You sat comfortably next to your boyfriend, your left thigh crossed over your right as your torso leaned slightly into his. His rather large wingspan was settled on the top of the couch, you on his left while Mingi's head rested on his right thigh. As much as you don't want to admit it, Yunho and Mingi are rightfully soulmates and who were you to break them up?
Several empty beer and soju bottles were littered around the living room floor while nine used shot glasses sat on the coffee table. All of you were way past tipsy at this point.
Everyone was laughing at something stupid Yeosang just said while you snuggled yourself deeper into Yunho's chest.
When the laugher dies down, San spoke up, "Okay Y/N, we're all dying to know. Who's your bias?"
You gave a confused look, "What do you mean who's my bias?" You look up towards you boyfriend.
"Isn't it obvious?" Yunho gave you a small, blushy smile as he leaned in kissing your temple.
"Ugh, gross." Jongho muttered under his breathe before he took another swig of his beer.
"Let me rephrase it then. Who was your bias when you first started working for KQ?"
You giggled a bit, and without thinking you said, "Wooyoung."
You weren't gonna lie, Wooyoung was your first bias when you started working for KQ as a makeup artist. But when you started to get to know all of the members better, Yunho made his way into your heart and stuck himself there.
It took him a little while to admit his feelings, but you couldn't be any happier to be with him.
You don't work for the company anymore because it became a conflict of interest when the both of you opened up to about your relationship. However, it is still private to the public. There was no bad blood shared, KQ actually ended up helping you find another job at a different entertainment company.
"I was your first bias?" Wooyoung squeaked.
"Ah hyung, I was her first bias." He laughs poking at your boyfriend's calf muscle as he lied on the floor in front of the both of you.
"Uh-huh." Yunho said half-heartedley taking a rather large swing of his beer. You almost missed how much Yunho's muscles tensed up, not knowing where this conversation was heading.
Adding more fuel to the fire, Wooyoung, who just couldn't keep his mouth shut, continued, "What made me become your first bias Y/N-ie?"
He lays his chin on your knee, trying to get you to explain further. At this point of the night, you were drunk enough to just start spewing nonsense.
"Oh, c'mon," you laugh.
"You're sexy, you drip confidence, you're an amazing dancer, and your vocals are incredible. I even flirted with you on numerous occasions, you never caught on. Can't believe you never noticed. I even went as far to convince my coworkers to always let me do your makeup for stages." Wooyoung's face goes red from the compliments you just gave him while everyone continued to laugh.
Well, except for Yunho who was feeling awfully hurt, insecure, and taken aback.
The conversation moves away from you and to some other nonsense Mingi went on about. A few minutes later you notice Yunho hasn't contributed at all to the conversation.
You looked at him, "Are you okay?" Your voice laced with concern, reaching up to cup his chin.
"I'm fine," he whispered, taking your wrist and placing it back into your lap.
You were confused at first but your mind was too clouded by alcohol to see that he was hurting. Yunho stayed silent the rest of the night.
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