It’s a cold rainy night, and the deafening sound of rain fills your room in the darkness. You’re snuggled in bed on your phone, scrolling mindlessly when a notication pops up on your screen.
You open up the message to see a text from Dowoon.
You were about to reply asking him why he was up at this hour of the night, but then you remembered that he was recording these days for the new album. He probably just finished for the night.
Dowoon: uhhh I was really hungry so I ordered dumplings from the only place that’s open this late and I kinda got hasty and ordered too much
y/n: why r u texting me about this
y/n: omg I was joking what’s the problem lmao
y/n: bro I’m not coming to the studio in the middle of the night during a thunderstorm just to pick up some dumplings
Dowoon: who said u needed to come to the studio
Much to your surprise, you opened your front door to see Dowoon holding an umbrella in one hand and a large paper bag in the other.
“Are you crazy, how long have you been standing there?,” you scold him while pulling him inside.
“Not long,” he replies as he sets down the food on your coffee table and shrugs off his wet jacket.
“Still, you really didn’t have to do that,” you sigh.
“Don’t worry about it now, y/n, it doesn’t matter. I’m here, you’re here, and we have warm food! It’s a win-win-win situation!,” he exclaims.
You can’t help but laugh out loud at his ridiculous expression.
“Alright, alright. But you get to choose the movie, ok?”
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