Hi, I survived exam season and I’m back!!!! Sorry for the long wait but here you go. Hope you like it Sam 💕

Dowoon was a mystery to you. He wasn’t exactly the most outgoing person you had met, but it seemed like the introvert in him came out whenever you were around. For a long time you thought that he hated you, seeing that he went completely quiet whenever you walked into a room. Despite the fact that you were pretty sure that he hated you, you couldn’t help but catch feelings for the black haired cutie and Wonpil, Dowoon’s best friend who sworn secrecy on your feelings, loved to tease you about it. I mean, who wouldn’t go heart eyes for Dowoon?

One night, the six of you were hanging out at this bar Younghyun heard about from a friend. You weren’t really sure how you ended up in there because you were sure Jae had texted you to go to the movies. And as you glared at him right after you got off the cab, he sheepishly smiled at you pointing up at the sign above the door. The bar’s name was movies. Still, you decided to enjoy your night, making Jae pay for the first few rounds as a payback for tricking you.

A little bit after midnight, they all started to leave. Younghyun was the first one to go, claiming that he was sleepy. Sungjin went next because he had to work in the morning. Then Jae and Wonpil, the first yelling something about how he was going to prove everyone Wonpil was a snake. And that left you alone with Dowoon. Awkward silence lingered at your table despite the loud atmosphere of the bar.

“I-I should go too.” Dowoon mumbled, voice so low you could barely hear it.

You watched him as he got up from the table and grabbed his jacket, looking incredibly good while doing so.

“Do you hate me?” You asked before you could process your own words.

Sungjin always told you that alcohol made you bolder, allowing you to say out loud all the thoughts you kept trapped inside you. That was one of those moments, judging by the soju bottles in front of you and the look on his face. Dowoon stopped dead in his tracks, halfway into putting on his jacket as he stared at you wide-eyed.

“What?” He asked, despite having heard you perfectly.

“Do you hate me?” You repeated, much more calmly than the first time.

“I…no, I don’t hate you.” Dowoon adorably furrowed his eyebrows as he thought of what to say next “I can’t hate you. I mean…how can anyone hate you? Like, I just…I get nervous when you’re around because you’re always so nice and cute and I’m just…me.” He rambled and as time went on, the tips of his ears were getting redder and redder.

“So, you like me?” You asked, your head tilted to the side as you looked up at him.

Dowoon’s eyes widened as he finally realized what he had said. He tensed up and didn’t move, too shocked to react to his own words. There was no turning back now.

“I-I do.” He admitted.

You got up from your seat with a smile and walked over to him. Your heart was beating fast in your chest, anticipation mixed with adrenaline and maybe a little bit of fear.

This is Minghao's favourite kind of date. He likes the quietness and being able to enjoy each other's company with only your thoughts surrounding you both. He would like to listen your comments and sharing his, covering his mouth because he can't stop smiling while walking with your hands together. He'd take you to a beautiful restaurant to enjoy dinner and wine talking more about the art pieces and your opinion of it.