He's in the Rain

chapter six

choisoobin: hi
choisoobin: asdfghjkl

With those two chat notifications, Yeonjun slowly opened his eyes, annoyed. He felt like his sleep was interrupted, which he hates the most. Ruffle his hair, throw his hoodies away, do everything he doesn't want you to do. Just don't disturb his precious sleep, or else.

"Argh, Choi Beomgyu!" He said in annoyance with his deep morning voice. He thought Beomgyu dmed him, turns out it wasn't. He kept on jumping to conclusions without even looking at his phone and know who really interrupted his sleep.

"Choi Soobin? What the hell?" Yeonjun's eyebrows showed that he was confused, while his mouth showed shock. "Didn't he just almost injure me yesterday?"

"Oh right. Not him, but his driver." Yeonjun rolled his eyes. He was now sitting on his bed, staring at the message Soobin sent him. He didn't want to open the conversation, but he accidentally did. He wanted to leave Soobin's messages on read but before he could even do it, another message popped.

choisoobin: don't u have hands
choisoobin: or maybe fingers?

choiyj: what the fuck???

He replied, yes, but it was all because Yeonjun was surprised. Whi in the right mind would even ask if someone has hands or fingers? He was about to leave the conversation again when another message from Soobin was received.

choisoobin: oh u replied
choisoobin: HAKDHWKEHKWDJ

"What is this person up to?" Yeonjun asked himself, looking at his phone, directly at Soobin's message. His messages are all letters that make no sense. He doesn't know what to reply, so he finally left him on read. Finally.

choisoobin: HEY
choisoobin: DONT JUST IGNORE ME LIKE THAT

Yeonjun did not even take time to read the message. All he simply did was throw his phone on his bed and went outside his room without even fixing his own bed. He went straight to the kitchen where the fridge was and got milk. He also got the cereal box and placed some of the cereals on a bowl. He walked to the living room to eat breakfast in the couch, watching on his television.

But, no. He couldn't resist it. "Fuck it. I need my phone."

Upon opening his phone, more and more of Soobin's messages were shown on his screen. There were about ten more messages since he left his phone hanging.

choisoobin: yeonjun
choisoobin: choi yeonjuuuun
choisoobin: CANT YOU REPLY
choisoobin: ARE YOUR FINGERS TOO WEAK
choisoobin: CANT YOU SPELL ANYTHING?
choisoobin: a librarian who cant spell
choisoobin: HAJSHAHSHAHHAHAHAHSHHA lol
choisoobin: YEONJUN!!
choisoobin: pls reply :(
choisoobin: ok i'll leave you alone bye

"A librarian who can't spell? What the hell? Is he trying to mess with me?" Yeonjun irritatedly said to himself while reading the sent messages he received from Soobin. There were a lot, and he didn't want to reply a lot too. He was thinking of a short reply that'll make the man stop his spamming.