"Well, everything looks okay. You're free to go!" Doyoung says after doing my knee's daily check. Let's not forget it's the whole reason I'm stuck here, people.
"If it's okay, then why am I living here?" I ask as he sighs.
"You know your brother. He doesn't want you out of my care until your leg is fully healed." He says as my eyes roll behind my glasses.
"He's so annoying," I say as I get up and leave. I'm about to walk away from the med wing when I hear a cough from beside the door. I turn to see Jaehyun, who was probably waiting for me.
"Oh, Jaehyun? Did you wait for me?" I ask, confused about why he would do that because I was pretty certain this guy hated my guts.
"If I had the choice, I wouldn't. Now, go change. Taeyong is making me take you shopping." He says tiredly as my face lights up. An excuse to spend Jaehyun's money? Sign me up!
I go to my designated room and take out some casual clothes to wear:
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Hmm... This works. It's not like I need anything fancy for the mall.
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"Ooo~ Let's go into that store!" I say, pointing at the store right next to the entrance to the mall. I rush in before I hear Jaehyun's answer and start eyeing all the clothes in the store.
"What about this?" I say, holding up the see-through, cropped neon shirt.
"It's nice," Jaehyun mumbles out, clearly bored out of his mind. I stare at it for a few more seconds before putting it down back on the racks.
"Why do girls always do that?" Jaehyun asks me as I look at him, confused. "Why do they always pick up clothes and then put them back down?" I shrug as I grab a few more clothes on our way to the checkout.
I bring all of my items and place them on the counter, panting in relief that I don't have to hold the clothes for any longer. I look at the cashier (who was probably around my age) eyeing Jaehyun up and down, clearly checking him out. I roll my eyes as she tucks her hair behind her ear.
"Excuse me, ma'am? You're supposed to check out my clothes, not stare at guys." I wave my hand in front of her face as she jumps at my sudden movements. She glares at me as she starts adding up the prices. She hands me the clothes in the bag as I start to leave. She gives the receipt to Jaehyun as we both walk out.
I try walking away but I see Jaehyun occupied looking at the receipt. "What's wrong?"
"The girl, she put her number on the receipt," Jaehyun says while handing me it. I look at it and sure enough, in bright red letters it said "Call me 0XX-XXX-XXXX -jina :)".
"Is she serious?!" I scoff, not even trying to hide my anger.
"What? Are you jealous?" Jaehyun teases me as my cheeks turn a rosy shade of pink.
"No, it's just - what if you were my boyfriend? She just asks people out right in front of their girlfriends? Ugh, such a bastard..." I scorn, throwing the receipt in the trash as I drag Jaehyun out of the mall and to the car.
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We arrive at the NCT base, or at least, that's what I assumed. My eyes were glued to my phone the whole ride back. I was too pissed at that trashy cashier, I couldn't even look up at Jaehyun.
I try getting out of the car but Jaehyun locks the doors. "Dude, let me out," I say emotionlessly.
"Hold up, something's wrong." He says, pointing his finger at the multiple black cars outside the base. I squint my eyes, trying to get a better view of what's happening.
"Ok, you're going to listen to my instructions very carefully, Sora," Jaehyun says in a serious tone as I start to panic.
"Woah, Woah, Woah. What the hell is happening?" I say, still confused out of my mind.
