@Tylerrr-M-P
( I just realised that at the start of the roleplay I was called Devon, but I was using Tyler in other roleplays so I got confused lmaooo)
( I just realised that at the start of the roleplay I was called Devon, but I was using Tyler in other roleplays so I got confused lmaooo)
(Oh my god I didn’t even notice lmao)
Yeon nodded slowly, grinning slyly. “Nah, sounds good. I’m sure they'd love to have me, I’d say that I’m pretty likeable,” he responded in a joking tone.
Tyler laughed a bit. 'I mean, that's not a lie.' There and then, Tyler noticed how handsome Yeon was, and felt like nothing compared to him. Yeon had a wonderful athletic and tall build, with beautiful dark hair, and Tyler was a trainwreck. Did Yeon even want to talk to him?
Yeon’s grin shifted into a more confident one, nodding. He leaned back in his chair a tad, tipping back the cup and finishing the rest of the coffee that was inside. “You’re not to bad yourself,” he commented, his arms folding across his chest.
Tyler blushed and looked down. 'I'm a trainwreck, trust me.'
“Mm, I don’t know about that one. You’ve made a pretty good first impression. Believe me, if I thought you were a train wreck, I’d most likely already be gone,” Yeon said in a matter-of-fact tone.
'Really?' asked Tyler, twiddling his thumbs. 'It's just - I might not seem like it - but I struggle to talk to people, and then I become a nervous wreck. That's the usual thing.'
Yeon chuckled a tad and shook his head. “You sound like you’re talking perfectly fine with me.”
'I know, but… today's just a weird day for me. Some days I can't talk to anyone, and some days I feel like I could give a speech to the United States population about memes. I guess it's easier for me because Alex knows you.'
Yeon stifled a sharp snicker at the speech comment. “Well, that’s good.” He dug into his pocket and took out his cell phone. “How about we exchange numbers, and we can discuss this band thing?”
Tyler nodded, and read out his number to Yeon.
Yeon put Tyler’s number into his contact list. He then said his number aloud for Tyler to take down.
Tyler took down his number, tapping it into his phone. 'I'm sure the band will love to have you.'
“Mm, hopefully,” Yeon responded slowly. “I know Alex, I kind of know you, what are the other people like?”
'Jay is just chill as fuck, and Billie is pretty cool and funny, but he will fight you if you try to hit on him,' said Tyler.
Yeon let out a low whistle and laughed. “Note taken, I’ll make sure to only do so to you,” he joked. “But they sound like nice guys, I’m sure we’ll get along just fine.”
Tyler blushed, 'Yeah, they're great guys. You'll fit in well.'
“Sounds amazing,” Yeon commented. His phone buzzed, and he checked the text that had popped up. “Hey, I’ve got a soccer game, you should come watch, or play if you want. Alex might be there.”
'I'll come and watch,' replied Tyler. 'I don't really play footb - soccer. Alex said he'd be at a match today with his boyfriend, so I guess I'll join you.'
“Alright, lets go then. The field is practically across town, and I don’t have my car,” Yeon said with a chuckle, pushing up from the chair.
Tyler grabbed his bag and led Yeon outside, showing him his motorbike. 'We can use this, hun.'
Yeon gave a suggestive whistle as he looked at the motorbike. “Damn, Tyler! Never took you to be the kind of guy who would ride one of these.”
Tyler hopped onto the bike, smirking at Yeon. 'Hop on, I know the way.'
Yeon got on the bike behind him, slipping an arm around Tyler’s waist. “You seem much more confident than you had been previously,” he commented with a sly grin.
Tyler laughed, 'I think my motorbike emits strange powers that make me confident.' He started up the motorbike and began racing down the road.
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