"how do you let go of the person that felt like home?" - hwamin
"how do you say goodbye when your heart still wants to hold on?" - junkyu
hwamin and junkyu, childhood sweethearts once dreamed of achieving their idol dreams together, but what happen...
"A blind date? Yah, you already have me.” You can picture the adorable pout on Junkyu's face, and you wish you could reach through the phone to kiss his worry away, but all you can do is sigh.
“Yeah, I told them I was dating someone, but they didn’t take me seriously. They want to know a name, a face, something.” He imitates your sigh, followed by a large thud, which you assume is him collapsing into his bed. You hear the rustle of sheets before he speaks again.
“Well… You could start with telling them it’s an idol?”
“They’ll think I’m delusional. Anyway, it’s just one date! I’ll even call it a friend date to let him know it’s nothing serious.” He laughs at that, tone a bit softer.
“Yeah, that’s nice. A friend date. Dates are reserved for me only, ‘kay?” He chuckles into the receiver, the faint voice of jihoon telling you both to get a room in the background. In response, junkyu yells back, “This is my room!”
“It’s late, didn’t you practice all day? Go rest, kyu. I’ll call you in the morning.” You plug your phone into the charger by your bed, and put him on speaker as you change into comfier clothing.
“Wait, before that, tell me where you’re going and when.” He yawns, ignoring your comment about his exhaustion. His voice is sleep-laced, so you answer quickly, in order for him to get the sleep he deserves.
“That chicken wing place near my apartment, tomorrow at 6 PM. Now sleep please?”
“Gladly,” he mumbles. “I love you, minnie.”
“I love you too, kyu. Goodnight.” He sends you a kiss through the phone, his lips smacking loudly, and you return the embarrassing gesture, hearing a gagging hyunsuk in the background.
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You arrive at the restaurant at the time specified, and approach a male wearing the color your friend had specified. He confirms your assumption by asking you why your friend asked him to go out with you.
“I don’t know, she thinks I’m going to be forever alone or something. Just so you know, I already have someone. So this is… Um, a friend date?” You groan as the male begins to chuckle at the term, taking a few seconds to recollect himself.
“Yeah, for sure, a…” He laughs again, “A friend date.”
The two of you bond over a shared love for chicken wings and girl groups, poking fun at each other’s stans.
20 minutes in, you feel a buzz in your pocket.
“Sorry,” you mumble, pulling your phone out of your pocket, revealing a text from junkyu.
[6:23 PM] junkyu: you look cute today that wasn’t part of agreement are you trying to make me jealous?
[6:23 PM] You: um??????? how do u even know what i look like……….
[6:24 PM] junkyu: look up
Directly in front of your table, a booth situated by the door is stuffed full of boys clad in a variety of hats and face masks. Catching eye contact with one of the boys, he pulls down his face mask and grins cheekily - junkyu.
“Oh my god, you’ve got to be kidding me.”
“Something wrong?” Your new acquaintance asks, turning around in his seat. Immediately, menus shoot up to conceal the suspicious looking males, and you stifle a laugh.
“No, nothing, just remembered that I need to… Water my cactus.”
“Oh. Uh, okay. So, what’s this guy you’re dating like?” He asks, taking a sip of his drink. You glance over at junkyu, obviously straining his ears to eavesdrop on your conversation. You roll your eyes at him, and clear your throat.
“Well, he’s charming, good-looking, and sometimes, really - and I mean really, nosey.” junkyu makes a face of offense at you, and in return, you stick your tongue out at him when your friend isn’t looking.
“Interesting. Maybe I know him?”
“Most likely. He and his friends are pretty popular - and nosey as well,” you say, sending a glare at the boys for supporting junkyu's mischievous plan. However, you couldn’t blame them, junkyu probably offered to pay for the food - and who could say no to free food? (Not 12 hungry idols.)
“Like… Popular as in, around campus? Is he in a frat?”
“No, nothing like that,” a familiar voice cuts in. Junkyu approaches your table confidently, hands in the pocket of his jeans. He’s taken off his hat and mask, thankfully the restaurant was near only available for YG staffs so it wasn't a problem.
You bury your face into your hands, staring at your plate of chicken bones in embarrassment. “junkyu, what are you doing?”
“Introducing myself to my girlfriend’s friend date,” he says casually, shrugging. “Hey. Kim Junkyu - well, junkyu is my stage name. Does the name Treasure ring a bell?”
“You’re dating Junkyu from Treasure?!”
“Um… Yeah? Surprise?” He looks back and forth between you and junkyu, before sputtering out an unnecessary apology. He leaves enough money to cover the bill, and wishes the both of you the best before leaving.
“Well, at least he paid the bill,” you joke, glancing at the idol still standing beside you. “Hey, people are going to get the wrong idea, you shouldn’t -” junkyu presses a kiss to your forehead, interrupting your train of thought. “junkyu…” You murmur, glancing at their the staff looking directly at you.
“Don’t worry,” he reassures you, "The company is okay with us, we’re fine.”
It takes a few moments for your brain to fully process the situation, and you take a step back, arms crossed in realization.
“What?” He asks, pouting.
“You did this on purpose. You decided to surprise me with the news while I was on a friend date, to interrupt it, didn’t you?”
“Yeah. That was the plan.”
“What do I do with you?” You sigh, and he takes your hand in his, kissing it gently.
“You can start with loving me, forever,” he grins.
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junkyupvtspace - we almost got caught by the public but atleast im with her
