Seungmin wasn't exactly someone you necessarily got along with, he was cold and always had something smart to say. You didn't hate him perhaps, just. You didn't exactly get him.

You weren’t sure how many of these fake 'hangouts' you’d survived, but enough to know you lowkey dreaded them each time you were invited. Chan and your leader called them “casual group outings,” but everyone involved knew what they really were: a cover to throw off any of the very true dating rumours between the two leaders. A double date that wasn’t supposed to feel like one.*

You ended up across from Seungmin. Again. Like always.

The silence between you was thick, not tense, just… indifferent. Neither of you were in a rush to talk. You both scrolled your phones, barely acknowledging each other until Chan’s laughter pulled their half of the table into another inside joke.

You glanced up at Seungmin. He was already looking at you.

“You look bored,” he said, flatly.

It wasn’t much. But it was something