#yohan:r

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A little hum comes out of Hyunjin,putting his number into the others phone before handing it over. “Do you play video games often? I’m a little rusty when it comes to games. I have a friend who hangs out in the arcade a lot, he’s pretty good.”

“Ahh, I’m okay. I’m good at the dance machine and rhythm games, but the ones that I have to aim to do are quite the challenge,” Yohan said. “What about you? Is there a type you like the most?”

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“Oh. Uhm! Yeah! I enjoy the arcade games!” Oh god,Hyunjin. Did you really just say the arcade games, he mentally cringed at himself and now you’re gonna make a fool of yourself. “Oh, does your friend want Binnie’s number? Alsoyoucanhaveminetooifyouwanrornotyaknow.” The younger mumbled quickly.

Yohan nodded. “Yeah. I think we’d both be happy to have your numbers,” he said, “ you can give them to me and I’ll pass them along.” He handed his phone over to them as they left the coffee shop and headed towards the shops on the second floor.

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His cheeks warm at the compliment,looking anywhere but at the other because he wasn’t expecting that. “Thanks. You’re not bad..yourself?” He let out a chuckle. It’s a flustered Hyunjin trying his best to be cool.

Yohan grinned, enjoying that the other seemed flustered. It meant he was more nervous than Yohan was currently feeling. He shot Sylas a telling glance before focusing his attention back to Hyunjin. 

“So um...are you busy? I’m trying to do some shopping but my friend has something to get to. Would you like to accompany me? You also seem more likely to enjoy the arcade than he would,” he said. A lie of course, since Sylas was the huge gaymer of the group, but a little white lie for a smooth suggestion was more than worth it.

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“You mean Binnie?” Hyunjin grins. “He’s a whole cutie.”

Yohan smiled. “I’ll let my friend know. But if you ask me, you’re quite the cutie too,” he said. “Yohan. I’m Sylas’ better half.”

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//: starter for @nvpch feat. ( Phoebe / Yohan )

Yohan gave his friend a solemn smile, placing the coffee she ordered in front of her before sitting down at the table, holding his in his hands for warmth. 

“Thank you for agreeing to meet me. I just....I can’t stand to watch this whole tragedy unfold when I know I have the power to help somehow...you know?” He said. He took a slow sip from his drink and let out a sigh. 

“I just think about the parents of those missing kids. They’re my friends...my family. They want answers. And I know that if I...if we tried to do something, we could find where they’re being held. We’re not supposed to get involved but...I can’t just sit back and let this happen.”