RJ/Rem

There was a look in her eyes that he saw in all of her pictures that melted his bones, his stomach, his everything. When he found out she'd swiped right on him, he did not waste even a second in messaging her to ask her out, and to his delight, she seemed just as enthusiastic, saying that she would have asked him out if he didn't.

Now he was waiting in the restaurant, fidgeting with his clothes as he waited for her.

He was going to be upfront this time. San and Y/n were permanent fixture in his life, and considering how beautiful and perfect this woman already seemed to be, he didn't want to fool her or himself for even a moment if she wasn't accepting of his relationship with y/n.

But God. God, he hoped she was.

The moment he saw her, his heart exploded out of his chest. The way she walked was confident, and her smile was easy as Seonghwa stood up to greet her.

First he shook her hand, but when that felt too formal, she easily allowed him to pull her into a friendly hug.

"H-hi," he said, his nervousness charming her. "Hi, it's nice to finally meet you," she replied, her voice sounding sultry when Seonghwa was sure that wasn't even her intention.

He took her jacket, draping it on the back of the chair, and pulled the seat out for her, pushing it in as she sat.

"I want to be honest with you right off the bat," Seonghwa said, biting his lip.

His date raised her brow in a sexy way that made him hold back a groan. God, she was so hot.

"I told you I have two hybrids," Seonghwa said, fiddling with his fingers, and she nodded, "Yes."

"I want to be clear that I'm not in a relationship with either of them," he said and she tilted her head with an amused smile, "Okay."

"But my female hybrid, y/n," he breathed out, "And I'm telling you this now and not before because I really really like you and I wanted to see you at least once in person before you ghost me or decide that you might not want to be withme, so-"

"Seonghwa," her soothing voice cut through his rant as she reached over to grab his hand. His heart beat wildly in his chest as she looked at him reassuringly.

"I really really like you, too, okay?" she asked and he took a deep breath again, "So just tell me. I doubt it will be a deal-breaker, but I won't ghost you or decide arbitrarily that I don't want to be with you. I think you're a good person so far, got it?"

"If you don't want to be with me, I'd still like you stay so we can be friends and I'll still pay for your meal," he finished his spiel quietly and she chuckled, nodding.

"Y/n and I also have a physical relationship," he said honestly, and her brows raised. "She is someone who basically needs sexual intimacy to feel loved and show love, and I don't even think she really has a concept of romantic love, so I can tell you with my full honesty that it's not that kind of relationship, but... I do have an intimate relationship with her."

She tilted her head before a wide smile broke out on her face, her thumb stroking Seonghwa's thumb.

"I'm happy that you consider her needs in the way she needs them," she responded, "And that you cherish her enough to prioritize that when picking partners."

"It doesn't disgust you?" he asked, and she shook her head.

"Not even a little bit," she replied, "And if it's okay, I have a confession, too."

"Anything," he breathed, "If you can accept y/n, then you can say anything right now."

"You know I also have a hybrid," she said, now seeming nervous herself.

"Yes?" he asked slowly. "Yeosang is... he really tries, but he's not very good at interacting with other hybrids. He's had a harsh past, so he doesn't really enjoy going to heat hotels either because it reminds him of those times... so... I'm also there for him in that way."

She waited for Seonghwa to explode. Yes, he'd basically just admitted to the same thing, but she thought he might have double standards. However, her anxiety was quelled when he let out a breath of relief.

"Really?" "Yes." "That's all?" "You're not mad?" "Why would I be mad when I just admitted to the same thing??"

"I don't know!" she exclaimed, embarrassed, "Maybe you'd think it was different because I'm a girl and Yeosang is male!"

"I don't," he said firmly, though the smile on his face was kind and disarming, "It's actually a relief to hear that. You don't have a romantic relationship with him, right?"

"No, not at all," she said, shaking her head, "He's, at most, a friends with benefits and, at least, a roommate. He's not even my pet, really."

"Yeah, San is kind of like that, too," Seonghwa chuckled, "I'm glad... I'm glad, that's it. I'm happy."

"Me, too," she said, glowing, and Seonghwa could already tell that she was special.