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hanbeean i'm coming to pick you up
jjanghao WHAT
jjanghao UR DOING WHAT
hanbeean ????
hanbeean picking you up????
jjanghao NOW?
hanbeean hao
hanbeean did we not agree to 3 or what 😭😭
jjanghao NO WE DID
jjanghao i'm just nervous 😢
hanbeean awww ☹️ my hao
hanbeean don't be nervous
hanbeean this is just like the other times we've gone out
jjanghao oh yeah ur right
jjanghao let me just turn my nervousness off
hanbeean HAO 😭😭😭
hanbeean IT'S OKAY I PROMISE
jjanghao I'M the one who gets to tell u if it's ok or not!!
jjanghao and i promise u IT'S NOT!!
hanbeean you know what
hanbeean just be ready in ten minutes
jjanghao ok 😢😢😢😢 see u
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Despite Hao's stubbornness, Hanbin was right; everything felt okay and normal, although Hanbin seemed to be acting extra kind this time. For example, he opened the car door for Hao, closed it, helped Hao with his seatbelt, and even carried Hao's (extremely light) bag for him. Even though it felt odd, Hao was still grateful for how much effort Hanbin was found to be putting into this date to make sure it was as good as it could be.
"Oh, wow," was all Hao could say as he walked into the bowling alley, hand in hand with Hanbin. "Why does this look like the club?" he questioned, referring to the flashing patterned lights that were scattered all around the area. "It's silly, though, I like it."
Hanbin snorted at Hao's comments, patting his back with his free hand. "Well, I'm glad you like it, then." He smiled, taking Hao over to the front counter.
It would be an understatement to say that Hao didn't feel ridiculous in the oddly shaped bowling shoes he and Hanbin were made to wear; they were an unflattering colour too. Hanbin, who was very much aware of Hao's sentiment, teased him about it at any possible moment.
