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sgnhansung:

    mirroring the solemn nature in which the younger spoke, hansung nods, mumbling the words back to bin before he sets off to distract baekso (of course, not before giving the other male a two finger salute). truthfully, he probably is going about the task in a dramatic manner. it’s likely that baekso would have allowed hansung to add some girl group songs into the track playlist if he had actually asked. but hansung, always the one for dramatics, decided to go about it in a rather odd way. he justifies his plan by saying there really is no harm being done to anyone.     it is rather easy to distract baekso. being that the two of them are best friends, all he has to do is make some vaguely stupid remark for the two of them to get into a heated conversation. he does have to maneuver his hyung so that baekso isn’t facing the portable speakers, but that’s about the most difficult thing he actually has to do. he’s only half listening to baekso explain himself, the other half of him watching carefully as bin grabs the phone off the speaker. he has to ignore the urge for him to burst out into a wide grin, but his years in the drama club have helped him perfect the art of keeping his emotions off his face. he waits until bin has reached a large enough distance away from the speaker to not be suspicious before he exits his conversation with a slap to baekso’s shoulder and a quick okay yeah i got it.     while quite certain that baekso is definitely confused about the situation, he pays no mind to that and he makes his way to behind the bleachers. right now he has more important things to think about. for starters, what song, other than ice cream cake because he’s already certain that song needs to be on the playlist, out of red velvet’s perfect discography should be added. once bin is in sight, he grins widely at the male. “wasn’t that really easy?” he asks, as if the two of them had just cracked the code to a highly secured safe and not something as simple as grabbing a phone that’s already out in the open. “let me unlock the phone first.” 

     the moment hansung sets off and directs baekso so his back is facing the speakers, bin speeds walk to the device but tries to look casual and very normal about it like he’s not about to technically steal someone’s phone. (he was going to give it back afterwards though so it’s fine!) luckily, it wasn’t his first time being sneaky thanks to some... other antics he’s gotten himself involved in so after glancing around him, he notes that thankfully, it doesn’t look like anyone is paying him much attention, if any at all.

     when he arrives at the portable speakers, he wastes no time in grabbing the phone off it and sliding it into the pocket of his track pants before once again, speed walking away - but not without a sweep of the area to make sure no one else can catch him in the act. there’s still no one with their eyes on him but he keeps up the urgency because the sooner he accomplishes this task, the better. he’s also aware that they’re definitely being more dramatic about this then they need do but he finds it amusing and fun to partake in so why not go along with it?

     bin slips behind the bleachers just as planned and is pleasantly surprised about how easy and quick the entire mission was. not that he minds but then he supposes it might be partly due to hansung being his partner in crime this time. “shockingly easy,” bin laughs back as he nods and hands over the phone to the other without further prompting. “but i guess it wasn’t too much of a high risk operation anyways.” that didn’t make it any less satisfying though. “what songs are we going to add? red flavor definitely has to be added,” he adds on, peering over at the phone as he watches hansung tap away at it. “it’s the nation’s summer song.”

sgnseungwoo:

sgnbin:

     “i didn’t say that,” bin pushes out his lips, a pout instantly forming without him realizing - a habit, obviously, that he does often whenever he feels wronged. “but i also won’t say no if you want me to finish it either…” this, he trails off while saying because he supposes seungwoo does have a point so the pout doesn’t last long and he’s soon back to eating his food like nothing had happened.      he shrugs hearing the older’s question, visibly taking on an expression to show he’s thinking. “i don’t have any plans, honestly,” he replies around a mouthful of food–also another habit of his that again, he doesn’t notice most of the time–and mid chew. ”i didn’t have any plans when you first attacked me either so i still don’t know.”      he takes a few more purposeful (and large) bites of his meal and before he knows it, he’s emptied the bowl. letting out a satisfied sigh and a lick of his lips, bin glances back at seungwoo. “i’ll probably just walk around, see if anything catches my eyes or if i see someone i know. maybe go back to the dorms if nothing does though and sleep?” or maybe watch a movie, or eat more. he doesn’t know, he was pretty much winging today’s plans since him staying back on campus for the holidays was very last minute. “why? do you want me to tag along with you and wooseok?” he asks with a playful grin and a wiggle of his eyebrows. “i don’t know how he’d feel about that…”

     he sighs and as much as he hadn’t wanted to really interact with anyone whilst trying out this new restaurant, the experience wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. bin wouldn’t be his first choice of company, nor would he be second or third or even fourth. he probably would never have even come up as an option in wooseok’s list, but their meal together wasn’t a bad one.      it had been decently enjoyable, if he let himself admit it.       their table is silent as he quietly finishes eating the rest of his udon, and he thinks to himself that he’s really enjoyed it. it’s exactly what he expected and the broth was better than he had thought it would be, if he’s fully honest. he was definitely going to come back and probably bring seungwoo along so that his boyfriend could try the food. it was good.      “mm?” he makes a sound when bin speaks, showing that he was listening before he laughs slightly, covering his mouth with his hand. he finishes the last bite he needed to eat, sipping at one last spoonful of soup before he dabs at his lips with a napkin to get rid of any remnants of soup that might be on his lips. “i definitely think it’s as good as you hyped it up to be,” he says, acting like he was begrudgingly admitting to this, though there’s a small smile on his lips that shows he’s teasing.      “thanks for keeping me company though.”

     when bin receives a seal of approval from wooseok and a small smile, he thinks he’s somehow just aced an exam which is wild, when he remembers before today, he’s never really interacted with the older. he didn’t realize he was looking for the other’s acceptance either but he’s glad he seems to have gotten the other to view him a slightly more positive light. at least he didn’t absolutely dislike him or anything, which is always a plus if they were to run into each other again.

     grinning, he lights up and with the way he sits up straighter, he probably looks like an excited puppy who was just praised. his really does like this restaurant a lot so he feels a little protective over it and hopes everyone who tried it ended up enjoying it as much as he does. “really? i’m glad my taste buds are still working then,” he laughs before nodding easily. “it wasn’t what you wanted at first i’m sure but, i’m glad i wasn’t horrible company.” bin’s only kidding of course and he hopes the goofy smile on his face makes that obvious.

     “i guess i’ll see you around campus then, or maybe because of seungwoo hyung?” he gets up from his seat, picking up his tray as he goes, and gives a little wave and nod to say goodbye. “thanks for letting me share your table again! and it was nice talking to you,” he adds on, waiting for the other to respond before emptying his tray and leaving the restaurant.

sgnseungwoo:

     “weak,” he says but there’s so much fondness in his voice that it’s clear there’s no bite in the comment, his eyes soft. if he’s being honest, he thinks it might work out better this way, anyway. bin is a very capable and trustworthy treasurer, but the position of vice president covers a far wider scope than treasurer does, and it’s a huge amount of responsibility seungwoo doesn’t think the younger would be comfortable with.      “thanks for your confidence in me, bin,” seungwoo laughs, genuinely touched by the other’s enthusiastic support of his choice despite not knowing the aforementioned candidate personally. he’s really lucky to have bin as part of his executive team, to say the least.      “are you trying to get some of my food from me?” he asks in amusement, his eyebrow arching in mock disbelief. “i already bought you one bowl, and now you want my food too?” he laughs as he eats a few mouthfuls of soup, knowing that bin will certainly finish in time. he’s not really worried about not finishing, though — he’s always been good at scarfing down food in record time, especially when he’s running on a tight schedule, as he foresees this upcoming semester will be. “what are you going to do after?”

     “i didn’t say that,” bin pushes out his lips, a pout instantly forming without him realizing - a habit, obviously, that he does often whenever he feels wronged. “but i also won’t say no if you want me to finish it either...” this, he trails off while saying because he supposes seungwoo does have a point so the pout doesn’t last long and he’s soon back to eating his food like nothing had happened.

     he shrugs hearing the older’s question, visibly taking on an expression to show he’s thinking. “i don’t have any plans, honestly,” he replies around a mouthful of food--also another habit of his that again, he doesn’t notice most of the time--and mid chew. ”i didn’t have any plans when you first attacked me either so i still don’t know.”

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𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙞𝙣 *       ↪ sgn task #001┊part two

sgndaeun:

the deepening from that results from his goading is unmistakable, souring her expression to the point that if looks could kill, he’d be done, dead, and buried. if there’s anything she hates more than losing, it’s the winner gloating about it, using her position on a professional esports team as ammunition. she’d worked so hard to get there, playing countless hours of frustration and intense concentration, all while putting her play style out there for the world to see. even though she’s earned her spot on the team, there are those that doubt the validity of it, claiming she’s just a diversity pick, or that she still lacks the skill to be there. so yes, it does sting a little when bin gloats like that, years of online comments coming back to haunt her in that brief moment, but if there’s one thing she’s learned from live streaming, it’s the ability to hide her true emotions behind a facade—at least, that’s her belief. it’s still hard to hide the downward turn of her lips, though. “yeah, yeah, you get lucky once and suddenly my skill is being doubted?” she says, more of a statement than a question, lithe fingers running through her hair. there’s more bite to her words than she’d intended, and she feels a bit bad about it since she knows bin doesn’t mean anything truly malicious behind his words. she wouldn’t be friends with him if there were. but there’s no point in apologizing for it now, not when there are still games to be played and games to be won, and words that she needs bin to eat immediately. “just grab your prize and let’s go,” she says, loosening up a bit, even laughing slightly at the way he continues to gloat. he’s confident now, but when he sees how good she is at the ring toss, then things will turn around. after all, she never gets into a game without practicing it first, and it’s what she’s done with some of the more popular carnival games before the festival even began, which is why she’s been able to win at so many so far. she begins to walk off even before he’s able to grab his prize from the race game, looking back with a grin. “let’s see whose aim is better.”

     “only a little,” bin admits, although his previous confidence from winning has slightly dimmed when he notices the frown on daeun’s face. did he tease her too much? he knows he can get carried away sometimes and he’s definitely more of the act first, think later type which has put him in some tricky situations that were difficult to talk his self out of. “but you know i don’t mean it, i hope?” he tries because despite his gloating, he does know how good the younger is at games and that she wasn’t just given her spot on a professional team that easily. of course, he’ll never know how much work goes into securing such a position because he doesn’t play online games much himself but he’s heard of how competitive it can be, even more so for females. “i’m sorry if i pushed too hard.” and he means it, truly.

     thankfully, he’s handed his prize and as if the intervention of the game attendant helped dissolve the slight tension, bin notes daeun’s mood improve and even gets a laugh out of her which makes him grin. he’ll apologize again to her later and make up for it if needed whether that means buying her food or something else she might want, since he doesn’t like upsetting his friends with how much he appreciates them. he annoys them a lot but it’s his way of showing he likes someone, as childish as it is. “you’re on!” bin says, readily accepting her challenge, just glad that she doesn’t seem to be too mad at him if she’s still willing to play more games with him. carnival games were only fun if you were playing them with someone else anyways.

sgnahri:

( ... ) “we’ll be fine.” she tells him with a gentle pat on his back more confidently than she actually feels, but of course that she doesn’t let it show. she’s the president of dahlia, she has dealt with much worse things than simply fermenting cabbage. if she can put an order to a social club filled to the brim with cunning girls, than she can do this too. ahri huffs with determination, put her hands on her waist and then looks at what they have on their counter, the instructor said that they had everything they needed in there to make kimchi so they should be fine. “ok, we can do this. nothing can go wrong when we’re sticking to the basic, right?” whatever that’s supposed to mean. the senior then turns to the cabbages, takes one in her hand and fidges with it for a moment. “i think…. first we need to wash these, yes?” she remembers vaguely how the members of the cooking team are basically washing everything before cooking them so this shouldn’t be too different. “do you think you can do that and then i can cut start cutting them?” she thinks she might have an idea of what they’re supposed to do. she isn’t quite sure it’s right, but oh well, it’s at least something. 

     bin, admittedly, does feel better about this entire workshop and them having to make kimchi when ahri pats him on the back. if she says it’ll be fine, it will be fine - that much he knows because his childhood friend is a force to be reckoned with and if anyone could make something out of nothing happen, it’s her. she wouldn’t take no for an answer or let anything get in her way so even though she has even less experience with cooking and making kimchi than he does, she wouldn’t allow fermenting cabbage to stop her at any cost which in turn instills confidence in him. they can do this!

     “right,” he nods determinedly, also surveying the ingredients and tools they’d need to pull this off. as long as they stick to the recipe and don’t get too fancy, they should be fine. if not, he’s sure he and ahri can figure out a way to save it (and if they fail even that then they can make up some sort of excuse instead). bin’s glad the older takes the lead and delegates what the should do because it’s guidance and that’s all he needs right now since he sure as heck does not remember anything the instructor said, having spent most of the lecture wondering why he was even here in the first place-- and wondering if they would get to try each other’s kimchi at the end.

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sgnseungwoo:

     “am i less trustworthy because i’m honest about my poor spending choices, or more?” he muses curiously. his eyes are sparkling with laughter and joking around with bin is always so entertaining. “you’re right, though. what would helio do without your stellar, upstanding honesty and devotion?” he asks with a wide smile.       when bin turns down the offer of a promotion, seungwoo can’t say that he’s surprised. bin is an excellent treasurer, but seungwoo can’t see him willingly taking on the burden of responsibility that is the position of vice-president. “i thought you might say no,” he murmurs with a small smile. “i can’t say that i’m not disappointed, though i did expect this. i have someone else in mind, in that case,” he chooses to say instead, smiling at the other fondly. “since you’ve taken on the heavy burden of keeping me accountable,” he jokes warmly.       “he’s a member right now, but what do you think about seungsik? kang seungsik.” he suggests to bin, curious to know what the other thinks. it’s important for him to understand his fellow executives’ thoughts regarding their team, and he trusts bin the most out of the current team. his phone buzzes and he glances down at it, having eaten a spoonful of soup. “oh, wooseok said he’s almost ready. so i have about twenty more minutes,” he tells bin absently, typing back an affirmative to his boyfriend and telling him that he’s just eating for the time being. “sorry to abandon you so quickly,” he shoots the younger male a sheepish smile. 

     “hyung,” bin groans out, mouth still full of food, but still managing to pull an expression that’s part disgusted and part unimpressed. “please don’t make me think too hard on a break. i use my head enough as it is during classes and keeping track of finances.” he wants to shake his head but fearing that the soup he’s currently trying to digest would spill out, he refrains from doing so and makes sure to swallow first before speaking again. “i’m glad you recognize me and my contributions,” he sniffs before inhaling another spoonful-- or three. 

     hearing that the older had someone else already in mind for the vice president role, bin immediately feels lighter and finds that the food goes down much easier than it had just a moment ago (although it wasn’t too big of a concern for him since it was rare that he couldn’t eat). he’s honestly and genuinely happy that there was another person seungwoo trusted to offer the position to which likely meant they were good for the role so bin didn’t have to worry about the other looking for someone or having to fill the spot with just anyone who’d be willing to take it. “sorry, again,” he offers with a weak smile anyways, still feeling a little bad about turning him down. “but i’m glad you have someone else! i’m sure they’ll do great,” he nods for good measure.

     the name seungwoo supplies as his replacement makes bin perk up, a smile naturally appearing on his face just at the mention. “i haven’t talked to him much but he seems cool,” bin shrugs. even as an executive, he hasn’t been able to talk to every single member in helios or for very long with differing schedules and personal commitments and all that. “i’ve heard lots of good things about him though and if you’re considering him that means he must be worthy and you trust him enough, so!”

sgnhansung:

     it’s not that hansung finds track practice to be monotonous and boring. no, he actually quite enjoys it. the running, the jumping; it gets his heart rate up in a healthy manner. his teammates, both male and female are all nice, and it’s a plus that his best friend is captain. but the one thing that hansung does have to admit is the fact that he’s tired of hearing the same r&b or hip hop songs over and over. don’t get him wrong, while hansung does make it quite obvious that he is a blatant girl group stan, he does appreciate music that is not in the realms of pop. but still, he believes that baekso needs to update his playlist. the track team would perform better if they had to listen to never get me wrong my boo, i have no gwansim in the bag. he just knows it.      so, he has a plan. baekso leaves his phone on the large portable speakers whether they have to go through drills. as baekso’s best friend, hansung does in fact know his phone’s pass code. so while baekso is distracted, all he has to do is take the phone (or rather, get someone else to take baekso’s phone),  hide behind the bleachers, make a new playlist full of girl group songs, then hide baekso’s phone in his bag so that they really would have to listen to the playlist for the entirety of practice. it’s a pretty fool proof plan, if he has to say so himself.      hansung turns to his partner in crime ( @sgnbin ), eyes narrowing as if he were about to talk about something serious. it is serious to him but he knows that most people would tell him he’s being too dramatic right now. “alright, are you ready? i’ll distract baekso while you swipe his phone. then we’ll meet behind the bleachers.” he turns his head, scanning their surrounds to make sure that no one was listening in on their plan. once he’s assured that it’s just the two of them, he shoots the younger male a thumbs up. “we got this!” 

     track has always bee enjoyable for bin. he prefers running, liking it enough that he even does it regularly outside of practices, but he gets by with everything else thanks to his well-trained body and general athleticism. his teammates are fun too so even if some practices are super tiring or exhausting, it’s usually a good time. since he has no real complaints about the track team otherwise, he pretty much accepts anything that might be even slightly unfavorable - like their usual playlist.

     bin doesn’t really mind most music, can listen to anything if need be, and he does like upbeat songs especially when it comes to training but when hansung explains to him his great idea and master plan, he can’t find it in him to say no both because he’s fond of the older that he’d easily agree to what he’d suggest and also because he too, loves himself some girl group songs. there’s just also something about red velvet’s discography that hits differently and fuels bin with enough energy to run a marathon (probably) so of course he says yes to hijacking their captain’s phone to change things up a little.

     “ready!” he gives his teammate a nod and his own thumbs up to show he understands the plan and after glancing around to also make sure the coast is clear, grins. “in the name of girl groups,” he says solemnly like a pledge before waiting until hansung begins distracting baekso. in the mean time, bin looks out for an opportune moment to sneak over to the speakers while simultaneously mapping out an escape route from there to the bleachers so he can accomplish the mission as quickly and efficiently as possible, and hopefully without getting caught along the way.

sgndanbi:

( ... ) it all seems so natural, but maybe it’s a little too natural to be normal, their lips meeting like two pieces of a puzzle fitting together perfectly, and it feels like she’s falling back into old habits that she knows is bound to ruin her, or reenacting a cheer routine based on muscle memory alone, except this routine can only end in one way — either one of them is going to be falling off the edge of despair, and danbi knows that it’s more likely to be her than bin. still, she would much rather continue hiding behind the playful front she has grown somewhat accustomed to. “i think you did, actually. maybe you need some practice?” she taps on her lips, giving him a wide and cheerful grin, but as much as she wishes for a replay of the past few minutes, it’s only said in jest, and she doesn’t actually expect it to happen again. leaving bin with a soft laugh, she drops her bag off at the back of the booth to get ready for her shift to start.

     “oh, ow, way to bruise someone’s ego. i guess i’ve lost my touch after all,” bin feigns hurt but the lighthearted grin on his face gives away his true feelings. danbi’s response causes his heart to react in a way he hadn’t felt in some time but he wasn’t sure what to name the feeling or how to explain it. he just knows even when he’s dated other girls or engaged in flirty and playful banter with them, he’s never quite looked at or thought of them the same way he did--does?--for danbi, even now. but maybe that’s just their history talking and the fact that she was probably his longest relationship so the familiarity of it that he’d grown used to had more of an effect on him than he thought.

     when she taps on her lips, the laugh that escapes bin is softer, really only meant for danbi to hear, but doesn’t lose any of the amusement as he gazes at the other with a conspiratorial look and crosses his arms over his chest. “are you volunteering to help me improve in kissing?” he looks way too entertained at the thought, maybe even a little red in the ears because him? kissing danbi? he doesn’t hate the idea--hence the slight flush because for all that he’s dated and could be considered experienced, he still feels somewhat shy, but he’s not sure if that’s something that only happens when the other specifically is involved or if it goes for anyone--but they’re only friends now. kissing so easily would be weird in that context so he has no choice but to take her jest as just that - a joke which means he should return it in full.

     “hm, i’ll think about it,” he finally says with a smirk, uncrossing his arms and re-positioning himself to get ready for the next round of visitors to their booth. danbi had been the last of the previous batch, thankfully, so he was able to get away with spending as much time with her as he could or else he would’ve kept others waiting. he notices the female dropping her things off so he can only assume she’s about to start her shift too. “i suppose this booth would help in practicing though,” he adds on as an after thought, watching the other get ready. he has to admit however that he’s far less interested in kissing other people now that he’s kissed danbi because he doesn’t think anyone else could match up to her. although their kiss was brief and barely anything happened, his heart told him he liked it possibly a bit more than what would be considered normal for their friendship but again, he reasoned that it was probably because of something like nostalgia that had him feeling all emotional over what should’ve been just a simple peck.

     bin wills those thoughts away though (he could always think of them later when he was alone and had more time to process everything, if he even wanted to) and sits up straighter. “not that you need it but i’m sure lots of guys will pay to have a chance with the jo danbi,” he teases although he means every word he says. there’s no way someone could not like her - it just wasn’t possible. “i might even be a little jealous if you end up kissing more people than i do.”

sgnwooseok:

     he raises an eyebrow at the conspiratorial tone the younger uses though he keeps that in mind, considering he had heard many a good thing about that place that was half an hour away. he, of course, could never justify going to that place because he had looked up the prices and they were very much out of his price range, which was the whole reason why he had ended up trying this place first instead. so, based on these facts alone, wooseok decides that he’ll trust bin’s opinion for this.       also because whenever they ran into each other, it was always at food places at he himself enjoyed. so he thinks he can probably trust the other student’s taste.       when bin stops talking though, he falls quiet too, happy to just eat in silence since that had been his original plan to begin with. he’s not going to be able to catch up on the show he was watching now, because that would be rude of him to just pull out his phone and put in earphones or something and he didn’t really want to be rude since bin wasn’t as bad of company as he might have originally thought. maybe he was a bit quick to judge, considering he knew that most guys who were in helio were pretty decent guys.       once he’s slowly starting to finish up eating, he glances up to watch bin inhale the last of his meal and he has to hide a smile to himself before the younger starts speaking again. he listens politely, chewing on one of his last few mouthfuls of the udon. “it’s okay,” he’s quick to reassure the other, shaking his head slightly and confirming that he had been planning to eat in silence anyway so he’s not mad about them not talking. a small smile forms at the suggestion though, and he tilts his head as if considering it. “deal,” he says with a laugh. “if there ever comes a time.”

     his smile turns thankful when wooseok assures bin that he hadn’t offended the other or gave him a reason to dislike him. a part of him does hope they could get along if not in general--wooseok doesn’t seem like someone bin wouldn’t like even if he is a bit hard to approach at first--then at least for seungwoo since it was likely their paths could cross more often because of the older. also this meeting was a bit awkward to begin with so he really didn’t want to make it even worse and they left on a bad note.

     "if there is a next time, at least we’ll have this meeting to look back on and laugh?” he adds on in an amused tone, chuckling along with the other, happy that this entire situation had turned out much better than he had assumed it would.

sgnjunhyung:

( ... ) resting his elbows on the counter top, he props his head up with his hands, watching bin intently with anticipation. “y’know, you’re probably the best cook I know.” he adds earnestly, “whoever you marry in the future is so lucky.” yes, he’s back at this topic again, but he meant what he said. junhyung figured that if he had to resort to the marriage, it should at least be with someone who can cook well. it might sound awfully privileged to say this but he’s tired of fancy food cooked by personal chefs, sometimes he just yearns for a simple home-cooked meal, or a meal like this, just some college students whipping up fried rice with an induction cooker. he enjoys things like this — cheap convenience store kimbap, roadside tteokbokki and a simple bowl of fried rice with leftover ingredients, though some meat would be great. “whoever your future wife is better be prepared to see me show up at your doorstep for food— nothing will change!” he jokes playfully, though chances of it actually happening are high. showing up at bin’s doorstep and asking him to cook for him again? it sure sounds like junhyung. “speaking of which…” he leads in, an impish grin on his face, “you said that you’re not seeing anyone but you didn’t say if you liked anyone!” he leans forward, charged with curiosity, “you know you can trust me.”

     “are you trying to butter me up now?” bin teases the other, the shower having eased his sore muscles and subsequently put him in a slightly better mood. he was definitely less tired than when he had first walked into his room which was a feat on its own, considering he also had to deal with junhyung’s questioning before he could fully rest. he can tell the younger does mean what he says though, despite bin joking otherwise, so he lets a genuine smile creep onto his face as he gets started on the rice. he wasn’t the best cook out there but he did what he could so hearing someone say something he made tastes good makes him far happier than he lets on. to further improve his mood, he luckily had leftover rice from the day before so he wouldn’t need to spend extra time making more which. that meant whipping up the quick meal would be much faster which he was glad for since he was honestly getting hungry too. perhaps the male showing up to ask for food wasn’t so bad - not that he’d ever say it out loud or to his face, in case it encourages him to keep showing up unannounced like this.

     his mood’s actually improved so much that he lets the marriage comment from the other roll off his back, choosing not to react to it even though he knows where the male is going by saying what he does. he even loudly snorts and shakes his head when junhyung declares that he’ll still show up at his home if he were to get married just to ask him for food. “what makes you think i’ll even tell you where i live?” he returns with a raised brow, looking up from the pan where he’s currently frying everything together for a brief second to glance at the younger. “i might not invite you to the wedding at this rate if that’s your plan.” the grin that follows his words is a sign of him just kidding but he’s sure junhyung will pick up on it.

     “trust you?” bin repeats, the disbelief clear on his face and in his voice as he finishes up the fried rice and turns off the portable stove. “i don’t know about that...” he trails off as he turns to grab two bowls and starts dividing the food into each of them before sliding one over to the other. he knows he’s not outright denying the conclusion that junhyung’s come up with so the younger can probably guess the answer already but that doesn’t mean he has to say who it is he’s interested in right now - if he does at all. “i never said i did, either,” he counters as he takes a bite of his rice. a noise of delight escapes and he points at the male’s bowl with his spoon. “you should eat it when it’s hot by the way. don’t let my hard work go to waste! plus, it tastes better when it’s freshly made.”

     although bin’s aware that his avoidance of answering the question outright will only spur junhyung on to keep pushing him until he hears what he wants, he’s still going to put it off as long as he can. the truth is, he does like someone but not in like-like way--yet, anyways--because he hasn’t gotten to know her very well. it might just be a passing infatuation too, a slight interest that could lead to more but could also fizzle out just as easily which is why he doesn’t want to make it known to anyone but himself for the time being. making a big deal out of what could be possibly nothing is not something he wants to deal with later (and a part of him deep down was hesitant to say he really liked anyone also but that he doesn’t want to think about either).