You and Na Baekjin had been together for a few months. And despite Baekjin’s stoic and calm nature compared to your hyper and loud personality, your relationship was going surprisingly well. Tonight, you were going on a date—not the first of many, Baekjin loved showing you off so much that you couldn't count the amount of dates he'd taken you to on one hand. But this was the first date that you had planned and completely chosen by yourself without Baekjin's judging eyes, and just from the look on Baekjin’s face, it was clear he wasn’t impressed.

The date dinner you had picked was at a small ramen house, its walls covered with drawings and signatures from strangers—it was safe to say that the place was on the complete other end of the scale from the upscale, classy restaurants Baekjin usually took you to.

Then, after you'd finished eating and Baekjin was still being grumpy, you dragged him to an old, grubby, and overpriced arcade in one of Seoul's back alleys. And when Baekjin saw the place, he ended up following you around with a pout, like a lost puppy, for the rest of the night. Evidently unhappy when his suggestion to go somewhere else was ignored. The pout didn't leave, even after she let him win a game of Dance Dance Revolution, that was when you knew exactly what you had to do.

A drinking contest.

Baekjin was the most competitive person you knew, and he wasn’t about to lose just because his opponent was his girlfriend. So, after miserably failing to win a round of pool against him, you grabbed his wrist and pulled him toward the arcade’s bar. And it wasn't before long that he had gone through four bottles of soju with ease.

That was exactly what you had planned for. It was made pretty clear when they started dating that drunk Baekjin was the complete opposite of his usual self. He was more...aloof, and open to new things.

The stranger side of him started to shine through when you were sat in a booth and he started flirting, his words slurring as he leaned toward you, chin resting on his hand.

“I feel like we’ve met before... you’re super pretty... and familiar...” His cheeks flushed a soft pink, adorable dimples appearing as he smiled sweetly at you. His eyes slowly drifted over your face, taking in all your features before settling on your lips, a dreamy look softening his gaze. His eyes stayed there for a full minute before he shook his head, his usually-gelled hair disheveled and falling into his eyes after running his fingers through it repeatedly through the night.

When he finally looked back at you, his eyes squinted with confusion and...suspicion? “I have a girlfriend... why are you talking to me...?” He rubbed his eyes with his fists, mumbling quietly to himself, “Where is she...?”

You had to press your lips tightly together to keep from bursting into laughter. God, he was the complete opposite from the cold Baekjin who led The Union, it was adorable. You leaned forward, brushing his messy hair from his forehead, making him look up at you with his tired eyes.