breath escapes his lips as daesung raises his eyes to the quickly darkening sky, numb fingers clamped across his arms in an attempt to prevent what little warmth he had from escaping. This October had brought about sharper winds, and although he suffered the cold more than many, he had to admit that it was just the right weather for Halloween. A shiver racked his body— whether because of the cold, or because of the equally chilly premonition of something out of ordinary happening... he wasn’t sure.
"Well... Still, at least I’m not acting."
He halfheartedly tries to reassure himself as his gaze sweeps around his surroundings— he was leaning against the door of the booth, waiting for the event to start. As he admires at the haunted house’s eerie decor, a sudden flicker of movement at the corner of his vision snags his attention. Without willing it, he tenses. Wide eyes following the shadowed figure, Daesung feels his cheeks flushing and swallows hard.
"...T- Tyler? That's you, right? Genius, I'm not falling for it... "
The tremble in his tone gives him away and he quietly clears his throat, waiting for another anxious second before deciding not to chance anything and slowly beginning to walk to the house. If it really was his friend, he could say he had wanted to go back in to warm himself— if not... he was ready to run for it.