Y/N intertwined her fingers, bouncing up and down on her tippy toes, her eyes glued to the door. She sat down, stood up, sat down again. Waiting, waiting for them to come though. She felt nervous, even though she knew she shouldn't be. What did she have to be nervous about? She knew all of these boys. 

She'd been speaking to Minhee for about a year now, ever since their first encounter at this same office. They'd been calling, texting, facetiming. Eventually, they gave up the "interview" excuse and just admitted they liked talking to each other. Eventually, he'd put her in a group chat with all of the Cravity members, and now she was fairly comfortable with all of them. 

Of course, that was a secret from her bosses though. They'd just think she was the most spectacular interviewer, to be so natural with them. 

A knock came from the door, and there they were, filing into the room. 

She shot to her feet, her eyes immediately finding Minhee's. He gave her a smile, his eyes already teasing her. 

Y/N bounced once on her toes again, trying to slow her feet as she walked over to them. 

Minhee reached forward, engulfing her in a hug. She squeaked, hesitating before hugging him back. 

"It's good to see you again!" he exclaimed, letting go of her. 

She blushed, shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you," she corrected playfully, reminding him that no one was supposed to know of their secret friendship. 

But he shook his head at her. "No, remember last time, I met you out in the hallway?" 

She struggled to compose her facial expressions as the rest of the Cravity members let out amused chuckles. She tilted her head at Minhee, pretending to examine him more closely. "Hmm, now that you mention it, I do think I remember you," she teased, as though she could ever forget. 

Minhee grinned at her, shaking her hand again. She felt him press a piece of paper into it. 

After greeting the rest of the members, she made sure she was off camera, she made sure no one was looking, and she read the note. 

"Meet me in the janitors closet at the end of the hallway. 4:30." 

Her eyes widened and she ripped the note to shreds, aware that, if found, he would be a whole lot of trouble. 

***

As soon as she opened the door to the closet, a hand shot out, pulling her in quickly and shutting the door behind them. It was very dark, and they couldn't risk turning on the light, so she squinted to see him. 

"Why here, of all places?" she whispered, rolling her eyes at him.

"You don't like it?" he said, pouting at her as his features became more clear. "I think it's cozy," he added, wrapping his arms around her. 

She laughed, sinking into his embrace. "What's with all the sudden affection?" she teased. 

"I've missed you," he stated matter-of-factly, pulling back, sandwiching her face in-between his hands. "I realized that I don't want to be friends anymore. I like you a lot, and I want to date you." 

She stepped back, surprised at the sudden confession, and immediately tripped. She would have fell, but Minhee caught her, pulling her back to his chest. 

"Do you like me?" he whispered, his eyes hopeful. 

Y/N sighed, running a hand through her hair. Yes. Yes, she did like him. But how could this possibly work? When he was a celebrity and she wasn't, when he lived in Korea and she didn't, when-

"Hey," he whispered, playing with a strand of her hair and snapping her attention back to him, and away from her thoughts. "Don't think about all the 'what ifs.' Just answer and we'll go from there." 

"I like you too," she whispered after a moment, giving him a hopeful smile of her own. 

He placed a kiss on her forehead. "Who wouldn't?" he teased, the mischief returning to his eyes. 

"Now we have to talk about all the 'what ifs'," she said sternly. 

Minhee sighed dramatically. "I thought you'd say that. I wish we could just ignore them. Everything is less complicated that way." 

"It'll be less complicated for a while," she agreed. "And then everything will come crashing down and it'll be worse."

"Quite the optimist, aren't we?" he said sarcastically, interlacing their fingers. "But of course, Minhee comes to the rescue yet again."

"This is the first time you're coming to the rescue," she pointed out. "And I haven't even heard the plan yet." 

"I already talked to my CEO," he said. "I told him that I want to date you, and we came up with a plan." 

She gaped up at him. "He said yes?" 

Minhee shrugged. "As long as we keep it hidden for as long as possible, he's fine with it." 

"What if your fans find out? Would they be fine with it?" 

"They'll have to be," he said simply, seeming rather unconcerned as he grinned down at her. "You're cute when you're worried," he commented, his grinning widening as he bopped her nose. 

She tried to glare at him, but those words took her back to their very first conversation, and she blushed. 

"So? Did that clear everything up? Will you date me?" 

She wrapped her arms around his waist, looking up at him. "It cleared up a few things, but not everything," she said slowly, a small smile forming on her face. "But I'll date you anyway." 

He smiled at her. "I knew you couldn't resist my charm."

"You confessed to me first," she pointed out. "I'm pretty sure it's my charm you fell for." 

"Pfft, what charm?" he teased, his eyes laughing at her. 

She hit his shoulder lightly. "You just called me cute!" she exclaimed, pretending to be upset. 

He tilted his chin to the ceiling in thought. "Did I? I don't recall." He looked down at her. "Maybe it's cause I can't see you very well," he said playfully.

Y/N laughed, shaking her head at him. "You're terrible."

"Not too terrible, if you like me," he said, laughing too. "You'll forgive me though, because I have the best first date planned!" 

"Really?!?! When? Where?" 

"Right here, right now," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Aren't I wonderful?" 

"Terrific," she said sarcastically, smiling into his chest. She wouldn't admit it to him aloud, but being there in his arms actually was the most terrific, the most perfect thing in the world.