Hello! You've all been eating regular meals right? Y'all know how much the RFA is obsessed with lunch. EAT YA LUNCH.

:D On with the story~

I do not own MM!

I focused on my paper, the ink from my pen curving as I wrote fluidly- I had taken up writing poetry as a hobby, and an outlet for the things I was feeling. Ms. Ardonne said there was a possibility that an artistic outlet may help calm my anxiety in times of stress. So far, it hadn't been too bad- I found I quite enjoyed it, actually- even more so in moments like now, where Yoosung was sprawled across the other end of my bed, poring over his study notes. His head hung off the edge of the bed, holding the paper above him, before dropping it dejectedly on his face.

"Saeran."

"Mmhmm?" I didn't look up, focusing on my handwriting.

"I have a question."

I nodded slowly, listening as he sat up, shuffling around so that he was facing me. I looked up at him under my lashes, blinking expectantly as he hesitated, biting his lip.

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?" His voice was rushed as he blurted the question out, a light blush on his face. I put down my pen and notebook, placing it to the side, staring at him inquisitively.

"Why?"

"I... I was just wondering. I've never hand one."

I regarded him, letting out a slow breath. I leaned back against the headboard, placing my hands on my knees before me, lacing them together.

"...I have no interest in girls."

"Oh..." He spoke quietly, his hands fidgeting with the strings of his hoodie. "So... Do you like boys?"

I shrugged, despite the constricting feeling in my chest. "I don't really know. I've never thought about it."

He grinned at me, tilting his head a bit

"Well, either way, you're cool to me. But!" He sat up on his knees excitedly, pointing at me, "If you like someone, you have to tell me! Since I'm your best friend!"

I raised an eyebrow slowly at him, fighting the smile trying to creep onto my lips.

"...Best friend?"

His hand fell, recoiling into himself. He tilted his head down dejectedly, looking at his lap.

"I- Well- I just thought that we were getting really close, and-"

"... I'm okay with being best friends."

He looked up at me, and upon seeing the smile on my lips, he bounced up excitedly, moving over to hug me. I shook my head, patting his back gently as he thanked me, his voice lilting and joyous as he kept his grip around my shoulders.

"best friends"

It hurts me to even write that lol

BUT They aren't quite there yet.

Stick with me ~~

~Pixil-8