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“Yes and no. I really am hungry,” Yao replied with a small smile, nodding to his friend. “I’ve been practicing anyway—I don’t need much training. Where do you want to go? Been craving anything special lately?”
“Fine, fine. Let’s go eat.” Dojin rolled his eyes, Shaking his head. “Nah, I’ve heard you rap Yao. You need more training than anyone in the company. Like four years worth of trainee training, and thats just the start. Um...take me somewhere with good coffee.”
She didn’t blame Dalpo. Brandi wasn’t the type. She was sure she had probably done something to make him snap and leave. She’d probably be pretty pissed too if he had got up and left without a word for a week and a half, only to return like nothing was wrong. Dojin could argue all he wanted, but she still felt pretty responsible. She rolled her eyes, rubbing his arm gently. “You’re cute. You’re cute but you’re stupid. Why the hell would you wait on me? What if I take, like, a year to get my shit together?” She growled under her breath, tugging on his arm and pushing her hair back in place. “Give it back,” she muttered, before a wicked gleam appeared in her eyes. “Give it back or I’ll make you!”
“Take your year. I can wait. You forget that you’re talking to the man who was hopelessly in love with Jee Joori for four years. I’m good at waiting. Even if you change your mind halfway through.” He felt a little pathetic, but he was telling the truth. He was used to waiting. He raised an eyebrow, laughing a little. “You’ll make me, huh? Brandalynn, you’re what? 5′1? What are you gonna do?” he challenged teasingly.
“Where would you like to go? I’m Yeongjae by the way. What is your name?”
“Dojin. Nice to meet you. I’m good with anything, really. I just need something to eat before I collapse.”
“Ugh I’m dying for an Iced Americano. Do you want to go get one with me?”
Dojin nodded. “Lead the way, kiddo!”
So I passed my audition and I am officially part of Static! Who wants to go and get honorary food as celebration? I’ll even pay!
“Well, I’m definitely in if free food is in the mix. Where are we going?”
“You know, with all these subunit debuts, my schedule is the free-est it’s been since my debut,” Yao commented with a smile and a little sigh. He’d lost a lot of sleep in the past year with ACE’s insane schedule, and it seemed like he could finally catch up. “I think all this spare time calls for celebration. Lunch–my treat? C’mon, don’t turn me down…”
“Bragging isn’t polite, you know,” Dojin told his student with an eyeroll, taking a sip from his water bottle and spinning idly in his chair. “I’m supposed to be training you right now, you know--is this your clever little way of trying to get out of work?” He sighed. “Fine. Only because you’re buying, though.”
“Fine, I admit that I’m at fault as well, but you would not belive the day I’ve had so far. Actually, not day. Week!” he took a deep breath and crossed his arms as well. Jongyeon knew it was his fault too and he knew not to piss some people off too much.
“Try me,” Dojin said, prompting the other man to continue. Dojin’d been in this industry for more than a decade. He’d seen his fair share of bad days, and lived a few of them--especially when the scandals that had broken his old group up had hit.
She blushed, hiding her face a little as she curled up into a ball, letting him hold her. “You….you didn’t,” she admitted, her voice just as quiet. “I just assumed. You’re……you’re not joking then? You..” She trailed off, biting her lip and resting her head against his chest. For the billionth time that day, she was reminded of how she didn’t deserve him at all. “I….–” she took a deep breath “–…I might just take you up on that…..um, eventually….” Pursing her lips together, she glanced between him and her notebook, giggling a little and throwing her pen at him. “Not really. Sort of. Maybe……Thank you,” she chuckled, getting up to try to retrieve the pen she threw (not her best idea).
He was pretty smug in that moment. Of course, he was still being mindful of her feelings and making sure she was alright and everything, but fuck Dalpo. That ass had made a big mistake in messing with Brandi, and Dojin’d be sure it wouldn’t happen again. If things were to go the way he hoped they would, Dojin would be certain to not make the same mistakes. He prided himself on being a better person than the man who’d busted up Brandi’s heart not once, but twice. “Right, well, you know where to find me. When you decide to take me up on it, I mean.” He snorted, catching her pen and sliding it behind his ear, standing up and bracing her with his arms, being sure she couldn’t reach it as he held he out away from her. “You’re very welcome,” he said with a grin, ruffling her hair, though still not returning the pen.
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She sighed deeply, bowing her head and tucking her hair behind her ear, her nerves making her hands tremble a little. Her voice wavered a little when she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. “Dojin, I know you’re only joking, but please stop before I stat to think otherwise. You’re sweet and nice and I’m sure it wouldn’t be bad, but if I can keep myself from getting caught up in another stupid unrequited situation, that would be just swell.” His arm around her was nice, but it also made her want to scream. He was making this so hard for her. He was great and a great friend, but she hated people who did this. Guys who pretended they were interested just for kicks. Just to string girls along. She closed her eyes tight, nodding her head. “Whatever you say,” was her quiet reply, as she tried her hardest not to think about how close the two of them were, or how nice it felt. Breaking a little, she groaned, leaning her head on his shoulder and hiding her face in her hands. “It is on me. There’s so much I could have done differently….” She took her notebook back, opening it back up and uncapping her pen, staring at the page for a second, before writing a few lines down. She hesitated for a second, before looking up at him and giving him a quick peck on the cheek, quickly going back to her writing.
He frowned a little, squeezing her a little closer to him, and after a moment of silence, he wrapped his other arm around her. “Right, okay but...when did I say I was joking? I mean it’s a fair assumption to make, I suppose, with my track record of messing with you, but did I ever say I was joking? Because I’m not, not really,” he said quietly. “I mean, I don’t really want to do anything because you’re not over Ass-Face and I don’t want to push anything...but when you’re ready....I wasn’t joking.” He could be an ass, but he wasn’t that kind of guy, who toyed with girls just for the fun of it. He stroked her hair gently, resting his head on hers. “Oh, shush. It’s still not your fault.” He grinned, leaning back in his chair and putting his arms behind his head. “Your writing block really seems to have disappeared, hasn’t it?”
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