Love Without Love

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I thought about that for a while, about Jaebum saying that, just because it irked me. I knew he really was just teasing me and would never think of me, but the very fact that he said it made me not doubt it. If he was thinking of me, why? If he wasn't then I wouldn't care... The only reason I care was because he interrupted my thoughts of Yugyeom. That's why.
Sitting at home watching movies, I leant back, only to jump at the sound of my phone getting twelve notifications at once. Sliding my phone open, I read a couple, which was the basis of all of them combined without all the caps.
'My baby sister is coming!' 'I'm going to pick her up and we can all hang out~'
Sighing because Youngjae decided to post that in the group chat where everyone was, I stood up from my couch watching a few people respond. Mark telling him not to text him when he just walked out the front door, and Yugyeom replying with an okay. An unknown number said it would be cool, by process of elimination it had to be JB, so I quickly saved his number, coughing to myself trying to make excuses.
I just need his number just in case I get stranded outside and everyone else is busy, because if I was in trouble, he'd be the last one I'd tell, because he'd probably laugh at me.
My front door opened, causing me to yell loudly, falling off my seat and bumping onto the floor. Of course it wasn't any of the boys I thought it would be, it wasn't Yugyeom or Mark or even Jaebum. It was Youngjae, proudly standing as he waved me over.
"Wanna come with me to pick my sister up from the airport?" I could tell how excited he was, because he was practically hopping around, not caring I was on the floor like he usually would. Now I really wanted to meet this sister of his, that made the Choi Youngjae stop caring about people's well beings.

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When Youngjae forced me in a taxi cab with him, the air was filled with his blabbering. It was like the most exciting thing to happen in ages for the boy, and I didn't want to dampen his mood with anything.
"I hope you two get along, she doesn't have many friends. Don't tell her I said that, but she probably needs the pick me up." Thankfully, those words made me forget about what that greasy JB said about thinking of me, and I was glad I was an hour away from him at an airport. Serves him right. I mean he probably doesn't care what I do, so I'm fine.
Just as I was siting there beside the anticipating Youngjae, he made an 'o' sound and hopped up. I watched closely, looking up at the girl who I assumed was his sister. She smiled at us, the same smile as Youngjae, and extended a hand out to me.
"Hey, how's it going? I'm Eunmi, Youngjae's younger sister." Her voice was almost similar, as in the way she spoke. Though it was almost Konglish, as I heard a few words here and there.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Yujin."
"Ah! You're the girl Youngjae says I'm exactly alike."
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In the back of the taxi, I fiddled with the keychain on Eunmi's bag. A giraffe with round eyes swung back and forth on her zipper. Humming to myself, I sighed and sat up straight. Youngjae, Eunmi and I were stuffed into the backseats.
"Where are you from?" I asked curiously, moving hair from my eyes before letting go of the cute key chains.
"I'm from Canada, I moved there with my Dad. Youngjae stayed here, which explains why his English isn't perfect. But he's trying." Eunmi seemed to be nice about it, since whenever Youngjae said anything even seriously, I would end up snorting.
"Ah, that makes sense now." I smiled at her, in which she only looked down at my phone in my hand.
"Someone's texting you." She mused, turning her head to read them.
"He's telling you to hurry home because he wants to talk to you and make fun of you more."
I blinked almost a dozen times, staring at the bright screen of my phone and glancing through texts.
'Come back~' ' There's no one to make fun of'' 'Let's talk.' 'I want to learn about you'
Sharply inhaling, I shook my head, setting the phone back into my pocket. What was up with him? There was four other people at home. Why did he have to try and play around with me.
Stupid Jaebum.
"It's no one, he's teasing me." I mumbled, slumping in my seat, leaning backward I felt my head nearly hit the window.
"Oh, doesn't that mean he likes you?" She sounded curious, taking her bag and taking out a snack, looking at me as if expecting an answer.
"He doesn't like me, he doesn't even know me."
"Couldn't help but overhear, but who's texting you Yujin? Someone's bothering you? I'll beat them up for you." Youngjae butted in, making his younger sister laugh at his threat. I was glad he was here,because without him I would be panicking about his dorm mate texting me randomly.
"No no, just Jaebum. You can beat him up if you want."
That made Youngjae laugh, shaking his head as he took a candy from his sibling. "Jaebum would get mad at me, he's no sense of humour when he's mad. He yells a lot and says stupid things." As if warning me, he decided to look at me from in the mirror, just like Mark does. I parted my lips, but not to say anything.
"One time Bambam lost something he liked, and he yelled at the poor boy. Even yelled at Mark for trying to defend him, he lost it and almost hit Mark... So I advise you be nice to him, even if it's an accident."
I tensed at the story, nodding slowly. He almost hit Mark for something Bambam did? I wasn't scared, because I didn't think I'd ever anger JB. I doubt he'd have the audacity to hit a girl too. Deep in thought, I didn't notice the taxi was at the driveway, just behind Mark's car. Eunmi noticed I spaced out, and politely opened the door beside me while she was stretching. This snapped me out, and I lead the three of us out, going over to the trunk to go grab her suitcase.
"Oh no, I got it Yujin, you take Eunmi inside with you." Youngjae popped around the corner, smiling at me as he grabbed her bags. Nodding, I turned to her and smiled, ushering her to the door so we could go inside and maybe I could even show her around. As I got to the door, I took a deep breath, not sure what was bothering me at this point. I felt like something was going to go wrong. Opening it, I slipped my shoes off and wandered in, looking around. JB and Jackson were laying around together on the couch, watching a movie. Mark was shuffling around the kitchen, probably looking for something to eat since he probably didn't get anything but water since earlier . The others must be in their rooms or doing something else, since Bambam and Yugyeom weren't within sight. I walked to the stairs, ushering up Youngjae's sister into his room.
"This is where Youngjae lives." I said, smiling as I took a look around for myself. A few stuffed animals laid around the floor in the corner, next to his computer and pile of books I doubt he's read more than once. I looked over at his light blue bedspread, that Eunmi had sat down on and took hold of a Winnie the Pooh plushie.
"This is mine..." She mumbled, hugging it to her chest before looking around like I was. We both looked at the window, looking at the clear sky and large leaf covered branches within view.
"Do you live close Yujin?" Asking simply, she crossed her legs and tilted her head to the side. Looking at her, I smiled, shrugging my shoulders.
"I guess, it's a thirty minute drive and it takes forever to walk to and from here but it's still close." I explained as I looked over the pale walls, noticing a few picture frames of family, and even of the boys. Just then Youngjae shuffled in, putting down her suitcase as sighing, parking it against the wall.

"I'll introduce you to the guys, just get yourself comfortable first." Youngjae said, smiling warmly at the two of them before wandering out of his room. Eunmi turned to look at me, blinking before standing from her spot, taking something out of her backpack.
"Should I be cautious of anyone?"
"Excuse me?"
"Is anyone always trying to flirt? I don't want to like one of my brothers friends."
I stared at her, shaking my head a bit before blinking.
"No one's flirtatious, and I doubt any of them have any intentions of dating." As I said that, a red haired male popped his head in. I stared over, watching Mark almost fall over his own feet as he walked in.
"Eunmi?"
"Mark?"
"You're Youngjae's baby sister?"
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Baffled, I stared at the two, narrowing my eyes at my best friend.
"Is there something you're not telling me? You two haven't dated before right? Or maybe this is like a drama where you're long lost twins--"
Something hit me, and I found out it was Eunmi hitting me with her precious Pooh bear.
"I have not ever dated Mark, nor do I want to or am." She grumbled out, crossing her arms, the stuffed bear tightly nestled between her arms and chest. I laughed at that, only to look at Mark who was waving his hand about.
"Admit it, you've liked me once. Even for just a day, right?"
"No, not even a day, now stop talking and be nice to me and get me a snack." Judging by how Eunmi was able to boss him around, I figured they were good friends, they might have known each other before I knew Mark.
Before I knew it he was gone, maybe he actually went to get a snack, before I could turn back, Eunmi was talking more.
"So in this house of good looking guys, do you like someone?" She leant back in her brothers bed, looking at me as if she knew.
"N-no! I do not-"
And then my beautiful Yugyeom walked past, turning his head and smiling for a second. I swear I sighed aloud, staring at his eyes smiling at us. Then he left, and I felt like my happiness didn't exist anymore. My expression faded and I stared at Eunmi.
"I'm sorry what were you saying?"
She stared, nodding a bit at me, taking in what just happened.

"Oh, so you like that guy?"

No, I love him.