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Instead of getting angry and yelling at me or giving me the silent treatment, I don’t know which would be worse, he seems to think on his words before touching his chest and telling me, “It was just a feeling right here that I can’t explain.”

He leans his head to the side until I bring my eyes up to his. “Do you like Lizzy?”

I drop my head into my hands not willing to answer him. There’s a rustle of fabric before his hands lock around my wrists, pulling my hands down so that he can see my eyes. “Answer me, Dav.”

Wincing, I shrug. “I don’t know. I’ve never liked anyone before. But I’ve never felt like this before either.”

He lets me go and stands to his full height, but still doesn’t look angry like I expect. One side of his lips pulls up slightly as he looks down at me. “Do you get jealous seeing us together?”

“No,” I answer immediately without having to think about it, because I don’t. I get this unexplainable joy because I like seeing him happy with her.

Watching my face while his smile remains in place, he asks, “And how did you feel when you didn’t get to go tonight?”

This I think on before I answer, because it’s not something I considered in my jumble of confused thoughts. “I’m glad that it was you because I knew that you missed her, and she didn’t have to be lonely again tonight. I’ve been crashing your time for the past two weeks. You needed some time with her.”

“You weren’t jealous?” he asks. “Knowing that I was alone with her? Knowing that I slept with her?”

“Kyung,” I blurt, my tone louder and more scolding than I mean it to be. “Why do I feel like you’re trying to provoke me? My answer is still no.”

“Hmm,” he says, a different kind of smile tugging at his lips. “I wouldn’t have been jealous either if we’d have traded places tonight.”

My brows furrow, because I’m even more confused than when he walked in here. “What does that mean?”

He glances off to the side before walking out without another word, leaving me to call out, “Kyung, what does that mean?”

His door closes on my question as Jae-un’s voice booms from his room next to Kyung. “Shut up, Dav En.”

I don’t even care Jae-un is yelling at me. It happens a lot actually, because it’s fair since I tend to be loud without realizing it sometimes. Standing, I move to shut my door before turning off the light and crawling into bed. I don’t like the feeling of having things unresolved before going to sleep, but it doesn’t seem like I’m going to get any kind of answer from Kyung tonight. All I can hope is that my wandering thoughts don’t give me bad dreams.

LIZ

One night alone. That’s all it took for me to realize just how extreme my life has changed since meeting Kyung. I talked to him on a video chat, yes, and Dav En too for a few minutes, but it wasn’t the same as having him here. It’s kind of terrifying to know that I’m that emotionally attached to anyone like this again. I was so close to calling it quits that night. The only reason I didn’t is because I could just imagine my omma’s disappointment in me. Giving up something that brings me such joy just because there’s a chance that it might hurt in the long run. Plus, I’d be causing pain to other people in the process.

That was almost three weeks ago, and I can’t believe I even considered it. Though, it has brought up questions in the back of my mind that I keep forcing back like what’s going to happen when that idol life comes calling and he goes on tour again. Him and Dav En both.

Ever since that first night when they came back and Kyung came alone, Dav En has been with him. I don’t mind at all since he’s funny like Kyung is and definitely easy on the eyes. Their personalities mesh so well together. Between the two of them, they joke around teasing and making us all laugh, but Dav En is slightly on the more serious side, even if he is more hyper. We’ve ended up dancing together on our outings more than once while Kyung stands back chuckling or sometimes singing us a tune.

Which brings up a whole other problem on its own. I’m kind of scared to bring it up with Kyung, because how do you tell your boyfriend that he needs to leave his best friend at home and choose between the two of you because you fear that there might be feelings starting to get involved? Like, how does this even happen?

They beat me to our spot tonight, and I slow my pace as I watch them together. Kyung says something that has Dav En cracking up which makes himself laugh in the process. Their happy excitement is contagious. It kind of makes me wonder if it’s just me because I seem to be so smitten with them, or if their other members are affected the same way. I’ve stood by Kyung’s decision to keep me in the dark with his idol life and other band members. Just to be safe, I’ve even changed coffee shops so that I’m not faced with temptation.

Dav En points at Kyung, saying something and setting off their laughs again that I can hear all the way from here. They both look mouth watering good too. Kyung’s long legs in his normal black jeans, converse and hoodie. Dav En in a light blue color of jeans, white shirt and black jacket. They’re both taller than average, but look nothing other than when they’re standing next to each other like that.

Their height is about where the similarities end. Kyung has a slimmer build with thinner limbs and almost black hair that he rarely parts, giving him bangs. Dav En is thicker in the shoulders and thighs with silver, almost white hair that he keeps parted. I’ve almost wanted to play a game to see which one of them will move their hair out of their eyes the most in one night. Dav En’s face is more round to Kyung’s oval shape with thicker lips, too. Both of them just as attractive as the other in their own way.

I can’t help but wonder if this is what their fans feel like when they’re looking at them. Like how does one even choose a bias, or whatever it’s called?

Kyung is facing my direction with Dav En between us, so he sees me first. At his smile, Dav En turns, and I swear, I feel like I forget how to breathe. Hard swallowing to help push down my feelings and nervousness, I give them a small wave, which both return as they start walking towards me.

Making it to me first, Kyung leans down and presses a mask covered kiss to my forehead. Then he steps back and looks at Dav En. The man in question makes a face at his friend under his mask that I wish I could see. There’s a small pause before Dav En steps up and sweeps me up into his arms, literally lifting me off my feet for a few seconds before setting me back down.

Oh, the way those feelings try to rise to the surface. I school my features so none of it shows in my expression as I hand my phone over to Kyung. “You guys had dinner yet?”

“Nope,” Dav En answers for them both.

“We were waiting to eat with you,” Kyung adds.

I smile at the two of them before asking, “Where to then?”