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[tastelast]

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[impresson]

I have already left.

[tastelast]

[ thrilled ]

okay
ill wait for you

[impresson]

I will alert you when I am closer.

[AND THEN TIME PASSED how does he travel]

I am near.

[tastelast]

[ Literally was waiting outside the entire time just in case. ]

building c
youll see me by the front doors

[impresson]

[does this require a response. he is unsure on texting etiquette. better do it just in case]

I will see you soon then.

[robots who text and walk and respond as they come into sight A++]

[tastelast]

[ Daseul doesn't mind it as boy who loves to know all things. Thrilled to know all things.

He stands up as Inho approaches, offering a curt bow. ]

Good evening. Thank you for coming.

[impresson]

[he stares and nods, blinking once as he resumes his usual posture]

You seemed to have many questions.

[tastelast]

You interest me greatly.

[ No shame. He grabs one of Inho's hands, and drags him towards the main doors of his dorm. They're locked, of course, but his key grants them both entry. The guard sitting in the lobby doesn't even look up; Daseul isn't a student of the university, so enforcing student rules on him seems worthless of his time. ]

I live on the fourth floor.

[impresson]

[he has already learned that Daseul likes his hand, this is nothing new. and he does not mind. it feels nice.]

Do many reside here?

[tastelast]

In most buildings it's two students a room and sixteen rooms a floor.

[ The first three floors seem pretty standard as far as dorms go, as Daseul leads them up the stairs. They open off at the top of the stairs for direct and easy entrance. The fourth, on the other hand, seems to be locked behind glass doors. Again, Daseul's card gains them entry. ]

My floor is a little different from the others.

[impresson]

[he can accept and digest that information easily. it makes sense and, honestly, he can see it. it's right there. at least until Daseul's floor, and ...

ah, the untouchable power of money. Inho can string that together. it does surprise him still to see the sudden and drastic change, but there's no time to check it out when he is being tugged along]

Is it? Your floor.

[tastelast]

These floors are single-student rooms.

[ There's a LOT less of them, and there don't seem to be any communal bathrooms on this floor, unlike the others. It's a lot less moist compared to the air in the others.

He leads Inho to the end of the hall, to room 406, and types a number into the keypad by the door. The light above it turns green, and the lock on the door retracts. He releases Inho's hand, and gestures inside. ]

The other rooms are university students.

[ Then there's him, kindergartener. ]

[impresson]

The change is drastic.

[these are definitely nicer and more sophisticated. the change up between high school and university seems a little much... ]

You said you do not attend here.

[tastelast]

My parents bought the room because it's close to the hagwon I attend. My house is far from here, and they don't want me to waste my time travelling late at night.

[ The dorm room looks more like a studio. It's large and spacious, and furnished like a luxury suite. More than a dorm room, it looks like something better fitting for a hotel. Still, money can only buy so much; it has its own bathroom, but everything Daseul owns can still be seen from the entryway.

He closes the door behind them, and ushers Inho further inside. ]

The other rooms are occupied by students of this university.

[impresson]

[to waste time in travel? that's an odd way of putting it, coming from the one who is odd in general]

So they have their reasons. It does not seem to be a bother to you to stay here. Are you often in this dormitory?

[look... he has never been in a nice hotel, okay. he knows this is abnormal, but not to the full extent of the extravagance. Inho will keep going, though he is not positive if he is meant to sit or stand or what]

Yes... do they also take such care with security? I did not think places like this were in such need.

[tastelast]

[ He opts not to tell Inho what his schedule is really like. It makes him sound like he has no life.

Inho won't have to stand around feeling confused for long, because Daseul is quick to pull him right over to his bed, and gesture him to sit down. ]

Three nights a week, usually. Sometimes more.

[ This week is unusual, but it doesn't bother Daseul. ]

The students on this floor come from families with a lot of money. For the doors, my guess would be it's to stop regular students from feeling like they're disadvantaged.

[impresson]

[sitting is fine. he keeps his rigid posture, but it's really quite comfy. much nicer than his.]

So you are dedicated? More than that, are you bothered by the travel?

[since ... it's supposed to save wasted time and all. he can't really parse that. people can read in cars right...]

I see. Yes, that makes sense. But they have no reason to come to this floor either.

[tastelast]

The travel doesn't bother me, but my parents worried.

[ Each night they'd send a car to collect him to save from taking the subways, but it's still near an hour drive. By the time he returned home, he'd need to shower and sleep before school the next morning. ]

Being close by gives me more time to study.

[ Which he never needs to do, but he'll do anything to ease their minds. ]

They don't, unless they came for the purpose of checking out the other floors. But I've never seen anyone trying to get in.

[impresson]

It is a secure building in a safe area. It seems like a good choice to make.

[it's waaayyyy more secure than a half gutted house/warehouse with police tape on one side.]

That is a good thing, is it not? It would be a disturbance to the entire floor. Many would be put out.

[this has been nice and all, asking the questions. but Inho knows it is not why he is here]

What will you ask me first?

[tastelast]

[ An expensive choice, but it does save on paying a driver. If they wanted him to, he would gladly run back home each night until his feet bled, but they've always offered him the entire world.

He also still finds Inho's straightforward observations cute. He's simple, but it's sweet.

Daseul crouches down in front of Inho, resting his arms on his knees. ]

Can I undress you?

[ And to clarify: ]

When I touched your arm, it felt like you had muscles and veins. I want to look at the rest of your body.

[impresson]

[he is just a good, practical boy!! One who tilts his head down to follow Daseul's movements, studying them]

It will be the same.

[but there is no bite to his words, just a calm, level tone]

Yes, you can. Or I can undress, if you prefer that. I do not mind either way.

[tastelast]

[ He can't just take Inho's word for it. He has to know for himself.

He moves to rest his elbows on his knees instead, and his face on his hands. His eyes are sparkly. ]

I'd like to watch.

[impresson]

Alright, then.

[he can certainly tell that Daseul's intrigue is high, at least. but just for clothes removal? :|aaaaa

he does not try to make it appealing or attractive. he just sits back up and pulls his shirt over his head, holding it briefly before just letting it fall on the bed]

[tastelast]

[ The unsexiness of it doesn't seem to bother Daseul, at least. He seems perfectly content watching Inho strip for him, happily crouching where he is on the floor.

He doesn't stay there for long, though. Once the shirt is off and on his bed, he's still for only a second or two before he gets himself up, and- climbs on top of Inho where he sits, straddling him with knees on either side.

Daseul has been pretty good so far, even he deserves a reward sometimes. ]

[impresson]

[maybe he should have anticipated this. but no, he did not. He cocks his head to one side, just watching, because why wouldn't he?

his body is ... nice. not bad. toned. his chest rises and falls as if he were actually intaking air, though he really isn't. the only mildly interesting thing of note here, other than warm half naked man on Daseul's bed, is that he has no real marks on his body. not a single birth or beauty mark. completely unblemished]