[ It's a damn shame that by the time Jaekyu realises there has been a problem, it's already too late for people to be milling around the shopping districts. People have already headed home, workers are gone, the only people fussing about are too hurried to notice anything out of the ordinary, and rush past without a second look.
Eunjae is none of these people; a godsent angel for someone trapped in a store after closing. He's been stopping every few feet at each storefront to gawk and sip from the smoothie someone shoved into his hands (to take to the trash, probably, but a free smoothie? score. it doesn't matter that he can't drink it and cringes every time, and it doesn't matter that he'll projectile vomit it back up within the hour, someone gave it to him, and it's food).
He looks about as dazed as Jaekyu does to see someone staring back at him when he stopped to dumbfoundedly stare into the darkened store, and it takes a moment for him to realise that it isn't his reflection trying to get his attention. ]
any city
Eunjae is none of these people; a godsent angel for someone trapped in a store after closing. He's been stopping every few feet at each storefront to gawk and sip from the smoothie someone shoved into his hands (to take to the trash, probably, but a free smoothie? score. it doesn't matter that he can't drink it and cringes every time, and it doesn't matter that he'll projectile vomit it back up within the hour, someone gave it to him, and it's food).
He looks about as dazed as Jaekyu does to see someone staring back at him when he stopped to dumbfoundedly stare into the darkened store, and it takes a moment for him to realise that it isn't his reflection trying to get his attention. ]
What are you doing?
[ A savior? ... Probably not. ]