#fmdtian

“fuck, tian, stop stepping on my toes.” 

she’s about ready to step on his foot with her heels, but she decides against it the last minute. the escape room is dark, but she doesn’t think it’s that dark to the point where he needs to be hovering behind her and then suddenly stepping all over her toes. she’s already in heels which makes it even more painful. she’s regretting not bringing a spare pair of shoes, but it’s not like she knew there would be an escape room to begin with. there’s other people in the room with them, but they’re a bunch of idols and some young staff members that were brought in just to fill up the number. 

it’s unfortunate that he’s the only one she feels super comfortable speaking to, and she’s just hoping that somebody else would figure out the passcode already. “you any good at escape rooms or were you just bored?” 

technically, she really shouldn’t be doing this. it’s a poor example as the leader, but it’s comeback week which means even their staff members are too busy to pay attention to all the members. plus, she has the benefit of the doubt from a lot of her managers and other staff; they expect her to be a good role model, and she’s played into that role well enough that one slip up won’t hurt. or so she likes to believe.

jaein’s not sure what’s gotten into her. maybe it’s because she hasn’t seen tian since the wellness retreat, and it’s not like she needs to see him, but he provides a little bit of fun and laughter during stressful times. stressful times like comeback week where everything is supposed to sail smoothly. that’s how they both end up in an empty room in a hallway she knows isn’t occupied during this hour. there’s still plenty of hours before the live broadcast, and all there’s left to do now is wait. though she’d never admit it out loud, tian’s company was a good distraction. 

“first, don’t laugh at what i’m wearing,” she groans. she has her hair up in a pucca hairstyle, and she’s dressed like she’s part of a girl’s scout. “second, don’t ask why i even asked you here because i don’t know the answer to that question myself.”

because if she was, then she wouldn’t be in this situation right now. holding onto this grey sweater. no. if she was smart, then she’d probably try to get it back to its owner through her manager or something. why she ever contacted him directly is a mystery to her as well, but here they are. sitting across from one another. 

she’s called him to the in-company coffee shop because that’s the most privacy she thinks they can manage. sure, there’s a few whispering employees, but she can later lie and say that it’s just for some upcoming project. nevertheless, she’s sitting there sipping on her coffee because she’s not sure how to start the conversation. 

“here. i didn’t realize i left with it,” she brings up first before handing tian his jacket. of course she didn’t realize it because she was in such a rush to get out of his bed and back to her dorms. 

“didn’t think you’d get here so fast,” she whispers. one of her hands is at the back of his neck, pulling him down so she wouldn’t have to strain her neck so hard because fucking tian and his height. the other had already traveled to the bottom of his shirt as she pushes it upwards, letting her hand brush against the now visible bare skin.