deal [stray kids hyunjin]

chapter sixteen

"i really enjoy taking half-baths, but isn't it dangerous?"

"i don't know. i take half-baths myself sometimes. how often do you do it?"

"almost every night."

i eyed him suspiciously, "i feel like you're lying."

"yeah, you caught me. i do it every night."

"do you still take full baths?"

"of course! anyway, what color do you think best suits me?"

"what do you mean?"

"hair color."

"how many times have you dyed your hair before?"

"i had black, light brown-ish, and this." he said, showing a strand of his blond hair. "didn't you notice it?"

"the blond hair stood out the most because a lot of people talked about it, but the rest? not really." i replied,

"so, what color?"

"black."

"black?"

"it's a loud color yet it doesn't pop in the crowd like your hair right now. if your hair is black and, for instance, you're talking to someone; they'd focus on looking at your face because your hair color isn't getting in the way."

"how about hair style?"

"why are you so curious about what hair stuff i like?"

"just answer!"

"any hair style will do as long as someone pulls it off. personally, though, i like mullets. long hair is pretty good, too."

"on a male?"

"yup. i actually want to try a mullet one day."

"if you get one, i'll get one."

"copycat."

"whatever. goodnight, y/n! let me walk you home tomorrow again."

"you don't have to do that."

"i know, but it's fun to talk to you."

"whatever. goodnight, hyunjin. walk home safe."

"of course! i still have to walk you home tomorrow, remember?"

i chuckled and shook my head, "goodnight."

"goodnight."

"so sweet." someone muttered after i closed the gate. this caused me to jolt and press my hand against my chest because my heart immediately started beating like crazy. jungkook started laughing at me.

"I HATE YOU!" i yelled, grabbing a slipper and throwing it at him.

"NO, YOU DON'T!" he yelled back,

"YOU TWO COME INSIDE AND STOP YELLING OR YOU'LL ANNOY THE WHOLE NEIGHBORHOOD!" my mom yelled from her bedroom window, looking down at me and jungkook. immediately closing it after yelling.

"that's your fault!" i whisper-yelled at jungkook, hitting his chest and storming inside the house. he only laughed at me, again, and followed me inside.

"you get scared so easily." he said,

"who won't be when someone suddenly speaks behind your back?" i looked at him annoyed, "you get scared, too."

"no, i don't."

"yes, you do."

i went upstairs and head towards my room, got pajamas, and went to my bathroom. i tied my hair up, removed my clothes, and proceeded to wash my body. Afterwards, i washed my face and brushed my teeth. i let my hair down and went to my bedroom where jungkook is already, lying down on my bed.