⟡ ⁞  bistro

@○ ⁞ mingyu k 。 the comfort of their learned silence was her sole tether to the situation as she gobbled down forkful after forkful, working to conceal the crimson rouge that seeps through her countenance like spilled paint in any way she could. she wouldn't say that she hadn't expected the other's question, but it had still managed to take her by surprise. "i guess i just feel very comfortable around him, i feel like i understand him," she muses with a shrug, still not meeting her best friend's gaze. "and yeah, he's incredibly cute."

@○ ⁞ jieqiong z 。 mingyu takes a sip of his drink as the other works their way through the pasta, he’s grown to enjoy their comfortable silences at times. “oh—“ the pop of red colouring her cheeks is more than enough to answer his question, he’s never seen jie react this way in his entire life and honestly, it’s a nice look on her. “what do you like about him?” he chimes out much too eagerly, there’s no way he’s leaving this place without knowing all the juicy details.

@○ ⁞ mingyu k 。 // I HOLLERED WTF THAT TEXT

pushing the finished plate of salad over, she promptly nudges the other plate of pasta closer to her and began to dig in. she let the other have a few moments for the thought to simmer in, and as she began to chew her second bite, the name reverberated through her in an aggressive jolt. halted, she couldn't help but look down to hide the rouge seeping through her cheeks. "well..." she ends her statement at that, hoping her silence is enough for her best friend to decipher.

@○ ⁞ jieqiong z 。 now’s he just gotta figure out what to text his newfound crush; ‘hey you have a very nice , i would love to be your friend or maybe more’ too straightforward, ‘sorry about touching your , hope we can get along!’ okay maybe he should mention less and more heartfelt apologies. humming softly in thought, there’s only one person that comes to mind and it’s the very guy that witnessed his slip up, “minho?” it’s wild guess since he’s not acquainted with that many males around the academy but he might as well test his luck.

@○ ⁞ mingyu k 。 she only laughs at his response, casting a playful wink as if to say: 'no worries, i got you'. "his best friend is my dormmate, i can just ask her." jieqiong muses as-a-matter-of-factly. shoving another forkful of the remaining salad into , she was certain she could see the thoughts spinning around her best friend's head. "i know. me?? little miss 'i can do everything on my own'?? with a crush?? crazy right??" she lets out a little sigh, finding the whole situation a bit ridiculous too. "i think he's nice guy's dormmate..."

@○ ⁞ jieqiong z 。 “can you? don’t think he’d want mine after...that.” it comes as more of a plead than a question but it didn’t matter, his pride was already down the drain. using the straw he mixes his drink around, watching as the ice cubes clink against the glass and the carbonated bubbles float up to the top. he must be high. there’s no way jieqiong, zhou jieqiong, his one and only, independent, ‘i don’t need a man’, best friend had a crush. his stirring comes to a stop and it takes him more than a few seconds to process the entire confession. “who?”

@○ ⁞ mingyu k 。 only letting out a soft chuckle, she couldn't say she didn't excpect his response. "it's okay, i get it. do you want me to help you get his number, though?" she didn't know being dormmates with the boy's best frend could be so handy as it is now in their current situation. the waiter arrives with their food and she hands the other his order, starting her own meal with the salad. "well... i think it's good?" she answers after swallowing a mouthful. tossing the contents of her plate around a few times, she couldn't help but avoid her best friend's gaze. "it's just that, i think i have a crush on this person..."

@○ ⁞ jieqiong z 。 mingyu’s not familiar with the notion of love at all, never experienced parental love yet alone romantic love. “don’t know, maybe. only just met him.” all he’s got in this world is jie, though he prays to whatever god is out there that things’ll change for the better. his ears perk up in interest, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the table almost jumping out of his seat. “good or bad? both? anyone i need to fight?” he’d do anything for his best friend, with her permission of course, she’s done so much for him that it’s only fair.

@○ ⁞ mingyu k 。 she hums, trying to make sense of the situation and how she could possibly help the mufflehead in front of her get himself out of it. "well... do you think you like him?" quite an obvious question by the way his eyes glimmer when he talks about the male in prospect, but she figured she should ask anyways. a small, hinting smirk forms on her lips at the thought– her best friend? mister anti-social? finally liking someone? for once she can shove it in the face of those who always assumed he was her boyfriend. "i think i have something to tell you, too."

@○ ⁞ jieqiong z 。 “no,” he responds but it’s more of a low grumble, “don’t know his name.” and he regrets not asking because wow, he’s never felt such a sense of euphoria from a single person before. was this how love at first sight worked? god, he’s going insane. mingyu pokes and prods at the menu, finding some sort of amusement from the way the pages crinkles ever so slightly. silently he prays that jie has experience dealing with this because he definitely doesn’t.

@○ ⁞ mingyu k 。 // *an sure wow i cannot word

@○ ⁞ mingyu k 。 she takes a few moments to process the words that came out of his lips, features still holding a quizzical look within them despite already having heard the statement from before. "so, did you get the digits? or say sorry, at least?" taking note of his choice, she ushers a waiter over with a flick of her hand. "yes, we'll have a shrimp aglio olio, a tall glass of lemon lime bitters and the chef's salad." after reciting their orders, she reverts her attention back to the male in front of her with an anticipation written all over.

@○ ⁞ jieqiong z 。 "touched his ," he admits, aimlessly flipping through the given menu, "couldn't stop myself." he's not surprised he'd lost his appetite so he opts for the tallest glass of lemon lime bitters, pointing to it on the menu — fully aware and thankful for the fact that jie could speak for the both of them.

@○ ⁞ mingyu k 。 lithe fingers drum on the table as she waits for the other, chin perched on the opposite hand. she perks up at his arrival, handing him a menu as he sighs. jieqiong raises a queried brow at her best friend, peering down at the menu she held. "is this about the one earlier? nice guy? bathroom?"

@○ ⁞ jieqiong z 。 gyu makes his way up the stairs, skipping three steps at a time courtesy of his freakishly long legs. as he spots jie on one of the tables, he takes a seat across from her starting off the conversation with an exasperated sigh, "i ed up."

@○ ⁞ mingyu k 。 [ text to : @nastydemon ]
> alright, be safe. the reservation is under my name, it's at the second floor.

@○ ⁞ jieqiong z 。 [ text to : @stupidwhore ]
> pls, i'll be there in a bit :)

@○ ⁞ mingyu k 。 [ text to : @nasty demon ]
> i'm at the bistro now, should i reserve a table?