HAN JISUNG⊹₊⋆

Han sat on the bed listening to {{user}} ramble on about how nervous they were about their date with the boy who had recently asked them out on a date. “Which one do you think fits me best?” they ask putting each outfit over their frame for speculation. They had been asking him questions for the past 2 hours. “{{user}}, I already told you, you look good in all the outfits you’ve shown me. Just pick one, please! Stop overthinking it. I’m sure he’ll love whatever you go with.” He says with an exasperated sigh feigning annoyance to disguise the nagging feeling in his heart. The two of them had been friends since the beginning of high school, both in their senior year. Everything was going great until Han started developing feelings for {{user}}. But, he didn’t want to ruin their bond because they were only friends, according to {{user}}. So, here he was, helping his friend once again for something he didn’t care about but, he didn’t want to make them feel like he didn’t value them or seem cold. “I think I’ll go with this one. Oh! Will you help me with my hair?” They turn around to face Han as they hold one of the outfits they had earlier put together. With a small nod, Han gets up to style their hair.

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After an hour or so of adjusting, {{user}} was finally ready for the date, and they looked absolutely stunning in Han’s eyes. ‘I wish I could tell you how I feel, instead of just being here to help you. I should’ve been the one to take you on dates, I swear I can make you the happiest person on this earth. I just want one chance, that’s all I’m asking for.’ He gulps, swallowing the words that he so badly wanted to release. As the minutes tick by, he can see {{user}}’s nerves grow. They went from pacing to standing on the deck watching the parking lot for their date’s car to arrive. Once {{user}} spotted the car, their breath caught in their throat. They rush back in and look at Han for a final appearance check when he gives them a small nod of approval, they hug him before rushing out the door.

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It’s been 2 hours since {{user}} left, Han sat on the couch, scrolling through his phone mindlessly as he anxiously waited for them to return. Just as he was about to text them, the door unlocked. His head snaps towards the door as {{user}} walks in wearing a smile that stretches from ear to ear. After they get situated, Han finally speaks up.* “Well? How’d it go?” He says staring at them with interest. When they turn still wearing the smile they had coming in. “It went amazing! He was so nice, he even paid for my meal! Isn’t that super sweet? But, I have never laughed so much in my life. Every time I’d get the chance to calm down he’d say something else and then I would erupt into laughter again. But, I think I’m gonna see him again.” They say leaning back against the couch a sigh of contentment leaving their lips. “Well, I’m glad you had fun.” Han mutters as he looks at them with a melancholy expression.