let's go back to life.

jeongin didn't know what was different. only that he could feel some kind of aura around you that the other fans couldn't see or sense near you, a luminous ambience that only he could see.

you weren't looking at him. you seemed busy in your own world, trying to breath in properly 'cause you were nervous. he smiled when you turned and saw him staring back at you.

your face loaded for a second, before smiling back, waving calmly. he waved back. your grin was a little bit wider when he did it.

the fan sign continued, none of the fans here—not even his hyungs—that their maknae had a secret agenda now when he saw you, which was to get connected with you.

no matter how risky it was.

when you were finally sat on the table, he was itching to meet you.

he had been reviewing all the ways he could possibly flirt. that wouldn't be too obvious, right? it would just be him doing his duty as an idol to entertain their fans with fanservice.

except when it came to you, the fanservice was teetering a little bit to crossing over to real flirting.

"h-hi, jeongin." you bowed before sitting down.

"hi, there." his gaze followed your every move, smirking. "what's your name?"

you told him your name as you hand out your album to sign, jeongin making sure to graze your fingers a little, the sight of you visually short-circuiting when it happened forever ingrained in his memory for when he wants to smile.

"you have a really pretty face," he signed your album with practiced ease, opening the photobook to sign his photo in there as well, "pretty name too. you're lucky."

"i- hah. . .!" you chuckled awkwardly, flattered as you blinked and thanked him.

"what made you like our group, hm?" he asked, leaning in elbows on the table as he splayed his hands out for you. you stared at them a little confused, before you answer his question.

"i really liked your guys' music. it's pretty alternative to modern pop, so— oh."

feeling a sense of boldness run through him (and slight impatience that you didn't get the hint), he took both your hands in his. jeongin hummed, like this was normal.

jeongin had a sneaking suspicion that his hyung, seungmin, next to him was quite taken aback at his sudden love for skin ship, but he didn't pay him no mind.

not for the remainder of the fan sign, at least.

you held eye contact with him, but only for short periods of time. his smile and sharp gaze making it almost impossible for you to focus when it just made your brain all mushy.

he hummed at your unfinished reply, before asking another question. "you must have a bias then, right?"

"ah, yeah i do!" you say happily, unaware that you were waving your intertwined hands from the positive question.

"is it me?" his fingers squeezed yours a little, anticipating a 'yes'.

"ah, no. . ." you say sheepishly, jeongin letting out a dramatic sigh.

"it's actually bangchan, haha," you say, "sorry, innie-ah."

"too bad. . ." he pouted.

"it's 'cause i have a thing for older guys, yknow?" you try joking, but then he answers you with something you didn't know how to reply to.

"so you wouldn't date a younger guy?"

jeongin's thumbs started to caress the sides of your hands, the action turning your head all fuzzy. if you were calm enough (which you weren't until the end of the fan sign), you would have noticed his sly smirk, obviously flirting with you now.

"i— ha. . . i didn't say that," you smile, tilting your head down as he tries to catch you sight.

"would you not mind long distance relationships too?"

"uhm," you tilt your head up, meeting his gaze for a little while, more confused than shy, "n-not really, why?"

'you look really pretty flustered like this, y'know?', is jeongin really wants to say, but with seungmin (who you were talking to before him) starting to look really suspicious, he settles for:

"that's good, then we'd be perfect together."

the timer goes off, and with jeongin being the last member on the end of the table, you're forced to bow your goodbye and walk off, with jeongin's eyes following you until he's forced to interact with the fan in front of him, his smugness from the interaction still lingering.

you, who just exited the venue, had let out a sigh of relief? exhilaration? you aren't sure, but you know damn well your hearts beating really fast.

the hours pass after that, and once you make it home, you wind down and get ready for bed, the signed album and photobook still splayed out on your duvet.

you smile at the event, remembering all of the happenings with the other members, before recalling the last one. your fingers trace jeongin's signature.

looking at the photobook, you open it up and flip through it, looking at the messages that the members left you, you grin at each one, some telling you to eat while the others saying they'd love to see you again.

then, you see jeongins message for you, and your grin drops.

' you don't mind younger guys if it was me, right? call me soon, okay? ~ XXXX - XXX - XXX — y.j ❤︎ '

it was messily written, giving you the impression that he did it quickly, so that no one could see in the photobook that fast. you scoffed in disbelief.

your heart jumped a few beats faster. there it was again. that feeling in your stomach. the odd pull.

you caress your thumb on the ink of the page, lost in thought.

the big question is; will you message, or will you ghost?

ugh skz not having mnl in their tour destinations is making my heart break 💔🥀anyways have some delusional jeongin imagine because i dont see enough about him being written ;D