“I love you.” The words rolled off Seungcheol’s tongue easily and he found himself barely blushing as he looked down at his best friend, Jihoon.

“No you don’t. Seriously, why do you always say this to me?” Jihoon waved him off, taking another sip of his coffee.

“Because I love you, Hoonie. How hard is that to understand?” Seungcheol rubbed at the lines that were forming between his eyebrows from furrowing for so long.

“No you don’t. I’m unloveable. When will you stop this?” Jihoon sighed, swirling his drink round and around as if it would make the clock move faster.

“Jihoon, I will say I love you everyday until the day you say it back.” Seungcheol smirked in his usual cocky manner.

“Have you ever considered that maybe I don’t love you back?” Jihoon leaned back trying to escape the conversation.

Seungcheol chuckled slightly and Jihoon hates that he can pinpoint the exact meaning behind each breathy noise that leaves Seungcheol’s throat. “I’ve known you for long enough; I can tell.”

Jihoon frowned and made a move to stand up, ready to return to his studio back at his flat. “Well, good luck with that, but it will never happen.” Little did Jihoon know of the events that would take place over the next 100 days