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his eyes follow where you move, his fingers itching to pull hyunjin away from you. hyunjin spins you around in the kitchen, which you two thought was empty, apart from you two. it supposedly was, before the man had walked down from his room to grab a bottle of water.
"hyunjin!" his eyebrow raises when you laugh out the name of the man. hyunjin? how are you two in first name basis? have you been friends for that long? were you two well aquatinted when you and him were still close?
"okay, princess, what now?" hyunjin said softly, and the call name, princess? since when did you two even become that close?
seungmin wants answers. so in the best way he can, he pulls out his phone and pretends to be occupied with the device, clearing his throat and making random noises when he steps into the room. you and hyunjin freeze, jolting up at the sound. it doesn't last long before you make a move and turn around to see seungmin, eyes glued to his device as he walks to the kitchen.
"oh, seungmin." you sigh, leaning back into the touch of hyunjin who protectively secures his arms around you. seungmin watches you two with slitted eyes, he never recalled you two being this close, not even in class, you two barely spoke without having it turn into a scream fest. "i thought it was someone else."
"someone else? what do you mean by that?"
you sigh, looking at hyunjin and smiling at him. it's been a long while since seungmin had seen you smile like that, which causes his heart to swell. but the smile is short lived when you hear the oven ding. you bend down and look at the dish that had been baking.
"we made a bet that," you answer him, silently tapping hyunjin to pass you the mitt to which he does, even putting them on for you before you open the oven. you pull out the hot plate and place it over the counter. "whoever gets caught dating—"
"dating?" his voice cracks when he's caught of guard with your words. he isn't sure if he heard you right, so he lets your words run through his head like a broken record. "what do you mean dating?"
hyunjin side eyes the man, pulling out the mitt and showing him your ring finger and his neck. a silver band wrapped around your finger while a ring hanging from a necklace chain, hangs from his toned neck. "we are dating."
all of a sudden, seungmin goes short circuit. he's both in shock and betrayal. how can you not tell him these things? aren't you two friends? he feels agitated. his brows furrow, and the look of disapproval doesn't go missed in your eyes. you can't tell if he's simply denying your relationship with hyunjin or if he's just in betrayal because hyunjin hadn't told him, well more like, never planned on telling him.
"how did i not know of this?" he asks you, the tone in his voice; thick, as he speaks.
"because you never asked...?" you answer him, but he's left unsatisfied with your answer. he wants an explanation, no— scratch that, he needs an in depth elaboration.
