deal [stray kids hyunjin]

chapter twenty-two

a song.

it's easy to do, right?

wrong.

it has been weeks ago since 3RACHA (apparently that is what chan, changbin, and jisung are called altogether) talked to me about helping them with lyrics. they already managed to create an instrumental for whatever i might come up with. the only thing missing is the words for them to sing and rap.

it's honestly embarassing that they have done it that fast while i haven't even written a single word for the song. the guys told me it's alright and i can take my time. however, i feel like i'm being a burden to them.

"you've been staring at that notebook for a few minutes now." minho said, "is there anything bothering with you?"

i looked at him then rested my forehead on the notebook while groaning, "it's so difficult!"

"what is?" he asked, but i didn't reply.

suddenly, someone joined in our table and sat beside me so i lifted my head to see who did. hyunjin smiled at me then peeked at my notebook. then, he furrowed his eyebrows as he saw nothing written on it.

he pointed the page, "what's that?"

"pages that represents my brain."

"but it's empty." he giggled then looked at minho and started talking about whatever. slowly, our table got filled in with the rest of stray kids while i occasionally glanced my way towards hyunjin who kept smiling and laughing.

it's a pleasing sight to look at.

continue smiling by my side just like this moment.

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"y/n, do you know what's going on with you now?" f/n asked once i entered thecaf,

"i literally just arrived."

"so?"

"hello to you, too."

"hello, i hope you had a good day. do you know what you feel for hyunjin now?"

i just laughed at her and continued walking my way behind the counter. "do you?" she asked again,

"i don't know."

yeah, i do.

"you're lying." she said, flicking my forehead.

"i'm not!" i yelled while caressing my forehead because it really hurt and yes, i am.

"you're so stupid." she told me, grunting then opening the boxes that arrived which contained fresh milk cartons. "you have no fucking idea about your own feelings."

"you keep cursing." i said, chuckling at her.

"because you're such a fucking dumbass." she sighed, "why are you even my friend."

"we work at the same shop."

"watch me quit."

"right now?"

she glared at me and hit me with a towel, i only laughed at her. she can't stay mad for a long time and, eventually, she started laughing along with me. "i hate you! i bet hyunjin's also as dumb as you and doesn't know he likes you." she whined,

"i love you, too, f/n."

i already know i like him.