Contract Boyfriend || n.yuta

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Iseul quietly filled the cooler with water and sports drinks. The boys were busy warming up and hyping each other for the game. She quickly finished up and began fixing the boys things. In their haste their things were scattered around the bench.

I didn't get to do Yuta's hair.

"It seems surreal. The underclassman who looked up to you as a big sister is actually your half sibling." Daeun commented, her eyes on the said boy. "Need a little help there, babe?"

"I'm just lucky it's him. If it were someone else, maybe I would be bitter." Iseul admitted. She and Daeun finished arranging their things before taking a sweet seat on the bench. "I could even say I'm glad dad treats him well."

"What do you plan to do now, babe?" Daeun asked. "You've finally found your dad, met your half sibling, and now you can try talk to your mom about it."

Iseul shrugged. "I don't know." 

"Did talking to Sungchan give you closure?" Iseul shook her head at the question. Daeun could only sigh.  "Do you think you can try talking to your parents about this now that you know where your dad is?"

"I don't want to bother them. They're all happy." Iseul firmly disagreed. She couldn't just bring it up with her mother's wedding around the corner. 

"But are you happy?" 

"Why does it matter?"

"Hi ladies." Jungwoo greeted, interrupting their conversation. He took a seat beside Iseul which prompted Daeun to switch placed with her. The girl shot him a cold glare along with a gesture for him to move further away. "I thought you hated my guts. Why sit beside me?" 

"I don't allow my child to sit next to dangerous and strange men." Daeun hissed, displaying her great displeasure. 

"I'm harmless. I'm not even playing on the field today." Jungwoo assured. "I mean, I'm sure we both had fun yesterday at the amusement park. Right, Seul?"

"I don't care. Anything you do is suspicious." Daeun huffed. Iseul would scold her for being rude, but she knew well Daeun wouldn't care. Anything about being kind to her ex wouldn't even enter her ears. 

"Something wrong, John?" Iseul inquired as the friendly giant made his way to the bench. He looked rather dejected as his eyes darted around the area.

"That rhymes." Daeun giggled. 

"I can't find my shin guards. I swear I had them in my locker." Johnny sighed, crouching down to dig through his bag. He let out another worried sigh as he couldn't find the safety gear.

"I didn't see it while fixing your things." Iseul worried, looking into his bag once again. She took the master key to the lockers along with her phone. "I'll go check the locker room one more time. Maybe it was mixed up in a different locker. You should keep your body warmed up."

"It's fine if you don't find them. I'll just be extra careful."

"As fine and tough as you are, I can't risk you getting injured." Iseul frowned at the thought of an accident. "Daeun, you know the call."

"Alright, I'm in charge. You!" Daeun pointed to Jungwoo who in turn pointed to himself. "Sit at the other end of the bench. I can hear you breathing and I'm not amused."

"Am I supposed to stop breathing?" Jungwoo pouted.

"That would be splendid." 

Iseul hurriedly ran to the locker room. There were more people with another contest being held in a different building near the field. She carefully made her way past the people setting up a banner, handing them a pair of scissors which they politely asked for before leaving. She finally reached her destination in no time.