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𝐉ungwon’s hoodie was draped over your shoulders, his hand still loosely holding yours — all part of the deal, right?

You were sitting on the curb outside your favorite café, waiting for your friends to show, and the silence between you was… weird. Comfortable. Dangerous.

“You know you don’t have to hold my hand when no one’s around.”

You said it casually, eyes locked on the street, pretending your heart wasn’t going insane.

Jungwon’s thumb brushed over your knuckles, slow and absentminded. “Yeah,” he mumbled, voice light, “I know.

Neither of you let go.

And neither of you said what you were really thinking.