City Lights, Blurred Lines

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Wonsik is terribly nervous as they ride up in the elevator. He'd just come from his own schedules, finally done with work for the night, but not with his personal business. Ji-hye stands beside him, looking terribly relaxed despite what's about to happen. "It's going to be fine, Wonsik." She assures, but he's too full of anxiety to agree with her. "You're worrying over nothing."

She's probably right, he knows, as the elevator dings open and he leads her down the hallway, longing to hold her hand. He can't yet though. Wonsik punches the keycode into the door and laughs nervously, stalling even as the acceptance chime rings and the lock indicator lights up green. Ji-hye rolls her eyes, pushing the now-unlocked door open herself and entering ahead of him. It's not like she's meeting them for the first time or anything, why is he so nervous?

Wonsik races into the dorm after her, hot on her heels as they come face to face with Jung Taekwoon. Ji-hye steps out of her shoes as Ravi and Leo appear to have some kind of mini staring contest. She nudges her boyfriend, breaking him out of his trance and gesturing for him to follow suit. Taekwoon meets her amused look with a raised brow and a short, observant look head-to-toe. "What's this?" He asks, his voice coming off in that ever soft, flat tone. Anyone else would assume that he'd meant 'Why are you here?', but she's worked with VIXX for years now, and she can see his eyes trained on the bag she's carrying. Ji-hye extends her arm up, meeting his eyes, "Peace offering dinner," she answers.

Taekwoon takes the bag from her, reading aloud the name printed on the side. It's the name of a nearby restaurant the group favors. His eyes light up and he takes off without another word. Wonsik chuckles, calling after his hyung in a scolding tone, "That's for everyone, Daeguni!" His girlfriend laughs too and takes the second takeaway bag from him. Like that all of his anxiety evaporates and disappears. Ji-hye fits with him perfectly, she'd make a perfect addition to their group and he internally scolds himself for worrying so much.

Crowded around the living room, a comedy movie playing in the background, Ji-hye is perched on Wonsik's lap, having dinner with his other five group members. Everyone jokes and teases, stuffing their faces and laughing obnoxiously at the television, in the same manner they had before the couple had admitted dating. Nothing has changed and everything has changed, he realizes, squeezing Ji-hye's hip. With no brush of uneasiness, all transparency, Wonsik is grateful for blurred lines— otherwise he wouldn't have ended up back with her every time.