“Are you saying you would be opposed to the idea? If I just happened to have one?” A glance not overflowing with skepticism is shot in his labelmate’s direction, where his inability to gently yet swiftly coax Jonghyun into the offending article of clothing is becoming increasingly evident. Brows furrowing, he attempts a different approach–He quirked an eyebrow, folding his arms as he looked at the younger male. “At this point of time… I think you would know better that this suit probably suits Kim Jonghyun much better. He’s known as a dino, this suit is just right for him. With spikes and all..” Jonghyun says slowly, taking small steps away from the garment that was splayed out on the floor.
“Jaejin, don’t tell me you have one of this yourself too as a plan for us to be wearing this together… Not on the streets…”
“Yah, yah, I’m not a genie,” he’s waving a hand emphatically, disregarding Jonghyun’s earlier claim; it was blasphemous,...