the in between // taejun

"are you even listening to me?"

yeonjun swore that english was now his favorite subject.

"are you even listening to me?" taehyun snapped his fingers in front of yeonjun. he's been talking for a good 10 minutes now, and all the response he's gotten from yeonjun is a series of 'yeah, uh-huh, yup' and it isn't helping them make any progress at all.

"of course!" yeonjun exclaimed lowly. "i can send you my work later if you like."

"great. you know my email from the last project, so just send it there."

taehyun was about to leave when yeonjun caught up to him. "can i walk with you?"

"you already are," they walk side-by-side in an almost empty pavement.

"i don't want to make you feel uncomfortable," yeonjun murmured. why is it that his voice gets smaller whenever he's with taehyun?

"just don't talk too much as we go."

"i don't even talk a lot."

"says who? every time i pass by your table at lunch it's your voice overpowering everybody else's."

that drew a smile on yeonjun's lips like he stole christmas. "maybe you just pay attention to me."

taehyun's eyes almost pierced through yeonjun's in an instant, the joke didn't land the way it should. he crossed his arms and looked away like a petty child. "you're so full of yourself."