ғᴀᴍᴏᴜs || ʜᴀɴ sᴇᴏᴊᴜɴ

15

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It had been a week since Ahn Sunhwa's drunk experience.

She could only remember the hours up until the karaoke room, and after that everything was a blur that didn't come back.

And for the first time since that day, she'd be spending a morning with Han Seojun again.

The boy, as per usual, picked Sunhwa up on his motorcycle.

She wore a loose white top and skinny jeans, while he was dressed in his typical gray sweatshirt and ripped jeans. He wore a leather jacket too, as the weather was rapidly becoming more and more chilly as the days went on.

Sunhwa liked to believe that she was tough enough to ignore the cold, but as the pair drove along and the wind blew against her arms, she pulled much closer to his body for warmth.

Eventually, the pair pulled over at their favorite coffee truck and stepped off the bike.

As she pulled off her helmet, Seojun grew angry.

"Why aren't you wearing a jacket?!"

She shrugged. "I didn't think that I would need it."

"Are you crazy? Do you even look at the weather?" He rolled his eyes.

The girl shook her head. "Do you?"

It was a fair point.

"Take this." He grumbled, tugging off the leather jacket and tossing it at her.

Han Seojun's attitude towards the situation was strange, as he'd given her his sweatshirt before. The last time had been under more more emotionally dire circumstances, and the reminder sent a wave of anxiety through her stomach.

Why hasn't Lee Minha made any moves? It's been weeks, now.

The blonde slid into her jacket as the taller boy headed over to order their usual coffees.

Sunny took a moment to admire the few trees that littered the edges of the road. The sound of buses and motorcycles roared on throughout the city, and the girl reminisced on a time when she could sit outside her house and only hear the sound of birds and nature.

There was a sense of beauty to both that she couldn't fully appreciate unless she stopped to listen.

"You're a member of 02 Angels, aren't you!?"