(cont)Mo laughs further down the table. "But when he's not around, it's all 'Wai this' and 'Wai that'! Just admit you miss your boyfriend." He expertly dodges a slap from Korn, but doesn't see the one from Chang coming. "Oww…" complains Mo, rubbing the back of his head.

"Come on, Wai, come and eat with us." Chang scoots down to clear out a space on the bench for him. "You can't tell us that the territory divide is /still/ in place now that you're dating your greatest enemy."

Wai hesitates, watching Korn pat the bench and make kissy faces back at him. The huge grins of the engineering gang were… unsettling, to say the least. He glances over at Pran. "I don't know, the two of us were about to eat together—"

"Ah, he can join us too!" jumps in Mo, before realizing Pat's also at the table. "Er, I mean—"

"No, it's fine," Pat says, voice devoid of emotion. "I can deal with him for one lunch." He and Pran very carefully do not make eye contact.

"So it's settled then!" Korn tugs Wai down next to him, then yanks on Pran's shirt to get him to sit down too. It takes some shuffling to get everyone situated, but once they're settled, Korn smacks a kiss onto Wai's cheek and begins digging into his food. Wai resolutely does /not/ flush.

Under the table, he notices Pat and Pran's knees knock together and linger. Maybe they could do this more often…

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perfect amazing thank you "anon" you are my favorite person