tongue-tied ✦ l.jn | ✔

two

When you arrived at the club, you immediately felt out of place again. You clung onto NingNing's arm tightly as she confidently led the way through the crowd to the VIP lounge. She flashed a smile and her VIP pass to the bouncer outside the room, who nodded and stepped aside. As soon as the two of you entered the small room that consisted of one large rounded booth, you immediately regretted your decision. When NingNing said that everyone would be there, your brain hadn't pieced together that 'everyone' included Lee Jeno, who perked up with interest as the two of you walked in.

Jeno eyed you curiously, an eyebrow raised, "So you came back."

"Y/N has something really important to ask you guys," NingNing announced, gesturing to you pointedly.

You felt like a deer in the headlights as all of them turned to look at you. Swallowing thickly, you avoided looking at Jeno as you tried to think of anything else to say.

"Sit down, let's get you a drink first," Jaemin kindly saved you, gesturing to the open space at the end of the booth seat.

NingNing sat down next to Mark, who had previously been at the end, and you scooted in after her. The circular table unfortunately made it so that you were looking directly at Jeno, who you couldn't help but sneak glances at as your brain still stubbornly tried to remember what breed of dog he reminded you of. Another round was brought out for everyone, and you gratefully started sipping on yours.

It was when he smiled up at the waiter as he was handed his drink that it finally hit you. You had to bite down on your lip not to cry out in victory.

Chenle looked at you over his sunglasses—yes he was wearing sunglasses indoors at night, as he had been last time. He asked, "So what is this really important thing you have to ask us?"

You looked at NingNing desperately, but she just gave you a deliberate nod.

"Come on, Y/N, it'll be fine."

With a gulp, you gathered your courage to just fucking say it and get it over with. You still wanted to be right. "Okay, think about it really hard before you answer."

They all nodded in assent, anticipating your question.

Taking a deep breath, you finally asked, "Doesn't Jeno kind of look like a Samoyed?"

A couple of them seemed concerned for your mental state. The rest pondered your question whole-heartedly, brows furrowed as they studied the model. Jeno had a look of pure bewilderment on his face.

Finally, Haechan gasped, "Oh my God you're right."

"Thank you!" You sighed victoriously, looking over at NingNing smugly.

Jisung fervently searched something on his phone, eyes widening in shock, "Now that you've said that I can't unsee it."

"What? Let me see." Chenle yanked the phone out of Jisung's hand, holding a picture of a fluffy white Samoyed up to Jeno's face.

The model tilted his head to the side in confusion, perfectly mimicking the picture on-screen. Chenle burst into loud, cackling laughter.

"Shit, he-he does!" Renjun declared between his own laughs.

Murmurs of agreement erupted around the table, and you were now fully vindicated. "Thank you! Thank you! NingNing didn't agree with me so I had to come and—"

"No, I did," she snickered. "It was just the only way to get you to come back. You're a whole different person when you think you're right."

You tried to glare at her, but you were much too ecstatic at being proven right to really be all that mad.