Summary: You have feelings for Jinyoung but you're sure it's one-sided.
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It was a typical evening in the dorms. You'd brought food with you that the boys scarfed down in minutes, thanking you gratefully afterwards. You made it a point to come visit them often and make sure they ate well, sometimes they worked too hard and forgot to take care of themselves. You had seen the hard work they put into their music and it certainly paid off but it shouldn't come before their health you decided, even if they needed a little help. It also gave you the excuse to see Jinyoung more often. In the time you'd known them you, somehow, managed to get a crush on Jinyoung, the member you were least certain would ever return them. It was a one-sided love but you were fine with it; you could pine after him secretly even if it meant never getting to be with him, rather that than him shutting you out of his life completely. That would be unbearable.
After eating the boys all piled up in the living room playing games on their Wii while you stayed behind to clean up. Jinyoung had tried to help you but you insisted he'd join the others. He needed to relax just as much as the others and you didn't mind washing the dishes. It gave you some time to clear your head. You dried your hands on the dishtowel after finishing up, following the sounds of laughter and cursing. Bambam and Yugyeom were currently racing each other in Mario Kart, the rest following them animatedly.
"Move closer together," Jinyoung said once he saw you. They were all sprawled out over the couches leaving little space even when they attempted to make more.
"It's fine," you waved their efforts away, walking over to sit in front of Jinyoung. "I'll just sit here."
"No, Y/N. We can't just let you bring us food, clean up and then make you sit on the ground," Jinyoung said hooking his arms around your waist and pulling you down on his lap before you could protest. "You can sit here," he said nonchalantly turning to scold Yugyeom," It's my turn Yugyeom!"
Wildly blushing, you attempted to understand if what had just happened was actually real. You were sitting on Jinyoung's lap, his arms wrapped around your waist, head resting on your shoulder as he engrossed himself in the game. He was acting like this was a common occurrence and you willed yourself to relax, if he wasn't making this a big deal, neither would you. You weren't gonna reveal your crush when he looked as if this wasn't affecting him at all. Slowly you relaxed into his body, no longer sitting stiffly, laughing along with the others as Jaebum crashed his car into the wall.
It was a close match but Jaebum managed to overtake Jinyoung, placing him in the lead. "Aish!" Jinyoung complained handing the controller to Mark who laughed at the annoyance on his face.
He ran a hand through his hair as he watched Mark choose a new player. "What's wrong with Peach?" Mark didn't spare him any glances, busy choosing his car, "Anyone knows Toad is the superior choice."
The boys all laughed, teasing Jinyoung about his choice of player. "Aish," he sighed falling backwards into the couch, arms wrapping around you to pull you with him. You hoped he couldn't hear how loud your heart beat as he held you close. There wasn't even a reason for him to hold you close and the thought might have made your heart beat a little faster. "You'll do better next time," you said softly.
"Thank you, Y/N! You're a true friend," Jinyoung said giving the other guys a pointed look, "Nothing like you punks!".
And just as quickly as your hope had grown, it was cut down again. Yeah, you were a true friend. Nothing more, nothing less.
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