It Has To Be You || Double B & Junhwan ||

"I Wish That Everything Was Different..."

A/N: iKON Fighting!! Can't Spell iKON without B.I. iKON is iKON, all 7 of them. We fight for Hanbin!!

On another note, in this fic: Bobby does a sad :(( (but Hanbin is there for emotional support :') )

~~~ Bobby's POV (Third) ~~~

He fidgeted in his spot, leg bouncing at the speed of light and his mind kept going and going. His hands were sweaty, much to his dismay, and he couldn't stop rubbing them against his pant leg. His heart pounded against his chest, jolts of nervousness here and there. Bobby, the most popular boy on campus, having a slight anxiety attack? Unheard of. But was it happening? Yup, send help right now.

Bobby guesses that if he simply just avoided going out and instead, stay inside like a hermit crab, he wouldn't be in this position right now. Freaking out at the cafe, with Donghyuk looking at him nervously from the counter, and getting some stares from the two other baristas and seniors from the retirement home.

He was impulsive; he texted Hanbin first. Not Donghyuk, not Mino, not Namjoon. Hanbin. Was it because that he was at the top of his most recent contacts? Was it because they've been talking a lot (more than Bobby thought they would, to be honest)? Was it because Hanbin was sort of on his mind lately?

No, no, no. This isn't about himself and Hanbin. This is about what he just saw; his best friend and hard-core crush of the century with some other guy! Out in the open! Like they were on a date! (Junhoe also looked super happy too? Why can't I make him smile like that?!)

Bobby spotted them around the park a few blocks away from campus, walking around and so very close to holding hands. Junhoe wouldn't stop staring at the shorter boy, totally infatuated with him. Was he jealous? No, absolutely not. Kim Jiwon was NOT jealous of some shortie. 

Maybe I should go on a walk or clear my mind instead of being in this stuffy cafe. Bobby thinks to himself, looking out the window frequently. Reaching to his cup of cool coffee, he drinks it almost too quickly, the caffeine running through his veins and he's even more jittery than before. Great, I think I made things worse.

Bobby hears his phone ping, and checks it, thinking it's Hanbin. But no, instead it Junhoe, much to his slight disappointment.

Junhweeeee: Sup, you up for bowling tonight? 

No I am not, Bobby frowns, turning his phone off and setting it face down on the wooden table. Biting on the inside of his cheek, he hopes Hanbin will come. He hopes that he can have someone to talk to, someone that'll understand.

It's only been a week, but it felt like Bobby has known Hanbin for forever. Like they were some sort of idols in their past life who were always close before. 

It was just so natural for them, their conversations don't seem to have an end. Always something to talk and laugh about, always something to joke about. They already have three inside jokes, more than what he and Junhoe has! (Bobby's favourite is by far, about crocs. No, he's not willing to explain exactly why.)

His anxiety simmers down just a tad bit, his thoughts of Hanbin seemingly doing God's work, and he finds himself smiling a bit. His hands a bit less tense than earlier and his fidgiting has mostly stopped. 

The bell rings and Bobby immediately looks up, catching a glimpse of that red hoodie and black jean jacket with some ungodly orange sweats and white sneakers. That messy brown hair swept to one side, a bit of a nervous look on the guy's face. 

Hanbin was here, in the Starbucks with him.

The taller boy watches as Hanbin looks around for a few seconds, before their eyes meet and a grin forms on his face. "Bobby, hi!" He waves and starts to walk towards the wooden table Bobby has secured as their base.