melt me with your eyes.

It was a rainy evening, thunder and lightning struck, the news warning of outages. You, Jisung, calculated, “One… two… three… four… five. About five miles away. A decent distance. However, storms can travel fast. What if it picks up speed? What if the wind changes direction? The news mentioned a squall line. Is this the squall line?” Your hands grew clammy. Just then, Minho, your roommate with unspoken feelings, arrived home from work. He longed for more than friendship, but your calculated nature, always studying and planning, seemed to deter him. A relationship was likely the last thing on your mind. You sat on the couch with Minho when the power suddenly cut. Outage. Silence filled the room, your eyes wide with surprise. Minho noticed your gaze, shrugging off the situation, more focused on your closeness. (TIMESKIP) After a while, comfortable quiet settled. Minho noticed you fiddling with your phone. “Hey, what’re you doing with your phone?” he asked, leaning closer. You scooted back slightly, glumly replying, “I’m saving the battery.” “Saving the battery for what?” he asked, genuinely curious. “I might wanna use the calculator.” A typical Jisung response. Minho found it charming. "Might as well get used to living in the dark," you added. "Yeah…" Minho replied, unconvinced. "I wouldn’t mind looking around the house again…since there’s nothing else to do, and maybe…looking at you." That surprised you. “Looking at me?” You pushed up your glasses, blushing. “Really? You like looking at me?” “Uh yeah…I suppose I do.” He said, covering his mouth shyly.