Dimples | Yeonbin

illegal

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So~ again with a new book 😭 hey, when there's an idea I can't just sit on it okay:""

At first I wanted to write this as a one shot, but as I drafted the story, the cheesy corny scenarios keep coming and I thought why not just make it a short book? Just a couple of chapters??

So here it is~ hehe

Just fluff, I promise 🤞 (mom said not to promise something you can't fulfill :3)

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Yeonjun wasn't staring. Well, he was kind of staring, but it's not like anyone could blame him.

There he was again. Soobin. Dimples out, smile on, looking like he just stepped out of some kind of rom-com where he's both the lead and the guy you're hopelessly pining for. It wasn't fair.

Those dimples? Criminal. Illegal.

Yeonjun wasn't even sure how Soobin got away with it, walking around with that face and acting like it was nothing.

"Dude, you're doing it again," Beomgyu's voice cut through his thoughts, snapping him back to reality.

"Huh?" Yeonjun blinked, realizing he had been in a daze. "Doing what?"

"Staring. At him." Beomgyu wiggled his eyebrows like he had just uncovered some deep, dark secret. "You're obsessed, bro."

Yeonjun groaned, slumping in his seat as he shoved a fry into his mouth. "I'm not obsessed."

"Right." Beomgyu leaned back with a smirk. "You just happen to look like a lovesick puppy every time he's within a ten-foot radius."

Yeonjun glared at him, but his eyes flicked back—against his will—to where Soobin was sitting at the next table, laughing at something Taehyun said. That smile. Those dimples.

It was obsession. But it was also a problem.

"You gotta do something about this, man," Beomgyu said, kicking Yeonjun's leg under the table. "Confess or combust. Those are your options."

"Confess or combust?" Yeonjun snorted. "That's the best you've got?"

Beomgyu shrugged. "I don't make the rules. I'm just here for the entertainment."

Yeonjun rolled his eyes, but his mind was already racing. He couldn't keep this up—this staring-from-afar thing. It was pathetic, and he wasn't pathetic. At least, he didn't used to be.

But Soobin's smile? That smile had him weak in the knees every time.

Yeonjun sighed. "I gotta make a move."

Beomgyu's eyes widened. "Wait, you serious?"

"As a heart attack." Yeonjun straightened up, determination settling in his chest.

No more lurking in the shadows. No more silent admiration. He was Yeonjun, for crying out loud. He could handle a little crush. Even if that crush had dimples that always made his heart do some weird shit.

"Alright," Beomgyu grinned, leaning in like this was some kind of top-secret mission. "What's the plan?"

Yeonjun looked at Soobin, who was now talking animatedly, hands moving as he laughed again. Those dimples. His heartbeat picked up.

Shit—

Yeonjun swallowed. "I have no idea."

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I really do hope this can be a nice break for me from writing all those smut and angst 😭🤲

And I do hope you guys will enjoy it too <3