Dimples | Yeonbin

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[a/n]

Okay I was supposed to sleep but there's apparently an event near my apartment and idk what type of bass they're using but my room is THUMPING. Like I could feel it in my bones 😭

So I guess I'll just write some stuff, and here is one of those stuff.

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Soobin wasn't entirely sure how it had happened, but there they were—walking side by side, fingers lightly intertwined, on their way to class.

He couldn't stop glancing down at their hands, barely able to process the fact that this was real. Yeonjun was just as casual about it as he always was, chatting away like holding hands was really a no big deal.

But it was a big deal. At least to Soobin. (Tbh it was for Yeonjun too, he just wanted to act cool.)

He felt like his heart had been running a marathon since that kiss. It hadn't been planned, but it also felt... right.

There was no awkwardness, no sudden confessions or dramatic changes. Just them, as they always had been, but with something more hanging in the air.

And now? Now they were doing this. Holding hands. In public.

"I think you're blushing," Yeonjun teased, looking up at him with that signature grin that made Soobin's stomach flip.

"I'm not," Soobin mumbled, trying to hide his face. Which was ridiculous, because it was Yeonjun. He knew. He always knew.

Before Soobin could retort, a familiar voice interrupted them. "Oh, this is gonna be good," Beomgyu said, making them both jump as he walked up alongside them, arms crossed, looking way too smug.

Soobin immediately tried to pull his hand back, but Yeonjun just tightened his grip, not letting him escape. "Don't even think about it," Yeonjun whispered, smirking.

"Look who's getting all touchy-feely," Beomgyu teased, eyeing their hands. "And you didn't even tell me?"

Soobin's face went bright red as he desperately looked for a way out. "It's not like that—"

"It's exactly like that," Beomgyu cut him off, his grin widening. "Do Taehyun and Hueningkai know, or am I getting the exclusive scoop?"

As if on cue, Taehyun and Hueningkai appeared, both of them instantly picking up on what Beomgyu was talking about.

"Well, well, well," Taehyun said, catching up to them with a smirk plastered on his face. "What do we have here?"

Soobin instantly stiffened, his hand twitching in Yeonjun's. He tried to pull away again, but Yeonjun shot him a teasing glance. "Oh no, you're not getting away that easily."

"Are you two... holding hands?" Hueningkai asked, eyes wide with mock disbelief. "This is gold."

Beomgyu snorted. "I told you guys something was up."

"Soobin? Yeonjun? Hand in hand? This is groundbreaking," Taehyun added, feigning shock as he circled them with Hueningkai, both looking far too amused for Soobin's comfort.

"Shut up," Soobin muttered, cheeks burning even more.

"You know," Beomgyu continued, "if you're gonna make it this obvious, at least let me bet on it."

Hueningkai tilted his head thoughtfully. "Yeah, actually, this would be a great bet. How long before one of them admits they're actually together?"

"Three days," Taehyun said confidently. "One of them will cave."

Yeonjun, as usual, just shrugged. "We'll see," he said with a grin, still holding Soobin's hand tight. Soobin shot him a look that clearly said don't you dare.

Taehyun and Hueningkai exchanged knowing glances before bursting into laughter, with Beomgyu joining in as they walked toward class, all three of them piling on the teasing. By the time they reached the classroom door, Soobin felt like his face was permanently red.

They stopped outside the door, and Yeonjun finally let go of Soobin's hand, but not before giving it one last, reassuring squeeze. Soobin's heart raced again at the simple gesture.

"You good?" Yeonjun whispered, leaning in close.

Soobin nodded, lips twitching into a small smile. "Yeah. I'm good."

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[a/n]

Well I'm not good— on the first class of one of the subjects I'm taking this sem, they gave us an assignment straight away, a big one, worth 30% of our coursework— and guess what? Deadline is in 3 days, CRAAAZYYY.

I wish I could say I'm making shit up, but I'm not T^T okay that's me ranting, thank you for listening—reading this small tangent 🫶