Joon.

I love you because you make me feel loved.

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“Hey.”

“Hey.”

“Are you alive?”

“Yes I am alive.”

You are currently winning your staring contest with Cheondung and there is no way you’re going to let him win, even if Joon is tapping you on the shoulder.

“Hel-lo?” Joon tries again and shakes you a little.

“Yeah hi,” you reply flatly, straining to keep your eyes open.

“[Name]!” he whines, and when that doesn’t work. “[Name] [Name] [Name] [Name] [NAMMMEEEE]!” He starts batting you on the shoulder. Your tired eyes give in and you spin around to face Joon, reasoning that it’s all his fault that you lost and not the fact that Thunder has mad skills.

“SERIOUSLY, WHAT?!” you snap, now irritated that Thunder has won and is currently writing down a list of what he wants from the local 7-Elevn.

“I-I…” Joon stutters and takes a step back. He smoothes down his t shirt and blinks twice. “Wow.”

“Wow what?” you ask, still a little annoyed.

Joon points to your eyes. “What on earth have you been doing all day? Did Seungho hyung infect you with his eye circles or something?”

Now it’s your turn to blink twice and sit there stunned. You stare at Joon’s genuinely worried face which has been perfectly made up and is practically radiating freshness.

In the background you hear Cheondung fall of his chair at Joon’s ‘observation’.

“Shut up,” you mutter and turn around to snatch the shopping list.