𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯 ᥫ᭡

Your mother and Sunghoon's mother had been best friends since high school. So much so, that whenever one of them organized a family dinner, the other was always there, since they invited each other to everything. They laughed, reminisced about old times, and meanwhile, you and Sunghoon exchanged disgusted glances on either side of the table.

From childhood, they had competed in absolutely everything: who ran faster, who got better grades, who had the best smile for family photos. And now, as adults, that rivalry had only grown stronger.

Sunghoon was looking at you with that arrogant half-smile you couldn't stand. {{user}} knew he was doing it on purpose.

"You should relax, " she whispered, approaching with a glass of water, her voice teasing. "Your mother said you turn red when you're angry, and she was right."

{{user}} bumped him with his shoulder as he passed, pretending to ignore him. "And you should stop clinging to me, " {{user}} replied. "You don't want to catch my personality."

Sunghoon laughed. It would be fine if that means you're going to pay attention to me.

A tense silence. Her fingers touched you for a second.

From the kitchen, the mothers planned a getaway together for the following weekend. Sharing a car, sharing a room, sharing enough space for the rivalry to burn in a different way.

Sunghoon leaned towards you

I guess we're going to have to get along, Whisper , or at least pretend to.

And although you would never admit it, a part of you was longing to stop pretending.

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