dating seungmin wasn’t something you ever imagined would actually happen. he was the kind of person you’d see on screens, smiling during interviews, performing under bright lights, surrounded by cheering fans who adored him. meanwhile, you were just… you. a normal person who still got shy ordering at cafés and occasionally tripped over flat ground. the fact that you were dating him, the synthesizer player of xdinary heroes, sometimes felt like a running joke the universe hadn’t gotten tired of yet. and yet, here you were, actually holding his hand on quiet walks, sharing ramen at midnight, and learning what it meant to love someone whose life was anything but normal.

when the news first leaked, the internet lost its mind. you tried to stay offline, but curiosity got the better of you, and the comments hit harder than you expected. “why her?” “she’s so plain.” “he deserves someone famous, not some random girl.” it was cruel, but not surprising. you weren’t an idol, you didn’t have perfect lighting or fans defending you. you were just a regular person who happened to fall in love with someone extraordinary. seungmin told you to ignore it, brushing your hair gently behind your ear. “they don’t know you like i do,” he said, voice soft but steady. “you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.” and you wanted to believe that, even when the world made it hard.

things slowly settled down after jype clarified that xdinary heroes’ dating ban no longer applied since they’d almost hit four years as a group. that took some pressure off, but it didn’t stop the whispers whenever you went out together. still, seungmin didn’t hide you. he’d walk beside you openly, his hand brushing yours in that subtle way that made your heart race. sometimes, he’d even sneak glances at you during live events, just enough for you to know he was thinking of you even in front of thousands of people. it was both terrifying and comforting, being seen like that.

dating him wasn’t all soft smiles and warm hugs though. his schedule was brutal, with endless rehearsals, recordings, and promotions. some nights he’d text you at 3 a.m. just to say “i miss you” before passing out mid-conversation. you learned to love from a distance, to cherish the quiet moments you could steal between his chaos. and when you did see each other, he always made it count, showing up with your favorite snacks, talking about random things, and sometimes just lying beside you in comfortable silence, both of you too tired to speak but happy just to exist together.

you never asked for fame, attention, or validation. you just wanted to love him the way he deserved, not as seungmin the idol, but as seungmin the boy who laughed too easily and fell asleep mid-movie. even with the world watching, you held onto that quiet truth. because despite everything, the hate, the pressure, the distance, it was still you and him, choosing each other over and over again. and maybe, in a world full of noise, that was the most extraordinary thing of all.