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When you and Dino had joked about growing old together while you made miniature apple pies as children in your mother’s kitchen, you hadn’t actually expected it to happen. Especially after all that had happened in between being children and turning gray.

As children, you and Dino had been inseparable. Your mothers had been both best friends since high school and business partners, making it so the two of you were either going to be as close as siblings or archenemies. For most of the time it was the first, but you two certainly had your moments.

Your friendship was strongly maintained until Dino left for university and you stayed in the small town you had always known, making pies without your partner in crime. Sure, he came back home for holidays and vacations, but each time he seemed different. More like the city kids the two of you had made fun of at times and less like the kid who’d sprinkle flour into his hair and pretend to be an old man with back problems.

Without even noticing you were doing it, the two of you distanced yourselves, barely able to start a conversation anymore. Dino’s mother had been the first one to point it out, forcing the two of you in the kitchen and locking the door.

You were prepared to stand there in awkward silence until you were released, but Dino went straight to the cupboards and started pulling out ingredients. A small smile graced your face when you recognized what he was doing, grabbing a cutting board and starting to slice the apples while he worked on a crust.

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You slammed the game board box onto the kitchen table in front of Jeonghan, and he sighed. This was the fifth night in a row you were doing this to your roommate, and he was starting to get tired of board games.

“What are you getting beat at now?” He looked at your eyes burning with determination with his bored ones, setting his phone down on the table.

“Chutes and Ladders.” You pulled the chair closest to you out, sitting down and taking the lid off.

“You just admitted defeat.”

“No I didn’t. You’re just trying to get out of this quicker.” Shaking his head he helped you set up the board game.

You were in no way a board game fanatic, nor were you this competitive that you had to find anything you could win against him at. You were just counting how many times he cheated during a game as research for a college project. At this point, though, it’s more like trying to find a game he can’t cheat at.

Video games probably would have been more enjoyable for the two of you, but that only made it harder for him to cheat and harder for you to know when he cheated. And you weren’t about to mess up your research data completely.

“That’s the sixth time you’ve cheated! How is that even possible?” He shrugged, a childlike grin on his face at your frustration.

“Do you know how hard it is to find a game you can’t cheat at, just to watch you cheat?” Fake sympathy crossed his face as he patted your head.

“Oh no, I feel bad- SYKE, no I don’t!” He sprung up from the table when you instinctively raised your slipper to hit him.

With your hands over Hansol’s eyes as a last ditch effort to surprise him after Seungkwan half spoiled it, you carefully directed him through the empty street. A blindfold would’ve been a lot simpler with the same end results, but you had both agreed years ago never to do that because it looked too much like kidnapping.

“When do I get to look?”

“In just a second. Remember that one night we were watching snake videos and you said it’d be fun to have one?” You didn’t need to see his face to know he was smiling. You could hear it in his voice when he responded.

“Yeah, that was last night.”

“Well I brought you to the next best thing.” You uncovered his eyes, and he laughed when he saw you had brought him to the local animal supplies store that also had a few animals you could buy. Mainly fish, though.

“Does this mean I can get a fish?” He turned to you with excited eyes, and you almost thought about letting him for a second.

“No, this means I have an interview in five minutes here and I wanted emotional support. Plus the apartment still has the no pet rule, and that applies to fish.” He huffed and you booped his nose, walking into the store ahead of him so you wouldn’t be late.

While you went to go find the manager that was going to interview you, Hansol made his way to the back of the store where the fish were kept in a separate, darker room. He walked around and looked at all the different species, even stopping to read the labels and name the few snails.

When you got back and opened the door, you found him humming a song, his finger pressed against the glass as a goldfish swam up to it. Hansol smiled when the goldfish tried to eat his finger through the glass.

“Thank you,” he cooed. “as the most amazing person in the room, I’ll gladly accept that.” He jumped when he heard you laughing softly, and he took his finger away from the glass.

“Are we still not able to get a fish?” You looked between Hansol and the goldfish you swore was giving you the stink eye, and both of them knew you were going to cave in.

“I’m sure the guy won’t mind one little goldfish.” Hansol started celebrating before you even finished your sentence.

“I’ll name you Jimmy.”

And that was how an army of fish started in your apartment.

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usually, when you come here after class, you're sure that no one will find you.

you breathe a deep sigh, muttering under your breath as you lean your forehead against the brick wall.

today, more than any day, your ex had especially gotten on your nerves. you try your best to avoid them, but it's hard to do so when you do the same damn college course.

“why do they have to follow me in the hallway... why can’t they leave me alone! god...” you grumble, lightly tapping your head against the wall, agitated.

“you are aware that walls aren’t people, right?” you hear someone say behind you.

eyes wide, you whip your head around to find jihoon standing across from you, trying not to laugh.

“yes, i’m well aware,” you sigh, turning to lean on your back and closing your eyes. “i’m just... venting my anger.”

“i see,” jihoon nods, his smirk replaced by thoughtfulness. “everything okay?”

you purse your lips. “you tell me - is being followed by an ex that desperately misses you okay?”

“definitely not,” jihoon frowns. “i’d offer to beat them up but i’m not sure that would solve anything.”

“you’re right,” you sigh. “if it would, i’d have done that ages ago.” you roll your eyes.

jihoon chuckles. “i know.” he steps forward, laying a gentle hand on your arm. “if you wanna talk about it, i’m here.”

"i can't believe they paired us together," wonwoo huffs as he walks into your dorm room. you shut the door behind him.

"yeah, me neither. i was hoping for literally anyone else." you retort, plopping down on your bed as wonwoo reluctantly sits at your desk.

“well, i specifically asked the professors to let me work alone,” wonwoo tells you, eyes wandering around your room and the decorations you’ve put up.

“you’d rather work on an entire thesis project alone than with me?” you ask. “do you really hate me that much?” having known him since freshman year, you know for a fact that wonwoo wouldn’t risk a grade over a petty rivalry.

“no, i just prefer to do things my way,” he says pridefully, and you can tell he’s trying to annoy you.

but you just grin instead, turning your head to face him, looking past his guise. “so you don’t hate me?”

wonwoo’s eyes widen, and you almost giggle. it was common for the two of you to make fun of each other, but you know none of it is personal. wonwoo can’t fool you – you know something’s up if he’s pretending to genuinely dislike you.

“what? o-of course i do! i-i hate how stuck up you are, and how hard you try to beat me in class, how you spend hours on end at the library sitting in my favourite spot… in fact, it’s difficult for me to isolate what i hate most about you,” wonwoo keeps rambling, arms crossed.

but it just makes you smile even more, knowing that he notices you so much. “sure, okay, i believe you,” you shrug.

“can we just do our work?” wonwoo sighs, cheeks red. “they probably paired us up because they know we’re the two smartest people in the class.”

“hmm, what a genius, you finally figured it out,” you breathe out, still smiling as you sit up.

“are you finally admitting it?” wonwoo smirks, glad that you aren’t making fun of him for his obvious crush on you.

“i don’t know, are you finally gonna admit that you like me?” you raise an eyebrow at him, grinning as he looks away. you still catch the smile on his face, though – he isn’t as sly as he thinks he is. and that’s just one of the things you find cute about him.

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Normally the sound of glass shattering would cause panic and concern, but not when you live with Mingyu. A sigh escaped your lips as you paused the video you were watching, making your way to the kitchen at a regular pace because this was normal.

“Let me guess, the dog again?” You teased, and Mingyu rolled his eyes. 

The last time you had found him cleaning up glass, he claimed it was because a stray dog had followed him home and into the house, causing him to trip and break a mug. He knew you didn’t believe that story one hundred percent, hence why you brought it up every time something went wrong for him.

“Ha. Ha. Very funny. Now can you please help me? I’m going to be late.” Recognizing that this morning must not have been going well judging by his annoyed tone, you squatted down and helped him pick up the bigger pieces before running the vacuum.

Mingyu ran a hand through his hair as he groaned, his gaze set on the stove clock. “My boss is going to kill me.” He wasn’t going to be that late by any standards, but by his boss’ he might as well have never showed up.

“At least you’ll die doing what you love; walking into danger. Though for you it’s more like walking causes danger.” This finally made him crack a smile and laugh as he got up from the floor.

“If anything, danger likes walking into me, making me fall, and then laughing at me.”

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usually, when hoshi says yes to a proposal of yours, you think it’s because he’s just that kind.

from when you became friends until right now, where he sits across from you at a coffee shop, hoshi has always been kind to you and obliged to whatever you ask of him.

unknown to you is the fact that hoshi, while kind like you think, is also in love with you.

from the moment he saw you for the first time until right now, where you sit across from him with the same warm smile on your face – the one that made him fall for you in the first place – hoshi has never been able to say no to you. simply because he takes any chance to spend time with you.

however, today is different. you can’t help the furrow in your brows when hoshi shakes his head at you.

“i’m not buying you that. never,” hoshi says, sipping from his straw.

“that’s not fair! you never say no to me.” you lean forward on the table with your palms, looking straight at hoshi.

“right, but usually your requests are harmless. this one… i can’t be a part of this, no matter how-” he stops himself, taking a sip again.

“what?” you frown.

“nothing.”

you shrug. “well, you don’t even know what I’m planning.”

“yeah, but i know you, you’re a terrible person,” he jokes. but his smile immediately drops when he sees the pout on your face. “no, no, i’m just kidding-” he begins, grabbing your hands.

you grin. “i know, silly.” hoshi smiles too, relieved.

“you could never be mean to me, even if you tried,” you giggle, the pink on hoshi’s cheeks making you smile wider.

a moment passes as silence fills the air, both of you distracting yourselves from the warmth between you with your iced drinks.

“how about this?” hoshi begins, still looking at the ice floating in the glass. “if i do what you ask…”

“yes?” you stare at him expectantly.

“will you go out with me? like, on a date?” he purses his lips, ready to hear your apologetic refusal.

but he doesn’t realise that you, too, have a hard time saying no to him, ever since you realised your own feelings for him.

you grin. “i’d do that voluntarily.”

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