Holy crap you were going to be the death of him

For the past two years you and Minu had gotten close, and after Eunhyeok and Su-ae you became the only friend he’d actively seek out whenever he could to spend time with. It was probably a coping thing, he only really needed a distraction most of the time, but it worked. Sometimes you’d come over to play video games, sometimes study, sometimes hang out and go places, eat, nap, cuddle, kiss, all casual of course.

It was a friendship, just a friendship. A very, very close friendship. He was your best friend, you were his. And it’s normal for friends to ask each other for clothing opinions, right?

You stood by your dresser, a new pair of jeans fitting nicely in your form. His eyes narrowed as he studied them. Finally, he gave a short nod as he approved the outfit pairing. Truthfully he was a tad jealous, not everyone could pull off any pair of pants like that. He wasn’t sure what was more entertaining, you’re outfits, or watching you out the outfits on.

You were heaven sent truly. The perfect person to him. You were nice to him and didn’t leave after everything happened, you dropped everything to hang out with him, and your appearance was a nice bonus.

“I liked the grey pair.” He rested his head on his hands as he kept his eyes on you, the chair he was sitting in backwards was amazing for his comfort though horrible in his spine.