Not Into You; Changjin

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Minho
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I lift my hand to knock on his door. It's been a week, exactly, since the kiss. We still haven't talked, but he got home earlier today. I really miss him. I did all week, but I figured he'd want to spend time with his family

After a soft rap on the door, Han appears, smiling, "Took you long enough."

"I didn't wanna interrupt your family time. They're way more important than me."

"Actually, um," he chews his lip, "I was wondering - well, Jihoon's boyfriend is the one who invited us, but like... He asked Jihoon to ask me, and now, I'm asking you. I got sidetracked there, but that's okay. Also, don't feel obligated to say yes because I totally understand. I mean, I get if it's because of me, but I also get if you just want to spend time without the others first. The point is... do you wanna go on a double date thingy with Jihoon, Chan, and I?"

I look at his face with a blank stare, "I'm sorry, I got distracted by your cute face, and I have no idea what you just said."

His cheeks turn red, "Do you wanna go on a date - a double date with my brother and his boyfriend?"

"A date?"

He nods, "I totally understand if you don't want to go. Double dates are sometimes awkward, and you might not even wanna go on a date with m-"

For a second time, I cut him off with a kiss, "Of course, I wanna go."

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Changbin
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I look at my watch, only eleven in the morning, and realize that I've been tapping my middle finger on the desk. Half an hour of this meeting is left, and, as much as I love my company, I'm eager for it to be over. Then, I get to eat lunch, where I'll see Hyunjin again - for the first time in almost a week. I stayed up so late thinking about it that I missed my alarm this morning, and I almost didn't make it to this meeting at all.

I'm meeting with the promotional team for I.N to see what kind of tactics we're going to use. He already was pretty well known as a trainee, but, since he's already debuted once, we don't wanna wait too long for a comeback.

"Changbin?" a voice calls me back to the meeting, "What do you think about international promotions? None of us have been abroad, so we're not super familiar with the policies there. We've not yet gone international for any of our idols, but I.N had larger fan bases in America, Singapore, and India."

"Well, perhaps, we can reach out to American talk shows? Like Jimmy Kimmel," I pause, "He's known for treating K-pop singers respectfully. As well as stores for our merchandise. Bookstores have historically had good sales for Kpop albums."

"Sounds good," Secretary Lee says, "I'll do as much as possible this afternoon, on that front, and I'll update you on Monday if there's any news."

"Any other business to discuss?" I look around the table. No one seems to have anything else in particular, "If no one objects, should we adjourn until Wednesday?"

No one objected, so I stand and leave the room. The others follow me out the door, but we head to our respective desks. I close my Galaxy tablet and put it into my suitcase.

After I get into my car, I don't let myself think, but I just put on some loud music. If I sit in silence, I know that the anxiety will become unbearable. Even with the noise, my mind is still racing. What if he doesn't forgive me? This week has been almost longer than the week I had to wait for my entrance exam results for K-Arts. I just want to see him again. And want to laugh with him again. It's been too long without his presence.

I chew my cheek nervously as I drive. Will I be able to handle seeing him again? I invited him to a nice restaurant for an apology meal. I seriously need him back in my life, so I went all out. I haven't been here since my mom remarried. Her husband took us all out for dinner- me, Yoojin, and Mom. It was six years ago, but the reviews say it's stayed mostly the same.