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A story where your boyfriend is your wingman.
Time was like a ticking time bomb for Wu Jaehyun, and every passing moment he could feel himself drift further away from his only source of happiness, his girlfriend.
He wanted things to be...
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I looked at Sunghoon with slight offence hinting in my eyes, almost as if I heard him wrong. Juyeon let out a sarcastic chuckle from behind, "Really? Taehee?" He scoffed.
Sunghoon sighed, almost as if he expected that reaction, "Yeah. Now, if you don't mind, we are getting late," He said, his voice stern as if he had ended the topic there and then. Without another word, he opened the car door from his side, as I craned my neck to look at my best friend.
I caught him just in time passing an eye roll at Sunghoon and his ignorance about the matter. Suah bit her lip in thought for a moment but shortly exited the car to follow her friend, "Let's go, guys."
"Tell him if you don't want to go," Sunoo advised, Juyeon nodding alongside, "We both will stay back with you, don't worry." He passed me an assuring smile before opening the door to his side, beckoning the youngest to tag along, "Come on, Ju."
I inhaled a deep breath, looking at Sunghoon through the window. The man stared around the car, checking if he had properly parked it, his right hand shoved inside his pocket. He looked least bothered about my opinion on whether I wanted to be here or not, and that sent me towards the edge.
"Sunghoon," I called out, getting up from my seat. I looked down at the footpath beneath my feet, it was wet and the grey sky was an evidence that it had rained heavily in the area not too long ago, "Why are we here?" I hissed lowly at him, not wanting to make a scene.
"To discuss something important with Taehee," He mumbled, locking the car. He turned around to face me with a slightly raised eyebrows, as if the answer to my question was rather obvious. Why was this so unlike him?
Not wanting to put up a fight, I crossed my arms. We were on two different pages at that moment, and the best decision would be to go with our own separate decisions, "I am not coming. I'd rather stay back," I flickered my eyes momentarily at the apartment building in front of us.
"But Areum, it is important for you to get involved today," Sunghoon pressed on. His hand darted to gently grasp my elbow, his upper body leaning in, "Don't decide otherwise, I'm taking you up to her apartment whatever it takes." He hissed, his lips pronouncing each and every syllable clearly and carefully.
"But I don't want to go," I shook off his grip, snapping my eyes away from his lips, "I cannot just turn up to her house like 'wassup bitch?' after what she did to me, alright? We are not on any good terms. Jaehyun was going through some deep shit which made him act like that, but that doctor of his could've atleast told him otherwise than following his tactics blindly—"
