changbin's pov
i had never been good at flirting, but after han's advice i was determined to try. i went to yeonjun's dorm to learn from an expert. he dragged in me, closing the door behind me. "okay so i'll give you a scenario and you'll tell me what you would do, got it?" he says.
"got it!" i reply enthusiastically.
"lets say you and chan are in the studio together and he complains about how hungry he is. what do you do?" he asks.
i think for a moment before answering. "i say me too?" yeonjun shakes his head. "no you invite him to go out for food!" he exclaims. "i know you're nervous about rejection, but after han's advice i think it's obvious that chan feels the same way, you know? i mean everyone else in your friend group is dating each other so there's literally no one else he could be talking about"
he spends a few more minutes giving me tips and suggestions before i muster up the courage to go look for him. he usually spends most of his time in studio number 8, so i check there first. i peak through the door to see he's actually there-- and luckily for me he's alone.
i flatten out my shirt and slip my glasses on. i slowly open the door with a shy smile. "hyung? oh my, i had no idea you'd be here" i say, cursing myself for my bad acting. "bin! hey!" he smiled, revealing his infamous dimple.
"wanna see what i'm working on?" he asks. "sure!" i grin. he pulls off the headphones he was wearing and points to them. "i'm not confident enough to play it on the speakers yet so you'll have to come over here to listen" chan laughs.
this was the chance yeonjun was talking about. i take a deep breath and pray i don't embarrass myself. i lower myself onto his lap and slip on the headphones. i'm practically holding my breath as i await chan's reaction.
to my surprise he wraps one arm loosely around my waist to pull me closer. he uses his other hand to press play on the laptop. the music fills my ears.
got so many questions
you seek information
no need to be desperate
we're just getting started, yeah
craving the connection
patience, babe
we're pulling at each other like magnets
the rules are telling us to ignore them
your moves, they're asking me for attention
oh, i'm losing it, hey
no turning back once we're connected
no turning back once we're connected
no turning back once we're connected
when the music finishes, i slip off the headphones with a huge grin. "that was amazing.." i yell. "you really think so?" he asks, wrapping his arms tighter around my waist. "i do. you're even more talented than i imagined"
"you were the perfect muse" he whispers. "hm?" i ask, slightly blushing.
"oh nothing.."
A/N : they finally made progress 🙏
