There had been an indefinite struggle in the midst of browsing Donghyun’s mp3, whether the older male knew it or not, consisting partially–(entirely)– of Jaejin’s inability to mask his faint–(painfully conspicuous)– surprise. In seemingly renewed appraisal his gaze had shifted, only for him to narrow his eyes minutely upon spying the affronting smirk plastered on the offend-ee’s –(current and standing perpetrator’s)– face; it was a feeble show of defiance meant to say he wasn’t that impressed.It was always nice to see people getting surprised with little details about him revealed to new acquaintances or friends. A smirk remained intact while Donghyun chewed on a piece of grilled meat and watched the young sunbae go through his music player, particularly his alternative and rock playlist. Unknown to many, the idol was a piano prodigy and shared songwriting, composing, and directing credits to a few of his respective group’s songs hence his music preferences include a wide range of different genres.
“You’re enjoying yourself too much there.” He declares, reaching out his hand to urge the other to return the device. “Told you I got God Jimin to listen to ‘Sleeping with Sirens.’ I’m actually surprised she hasn’t heard of them before I shared it with her.”
