"What are you doing?" It was the sound of my brother's voice that caused me to look away from my phone. When I looked at him, I noticed that he was raising an eyebrow and glaring at me at the same time. Yes, he appeared to be glaring at me, or perhaps that is just how I perceived him to be.
This caused my lips to purse together because my brother doesn't normally look at me in this manner. I'm wondering if there was something I said or did that made him upset.
I put my phone down and gave him my attention. "Nothing? Just reading messages?"
"Who's that?" He asked once more, this time with a stern tone in his voice, for some reason.
"Heron..." I responded as soon as I could. I was perplexed as to why my brother had suddenly asked. I was a little taken aback because he's not the type to ask questions. However, maybe because I am not the type to be engrossed in my phone for long periods of time, seeing me so absorbed while on my phone may have piqued his interest.
He nodded his head in agreement. "Okay. I was under the impression that you were conversing with someone else. You were reading something on your phone with a smile on your face."
After telling me that, he simply walked out of the living room where I was seated and into the hallway. That's when I realized he was wearing a pair of denim pants and a polo shirt, which made me assume that he has to be on his way somewhere.
When I heard the sound of my phone beeping for the second time, I immediately checked it. The meme Heron sent me made me laugh out loud.
He was sitting in on his class and was getting bored. He kept sending me random memes, which I found amusing.
"Pay attention to your class. In case you fail another subject, Z will be furious," I told him before getting up to go towards our kitchen.
I took a few steps towards the kitchen in search of something to eat. Because I don't have any classes today, I've decided to just hang out at home. On occasion, I still attend school and sit in the area where we usually stay because the guys want to go to certain locations from time to time.
However, the fact that no one has provided an update indicates that we do not have any plans. Also, because Mari and Z are now dating, they are more likely to go out together, which allows me to spend more time with Atlantis and the other members of the group.
After opening our refrigerator, I heard my phone beeping yet again, so I closed the fridge first and checked my phone.
In three minutes, my class will come to an end. I'm going to pick you up. I'm starving to death. How about we go get some pizza?" Y asked.
I didn't even have to open the fridge again and instead, I ended up skipping back to my room after responding to him with an emoji.
Given my hunger, pizza appears to be an excellent choice. Then I went into my walk-in closet and pulled out a pair of high-waisted black pants and a loose cropped black top with long sleeves.
I had just finished taking a bath ten minutes ago. It was originally planned for me to stay in and watch movies, but it turns out that going out isn't such a bad idea after all!
After changing, I simply tied my hair in a loose bun in the back of my head. I also wore very little makeup in order to avoid appearing too pallid and pale. In order to complete my look, I also wear a pair of white Converse.
It had already been twenty minutes when I heard the sound of a car honking, which confirmed that Y was already outside.
Grabbing a small pouch that contained my cards, I walked out of our house after informing Mom and Dad through our group chat that I am going out with Y.
I noticed Y leaning on the hood of his car as soon as I walked out the door of our house. His eyes were glued to his phone, and seeing him with his phone in his hand makes me smile.
Y, like everyone else in our group, has a great physique and is definitely a looker. In addition to his black pants, he was dressed in a grey shirt with a print in the middle. He was also sporting a cap that was turned backward, which added to the radiance of his face.
Gradually, I made my way towards him, and before I could even get close to him, he already lifted his gaze, almost as if he recognized that I had arrived.
It was like seeing a whole star shining in front of me the moment his eyes landed in my direction, and I couldn't take my gaze away from him.
"Lou," he said in hushed tones. When I came to a complete stop in front of him, he reached out for my hand and pulled me in for a greeting hug.
I couldn't help but laugh at his antics. "Were you that excited to see someone after being stuck in a boring class for three hours?" I asked him with a chuckle in my voice. My hand wrapped around his waist without me even thinking about it.
After I hugged him back, I noticed that he stiffened for a brief moment, which confused me, but then I noticed that he began to relax.
"You have absolutely no idea..." he whispered. The sound of his voice was low and raspy, and I was beginning to wonder if he was actually tired.
He backed away a little, and when I lifted my gaze, I noticed that his ears were bright red, which surprised me.
My brows were furrowed in concentration. "Your eyes are red," I told him. The fact that his ears were red drew my attention, and I noticed how his eyes widened slightly after telling him about it.
It wasn't long before his hands were on my shoulder, and he cast a glance behind us and everywhere else but in my direction.
"Because it's hot in here. We should probably leave now," he said, and I let go of my grip on his waist as he spoke. I swear I heard him exhale with a low gasp, but I wasn't completely convinced.
He then escorted me to the passenger's seat of his car and opened the door for me, which I greatly appreciated.
My surprise was even greater when he leaned into the car and grabbed the seatbelt so that he could fasten it for me. My gaze was drawn to his face, which was only a few inches away from mine at the time. Moreover, because he was not looking at me, I couldn't help but gaze at his stunning features.
His skin appears to be extremely soft. And he has a wonderful scent to him as well. I can't keep a smile off my face.
My right hand appeared to have acted on its own before I had the chance to stop it. In the end, I found myself poking his cheek while smiling at him.
"Gotcha..." I whispered. I didn't know it wasn't a good idea to surprise him like that but it turned out that it was because the next thing I knew, Y was groaning in excruciating pain because he'd hit his head on the ceiling of his car.
He must have been startled.
