december quickly creeps upon us and so does the cold weather. i'm no longer allowed to leave my house without a thick sweatshirt or a jacket covering me and every now and then a blanket of snow covers the once bare ground.
all of the boys and i decided on walking around a shopping mall together, looking for different things we can buy before the holidays approach us. at some point, chan and i broke off from the rest of the group and now the two of us walk around a clothing store, scanning and shuffling through the many racks together.
"so..." he says as i take a shirt out, looking at it before deciding it wasn't my style and putting it back. "so?" i respond back to him as i continue to look through the rack, taking every few shirt out to inspect.
"what's up with you, now that we're alone and i can actually ask" he says, following me as i walk down the rack. i shrug. "i don't know what you mean" i bite the skin off my lip as i look at the clothing in front of me.
"moonie, don't play stupid" he gives me that look and i know i'm caught red handed, i continue to play it off though. "i'm not playing stupid! how could i play stupid when i genuinely don't know what you're talking about?!" i avoid his gaze. "moonie." chan says in a stern voice and i bite the inside of my cheek, taking a dark blue shirt off the rack.
"do you think this would look good on me?" i ask him, hoping to change the subject. "moonie!," he scolds me, "stop changing the subject!" caught red-handed yet again.
"come on moonie, i can see it, somethings going on with you, especially with you and hyunjin, every since he's been getting those letters" he stops to furrow his eyebrows before his eyes go wide and he points at me, finally putting the puzzle pieces together. "moonie! you like hy-" i jump towards him, covering his mouth with my free hand, the other one gripped a pink colored t-shirt . "-unjin" he continues, his voice muffled from the pressure i apply with my hand. "shut up!" i whisper to him, removing my hand from his mouth.
"oh my god" he says, his eyes wide, he runs his fingers through his hair shocked. "oh my god" chan repeats. he repeats the three words a few more times before i hush him. "you're irritating!" i say, going back to looking through the rack. "does he know?!" he asks me and i turn around to give him a look. a look that screamed, "are you dumb?!"
"does he know?," i mock him, "no! why the fuck would he know?!"
"no need to get aggressive" he huffs and i rolls my eyes. "we don't talk about this."
