Situation: They have to do a concert with a girl band. You’re pretty jealous but you keep it to yourself. While performing one of the girls starts to dance all over your boyfriend and he dances back. You bite your tongue and don’t talk to him for the rest of the night.
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Baekho: The cab ride back to the dorm is loud. Baekho doesn't even notice how upset you are at him because he’s so happy from how well the concert went. Minhyun who is usually more collected than the rest of them; scoots over next to you.
“Is something wrong, _______?”
You cross your arms and look out the window.
“No I’m fine. I just think some people need to keep their hands to themselves on stage.” You said hoping it was loud enough for Baekho to hear. When he channels you out again you growl angrily.
“Don’t worry about him. He is always like this after concerts.”
Baekho glances over at you. You wrap your arms around Minhyun’s neck.
“Thank you Minhyun Oppa!”
Minyhun stiffens at your action but plays along with it. You can feel his smirk against your cheek.
“Anytime.”
When you let go of Minhyun you can feel Baekho’s eyes on you. Eyes so hot they almost burn. I’m just giving him some of his own medicine. You think to yourself. You lock eyes with Baekho, he’s just as angry as you are. He breaks the eye contact and crosses his arms over his chest. He is visibly upset. When the car reaches the dorm you exit the car first and as fast as you can. Even though you’re mad at him you find your way to Baekho’s room and throw yourself onto his bed. You turn and face the window outlooking the city. With his pillow under your head you start to cry. He’s such a jerk sometimes. You hear the door fly open. You know who it is without even looking.
“Get out.” You say still looking out the window.
“But this is my room!”
“So? Get out.”
He sighs softly behind you. His footsteps are hesitant. Strong warm arms wrap around you from behind. Even though you’re angry at him being as close as spoons still brings a smile to your face.
“Why are you angry with me?”
You almost didn’t hear his words because of his enchanting voice. He kisses you behind the ear. Before you are completely enveloped by his presence, you sit up and scoot away from him.
“Why are you mad at me?!” He says, this time with less patience.
“Like you even care.” You say coldly,
His faces falls and he stands up.
“Like I even care? Pssssssssh.”
His hand rested on the doorknob.
“You I’m the one that should be mad at you.”
“Why? I’m not the one who had miss little shorts dancing all up on me!” You almost scream.
Baekho’s eyes widen but then glare back at you.
“That’s the reason why you’re mad? It was a stage act! We were told to do that! You weren’t told to hug up on Minhyun ‘oppa’.” He yelled back.
Tears swell up in your eyes and Baekho’s face fills with guilt.
“I didn’t know that it would upset you so much.”
You try to hold back your tears but they just pool up and fall in fat drops on your face. Baekho runs over to the bed where you are sitting and wraps you in his arms.
