Cheri'e 쉐리 A Cup Of Coffee [Kim JUNMYEON💕] EXO

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Kim Junmyeon🐰:

I fiddled with my fingers under the table. Gosh, this is so uncomfortable, why did they all have to leave at the same time? I could practically drown in this sea of uneasiness. Right, if I can't avoid it, I'll just have to deal with it.

Running a hand through my hair, I gathered my courage to start a conversation.

"So-"

"The drinks are here!" Yibo came scooting in with a tray full of drinks, spilling some onto the table.

"Aish, can't you be more careful?"

I looked at Hea in bewilderment as she stared back. Yibo looked back and forth between both of us in utter confusion. How did we just say the exact same thing?

"I-I mean," I stuttered, darting my eyes here and there, "Look, now we have to clean up this spillage." I grabbed a few tissues that were provided and laid them onto the puddle of black, fizzy liquid, most likely Cola. I told Yibo to get more tissues while I wiped the table.

His absence was replaced by a shadow of silence as both of us cleaned up the mess.

"Did any of it get onto you?" I subconsciously asked as she shook her head. Yibo got back in time with a stack of kitchen towels before it got more awkward.

"Wow, what happened here?" Baekhyun came back with a tray of burgers, followed by Luhan. I explained what had happened as both of them sighed in exasperation.

"I knew I couldn't trust you with the drinks." Luhan shook his head as Yibo struggled to rebut.

"Ah don't need to rub it in," he whined, "Let's just forget about it and eat. I'm starving."

I exchanged glances with Hea before reluctantly digging into my turkey bacon burger.

"Oh yeah, we went to see rice cakes just now," Yibo said through a mouthful of food, small particles falling out and onto the table.

"Ah, the one you told me about? How was it?" Hea asked nonchalantly as she stirred her iced tea slowly before taking a sip. Her every little action makes me wanna break into a smile, but I forced myself to keep a straight
face. Meanwhile, Yibo was bobbing up and down excitedly, babbling on and on about his whole experience at the exhibition.

As the conversation extended, I looked back and forth between them, envy filling me like water in a glass. Beside me, Luhan was actively listening to them and bringing up his rice cake ideas.

Sehun and Baekhyun were also in their own world of the wonders of pickles, so it wouldn't be easy joining their conversation either. In fact, this is the first gathering that I actually felt so out of place in.

"By the way, how are both of your projects going?" My ears piped up with Luhan's question.

"So far so good, I'm already halfway done," Yibo boasted, looking like he
just accomplished a lifelong goal.

"I don't think you should be that proud," I rebuked, finally finding my way into their conversation. According to him, he has finished plotting out his storyline, not very sure about the rest of it.

Hea suddenly snorted, producing a sound I didn't know a human could make. All eyes planted onto her as her face grew tomato red.

"Did you make that sound?" Yibo teased a second later as she held a tissue to her nose and blew into it, smacking him with the other hand. I looked at Luhan, both of us as baffled as the other.