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"Are you guys done with your little makeout session or whatever?" Taehyun spoke with a hint of sass, knocking on the door.

"It is not one, Kang Taehyun." Both of you said unanimously, to which he responds with a "Sure, whatever you say."

Yeonjun asked for the rest in the living room to give you two a moment before focusing on you again.

"Well, this doesn't work." Yeonjun folded his arms, adjusting his gaze to meet with yours.

"Of course it doesn't. Did you want it to work, darling?" You taunted him, air quoting the pet name he had given to you as a joke earlier.

"If you're okay with it, could you, maybe, give us a chance?" Yeonjun cleared his throat before making that bold initiative.

He wasn't sure what your answer would be, but deep down he was hoping a little or too much that you would agree to it.

"Sure, why not?"