A/N this chapter involves an Inkigayo sandwich so I hope you all know what it is... 😂
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After finishing the stage rehearsal with your members, you headed towards Inkigayo's cafeteria to get some lunch.
You grabbed a tray and waited in line behind the other idols as usual, but this time, when you finally reached the end, the female staff member passed you a neatly wrapped up sandwich.
"Oh sorry, I actually ordered the chicken salad." You explained as you tried to give it back to her.
She just shook her head, "A boy told me to give this to you instead."
You stared at her confused, but from the bored look she sent back to you, you decided to just take the sandwich and sit down. Once seated with your group, you curiously unwrapped the food and pulled out a small slip of paper from underneath.
The only thing written on it was a phone number, and you couldn't help but smile as you realised what this person's intentions were.
Now usually, you would think that this way of communication was ridiculously stupid, but in the idol world, it was one of the only options if they weren't in the same company as you.
You had observed your members receiving phone numbers and flirty messages at Inkigayo before, but it was the first time that anyone had given one to you, so you were rather flattered by the simple gesture.
Later that evening, when you were back at your dorm, you laid on your bed holding your phone in one hand and the piece of paper in the other.
After taking a deep breath, you slowly began typing their number in. You decided to keep the conversation casual to begin with, not wanting to seem too desperate...
You Hello
InkigayoSandwich Hello
You Who is this?
InkigayoSandwich Who is this?
You ...
Are you just copying what I say?
InkigayoSandwich Maybe
How did you get my number?
You You put it in my sandwich at Inkigayo this morning
