box lore pt 6

"I'm just curious, that's all."

"You already know what I think about you, Hyewon." Suddenly your burger looks like the most interesting thing in the world right now, and all your attention is poured onto it.

"Right. I can never beat Yuri. Thanks." She slumps back into her seat and sips on her Sprite defeatedly. The paper cup is slammed onto the table and the cubes of ice inside clink gleefully against each other.

"Don't be like that. It's different, you already know this."

"I just miss when I was your favorite. I'm not allowed to miss that anymore?" Her attention flies off to the registers again, as if calculating how much the next customer's total will be plus tax and tip.

She's right, though. You fell for her first, way back when you didn't even know what a bias was. Kang Hyewon caught your eye out of all of them, and with just a couple lines in that song she'd already been able to claim you as hers.

"Is it something you feel bad about? Me choosing someone else?" Your burger meets its plastic wrapper once again as you reach for a napkin. Wipe away the mayonnaise on the corner of her mouth, accidentally pulling her gaze towards you again.

She chuckles at the thought. "Am I supposed to say 'no?' Am I supposed to tell you 'Oh, I'm fine if you choose anyone else over me. It's not a big deal for me to let you shower someone else with the love I earned for myself six fucking years ago,' like some sort of pushover who can't fight for who she wants?" She pulls your hand off her cheek and looks down at her food tray. Three more chicken nuggets remain, as well half of a large order of fries. She takes one of the nuggets and tears it in half, eating one and throwing the other back onto the tray a bit too hard.

Silence surrounds the table and the air thins between you two. On one hand, you do feel bad about how things turned out, but on the other hand, you can't deny your heart belongs to Yuri now.

She sighs deeply at the situation, knowing she's getting herself upset over nothing. "Why not write smut about me? I'm at least worthy of that," she bargains. You note how odd it is that she's talking he way she does, as if she isn't holding any cards against you when you know she does.

"I'm... busy." Wonder how you manage to keep finding the worst things to say. Sure, tell her Yuri deserves four more fics and counting than she does. Show her how little she means to you. Shove it in her face how much you don't miss her.

"... Yeah. I guess that's fair." She takes a French fry into her mouth and keeps it between her teeth, not chewing nor attempting any more eye contact with you.

"Right. Sorry."