Pang!
Part Ten: boba (not) date
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word count: 569
tw/cw: mentions of someone hurting someone else
It was nice, actually hanging out with Chan - not that your project sessions weren’t fun but it was just nice to not have to think about work and just really talk with him. In the beginning when you first started meeting up, it had been awkward, him not talking or dry responses when you’d try to make small talk. While you didn’t approve of Soonyoung’s method, it was nice to finally see his true personality. He was bright and fun to talk with, passionate about dance in the same way you were with marine bio and it was so nice to see that spark in his eye whenever he talked about practice or their upcoming showcase.
Chan was currently talking about the solo he was preparing for, how he was working the choreo and his inspiration. You subtlety let your eyes wander over his form and you couldn’t deny that he definitely had a dancer's body. But it was his eyes that you couldn’t stop looking at, a small frown on your face as you noticed the very dark circles he had. It had to be hard, juggling classes, making a choreo from scratch and on top of that - had to deal with a very demanding and unreasonable gf. You felt bad for him, he deserved better. And it was definitely not because you have a crush on him. No, definitely not. And even if you did it was small. A very small crush. Miniscule really.
During your small rant inside your head, your eyes zeroed in on some small cuts you just noticed across his upper arm and you couldn’t help yourself as you reach out to look at them, effectively stopping his own rant. There were four small scratch marks across his skin, already slightly scabbed over.
“Do you have cats?” You questioned, even though you knew the answer - he lives on the campus dorms and they don’t allow pets. He flushes, pulling his arm away from you and trying to tug his sleeve over them.
“Oh uh. No nothing like that. It’s fine,” Chan’s quick to look away from you, moving to fiddle with the straw of his boba cup.
“Then what is this?” You say a little forcefully, but truthfully you’re a little scared to know but your stomach plummets anyway because you think you do already know.
“Um, it’s fine! Just, Miyoung and I went to the mall the other day and I was taking too long in the game store so she had to drag me out, that's all. Must have gripped me too tight, I didn’t even notice ha,” He laughs way too awkwardly before quickly changing the subject. “I’m feeling a lot better after boba, why don’t we just get back to the project yeah?”
You blink at him, unsure what to say but you definitely don’t want to pressure him to talk about it, especially if he’s not ready. You want him to be comfortable with you, even though it's killing you to not know all the details. “Yeah, sure!” You smile, trying to reassure him even though it doesn’t even quite reach your eyes as you pull out your laptop. Chan gives you a small thankful smile before doing the same, and the two of you work silently for a while, reminding you of how it used to be between you, something you definitely don't want.
