Hyunjin- Don't Joke About That!

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13 year old Y/n!

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13 year old Y/n!

Y/n's Pov..

Me: Fuck! Where is it?!

I was looking through the whole house to find the notebook that Haneul gave me for our date memories. I was about to put in a picture of our first date, and I couldn't find the journal.

Me: Hyunjin hyung!

Hyunjin: What's up, princess?

Me: Have you seen the notebook Haneul gave me?

Hyunjin: Wait.. Did it have a padlock on it?

Me: Yeah.

Hyunjin: Well, uh.. I accidentally perhaps, maybe, mayhaps have thrown it out by accident.

Me: You.. What?!

Hyunjin: I was cleaning up and I grabbed a bunch of random things and threw them out! I'm sorry..

Me:  Fuck! I need to tell Haneul. Thank a lot, Hyunjin.

I went up to my room, tears prickling in my eyes as I dialed Haneul's number.

Haneul: Baby? What's up?

Me: Hannie, I'm sorry.

Haneul: What happened, love? Why are you crying?

Me: Hyunjin accidentally threw out the notebook you gave me. I'm sorry..

Haneul: It's okay, baby, don't cry. We can still use mine, okay?

He comforted me a little more.

Hyunjin's Pov..

I knew Y/n would ignore me, and I've never been ignored by her so I can't live with that.

I had to make a plan, so she wouldn't ignore me.

I knew just what to do.

After coming up with a plan, I put it into action. I turned on the tv, and put it on loud.

Y/n's Pov..

Haneul and I hung up because he had to go to a family reunion with his brothers, and I had to do homework.

I heard Hyunjin watching tv. It didn't bother me though.

Hyunjin's Pov..

Part 2. I stomped on the floor, making a thud.

Part 3. I grabbed a glass from the kitchen and threw it on the ground.

Chan hyung will definitely kill me later.

Part 4. I screamed for Y/n.

Y/n's Pov..

Hyunjin: Aah! Y/n!

I heard glass break, Hyunjin scream, and a loud bang was heard.

Hyunjin's Pov..

I popped a balloon.

Y/n's Pov..

I ran down stairs, worried. I see Hyunjin on the floor, blood seeping through his white shirt.

Hyunjin's Pov..

It's Siracha sauce.

Y/n's Pov..

Me: Hyung!

I ran to him.

Hyunjin: I-I'm sorry.

Me: No! No, I'm going to call Chan hyung.

I dialled Chan's phone number, while crying, but Hyunjin stopped me.

He looked at me and started laughing.

Me: What the fuck, Hyunjin!

I stood up, crying.

Hyunjin: I got you!

I pushed Hyunjin and kicked him.

Me: You don't joke about that, you fucknut!

Hyunjin went to me and hugged me.

Me: Aah, I hate you!

I hugged him back while crying and laughing at the same time.

Hyunjin: It's okay, princess. Hyung is fine.

He kissed my head, and we laughed a little more.

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