TWINEMY (Hyunjin FF)

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~ Changbin ~

He cuddled into my side, his shivering causing me to shake as well.

We drove until we found a rounded underpass, the street all but dead. We situated ourselves on one side and projected onto the opposite wall.

The hilarious effect the circular shape of the wall had on the film was a bonus, many of us barely being able to stay serious.

Seungmin had been a bit clingier in the past few hours. Earlier, he had latched onto me and playfully wrestled me in the water even though we both were frozen and couldn't move our limbs.

Now, he nuzzled his head into my chest, and I strongly wondered how long I could keep my cool before dying of pure adoration for this boy.

"Seungie," I whispered.

He hummed, looking up at me with puppy eyes, though he usually had puppy eyes. "Changie."

I smiled softly and rubbed the (face) cheek that was cutely squished against me. "Why're you being so cute today?"

He smiled and raised his eyebrows up and down to tease me. "Aren't I always?"

I grumbled and looked back up to see the movie. If I wasn't so preoccupied, the song currently playing would definitely be my only thought for weeks.

"I'll make a man out of you~"

"Changbin."

"Yeah?"

He twisted the fabric of my sweater in his fingers, avoiding eye contact. "You like me, right?" I saw his lip go under his teeth. "—Or do you not?" he hastily added.

"I do." At this point, the best thing to do is probably scoot him off me so my heart stops hurting with its intense yearning.

"Well. I like you too." His whisper was so quiet that I barely heard it.

"Yeah. I thought you did." Please tell me he's not just playing with my feelings right now.

He went silent for a few minutes, so I turned my attention back to Mulan. Seungmin was still in the back of my mind, of course, but that's a given.

"I'm scared."

My breath hitched. "What's wrong?"

"I'm scared of being in a relationship," he reiterated.

I had no idea what to say to that, so I brushed it off. "Well we're not in a relationship, so you don't need to worry."

"What if I want to be and that makes me worried?"

I blinked quickly as I looked around us, not being able to look at him. "With me? Want to be in a relationship with me?"

I felt his chin dig into my ribs as he nodded.

"Why would you be worried about that?"

He was quiet again and I assumed the conversation was over again, but no. "I've never been in one before and I don't want it to go bad. I don't want to love you and get hurt by some dumb thing that always happens to people dating."

"Like what?"

He sighed. "Cheating. Arguing. Losing feelings. All kinds of things. I don't want to ruin a perfectly good thing."

My heart fluttered unreasonably at the "perfectly good thing" part. He likes this, what we have. I do too. But I have my issues with it.

"I always want to kiss you, though. Always. But I never can because we're a 'perfectly good thing."

I saw his expression dampen.

"I didn't mean it that way. Just that how we feel is inevitable, and no label is gonna change that."

He released a big breath and wrapped his arm tighter around my torso. "I'm scared."

I brought my hand up to brush his hair. "Am I worth it?"

"Huh!?" He burned red when the others turned to us at his outburst.

"Bro be quiet. I'm trying to watch the best movie in cinematic history here!" Minho complained, unhappily shoving a piece of popcorn in his mouth.

Seungmin turned back to me and looked deep into my eyes. "I think you're worth it."

"Then give me a chance. I'll make you happy. I'll be a good boyfriend."

He chewed his lip again and intertwined our fingers. "I'm scared," he repeated like a broken record.

"Be scared with me."

Staring at me for a while with concerned eyes, he leaned up to bring his lips to mine. Our lips met in our second kiss. It was soft and brief, the feeling lingering longer than the actual occurrence.

"Okay."

With that, he laid his head back down onto my chest and tuned back in to the movie.

I swear. This guy's gonna be the end of me.