DINNER

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SEONGHWA

okay so we'll meet at
x restaurant at seven how's
that

sounds great

are you sure you're going
to be okay

of course i am why wouldn't
i be

idk i was just asking

i know you hate that mingi
always says this but i
worry about you yuna we
all do

you're too up and down and
we never know what you're
going to be okay with

no i get it

just don't treat me like a
porcelain doll who's fucking
head will explode if you
talk too loud i'm not that
fragile

okay i won't

promise?

i promise

don't break that promise
or i'll break your face

...oppa

i won't break my promise
i swear

anyways dress warm it's
going to be pretty chilly

okay

i'm serious yuna if i see you
shiver or shake once i will
throw you in a fire in the
nicest way possible to warm
you up not harm you

yeah okay

and don't drive there

why not

1. terrible parking absolutely
atrocious and 2. i expect
you'll be drinking so you
can't drive home and mingi
doesn't have a license

that makes sense

okay

see you at eight

bye seonghwa <33

...

"do you think this dress looks okay?" yuna turns to face mingi, the dress pressed against her body to give him an idea of how it fit.

"i would say yes but, i haven't seen you wear that one and i don't want you to get mad at me for not telling you it was bad so, i don't know." he answers, watching her reaction.

she hums in response and he immediately assumes he's done something wrong but when she pouts in concentration he realises she wasn't even listening to him. the rapper lets out a sigh of relief as he looks through his shirts.

"hey!" yuna exclaims, scaring mingi a little, "you wanna match? look! we have basically the same coat!" she giggles excitedly as she pulls out a long black coat and holds it up beside mingi's own, smiling happily at the man.

"yeah? you'd do that?" he was a little surprised considering she'd seen matching couple-outfits as the biggest issue in the world as long as he'd known her.

"of course!" she chirps, "i mean, normally i'd throw up but for you... i'll make exceptions."

a slight blush creeps onto her cheeks as he simply grins at her, enthralled by the way flirting with him made her shy. sometimes she was all seduction and confidence when she flirted but most of the time, when she was being serious about it, she could barely get the words out without giggling and when she could, her face would immediately begin to burn a vibrant red.

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