Jae-Yoon Hyunsik did flings and one-night stands, but he didn't do actual relationships. Ever since things ended badly with Noah over a year and a half ago, the mere thought of even entertaining the idea of dating someone, being involved romantically, hurt. Noah had taken his heart and yanked it out before crushing it completely when they broke up, and the Korean-American had been forced to glue the pieces back together alone. He had no support from his parents, because they were the main reason he and his blonde beauty broke up in the first place.

That line of thought brought him to the girl he was looking at as leaned back in his seat at the café, winking at a pretty blonde girl who was looking at him from across the room. She blushed and giggled, pulling out a pen and writing something on a piece of paper. Seconds later she was sashaying her way over to him, winking as she slides it to him before she gathers her things and leaves. Jae looks at the name printed in neat, flowery letters on the paper: Noelle. He immediately crushes it and tosses it away, his eyes hardening at the name. It wasn't Noah, but it was close enough, and he wanted nothing to do with anyone named similarly to it.

Just as he begins to stand up and leave, his mood for finding some company for tonight dashed, the door opens. For a brief second, Jae's breath is taken away by the sight of a gorgeous brunette boy as he passes through the doorway, the fading golden sunlight framing him in a way that made him look like some sort of angel. His trance is broken when the door shuts and the boy heads up to the counter. He can breathe again now, but the image of this golden angel boy wasn't anything he was going to be forgetting for a while.

He observes the brunette, not looking away when the beauty turns around after paying and receiving his drink. Jae waves, flashing him a flirtatious smile as he does so. He had no idea if this boy was even gay, or at the very least bisexual or pansexual, but it would be worth a try. The angel paused when he saw the waving and smile before approaching Jae's table. "Is this seat taken?" He asked, gesturing to the seat across from the Korean-American.

Jae shook his head. "No, you're free to take it if you want," he answers, never taking his eyes off of him. "Thanks," is the reply he receives, and golden boy sits down. "I'm Tyler, by the way. Tyler Lockwood." In response, he leans forward in his seat a little, sipping on his drink before saying, "Jae-Yoon Hyunsik, but you can have the pleasure of calling me Jae." He adds a wink, and the way Tyler's cheeks turn a dark pink was absolutely adorable and another image he wouldn't forget for a long time.

"Are you busy tonight?" He asks, his eyes roaming over Tyler's face. Jae was unintentionally mapping it so he could remember it after their meeting, which was unusual – normally he wanted nothing to do with someone after he's finished with them, and that included remembering their name or face. He only remembered things like that if they were especially memorable and he wanted an encore round of their previous activities.

The angel shakes his head and takes a sip of his drink, and all Jae can think about in that moment is how sinfully pretty his lips were, and what they'd look like wra – he stops that train of thought, not wanting to get too far ahead of himself. "Excellent. I can think of a few things we can do tonight," he drawls, staring suggestively at Tyler.

The implications of that sentence makes Tyler's eyes widen and his cheeks flush a light red color. "Oh, no. I don't do casual sex anymore." Jae frowns. He's never been rejected before by someone who was into men, especially not before he'd even actually suggested it.

For some reason, though, the brunette thinks, I can live with that. It startles him, because he hadn't thought that way since he met Noah. The more he mulls over that thought, though, the more he realizes it's true. He was willing to get to know Tyler, uncover all of the mysteries about him, and wait for the physical part to come whenever they were both ready for it.

"We'll take things slow then."