The night at the bar was filled with laughter and stories—mostly from you, as you animatedly told story after story. Changbin and Han watched with amused smiles, sipping on their sodas while keeping an eye on you. Even though they didn’t drink, they seemed just as entertained as you were.

When it was time to go home, they were by your side instantly. Changbin took your left arm, Han took your right, holding you close to keep you steady as you walked down the street. Han carried your purse and phone carefully, teasing.

Han: "I guess I’m your personal assistant now, huh?"

As you stumbled a little, Changbin laughed and squeezed your arm.