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The fewer players there were, the more intense the game became. Even though this was a team-based game, Haechan and Yangyang felt like they were the only ones present, playing against each other.
"Yang, what the fuck!" Misun stared at her screen, observing her character unconscious on the ground after being killed by Yangyang.
"Sorry, Sun. I got my priorities." the girl groaned at his statement, tearing attention to another complaining player.
"Dude! We were on a team together!" Jaemin yelled at Haechan, the older boy too focused to give any reaction. And by some weird play of fate Haechan and Yangyang were the last two standing.
Most of the people didn't understand the weird competitiveness between the two, and neither did Misun. Misun knew the two well enough to know Haechan was usually the competitive one, while Yangyang always stayed somewhat calm. She assumed it was another crazy bet Haechan made that caused Yangyang to be so nervous.
"It's okay. You got this." she approached Yangyang, placing her hands on his shoulders and whispering in his ear. This should calm him, right? Maybe too much. The next thing she knew, Haechan was aggressively throwing his controller, while Yangyang brightly smiled at the screen.
"Good job Yang!" all of the girls praised him. Misun faintly smiled at the boy, ruffling his hair. She felt thrilled with the support Yangyang was getting, but she couldn't stop her eyes from searching for another figure. Misun held the small USB in her pocket, tightly holding onto it before she felt a hand tug her shoulder.
"Hey, Sun can we talk?"
"Hey, Yang, congrats! What's up?" Misun tilted her head as the boy pulled her to the side.
"I just- this- I'm really overwhelmed..." he buried his face in his palms, trying hard to hide the rising blush on his cheeks.
"I know, I know. Winning and beating Hyuck, huh? And the prize... I heard it's good. I mean, it's Chenle's idea. It must be some expensive ass-"
"I like you." Yangyang's sudden confession made Misun's jaw drop, her eyes staring at the boy in disbelief. It was clear to everyone that Yangyang liked her. She knew too. From his countless crappy pick-up lines to the feeling of his beating heart every time she hugged him, the girl hoped it was all a joke because she feared she couldn't return his feelings.
Misun had never received as much love as she had received from him. Yangyang was the first person she would call when she felt down. The number of times he would make her laugh when she felt like crying. The number of times he would encourage her when she felt like giving up. The number of times he would make her feel loved when she felt hated. Liu Yangyang was truly her happy pill. And she didn't want to lose him.
The boy was still looking down, scared to hear the words he expected. "Yang-" she whispered, her hand traveling to his cheek, making the boy look up at her. "I love you. But not in the way you want me to."
"I knew it." he smiled, their teary eyes not breaking contact. "God, he always wins, doesn't he?"
His words broke her heart. She followed his gaze to Haechan, who was intensely watching the scene unfold. Misun couldn't help but hug the boy in front of her. "Please, don't take this the wrong way. I love you. So much. I- I don't want to lose you." she muffled, her face deeply buried in the crook of his neck.
Yangyang weakly smiled, feeling the girl tug on his shirt. "Are you crazy? Of course, I'm not leaving you! Who will lead the Kang Misun fanboy club if I leave." he chuckled, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. "All I want is for you to be happy, ok? Now, if that asshole makes you happy... then go for it."
Misun stared at him in compassion, her heart still aching from the words she had to say. "Bro- what are you doing? Go find him!"
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hey u left? where did u go i want to see you i need to give you something why are u leaving me on seen bruh seen
Haechan was nowhere to be found. Jaemin was always the one that brought the apartment keys, and he was still here, which meant Haechan couldn't have gone home.
"Ugh, where is he?" There was only one place that came to her mind after questioning where Haechan was. Misun sprinted right out of the building, not even giving a chance for Mark to ask where she was going. When she arrived at the cafe, her eyes immediately shot to their usual table. A soft smile grew on her lips as soon as she saw a familiar boy sitting by the window.
"Hey!" Misun cheerfully approached him, still firmly holding onto a small device in her pocket. "What are you doing here?"
Haechan rolled his eyes, taking another sip from his coffee. "What are YOU doing here? Did you follow me?"
"No- no, I just suspected you were here. Um, are you mad at me?"
"No. I'm just mad I lost. I never lose." he refused to look at her, still staring out of the window.
"Oh, come on, Hyuck, it's just a little competition. The prize isn't even-" Misun tried to cheer him up but stopped at his sudden interruption.
"The prize this, the prize that. I don't give a fuck about the prize! There was so much more to the competition than the prize. And I lost both. Now please, leave me the fuck alone."
"I don't understand what-"
"Leave. Me. Alone. Do you want me to write it out for you? Or do I need to call Yangyang for you to listen?" Misun felt the tears build up in her eyes. She hated how much of an impact Haechan had on her. She slammed the USB, sliding it to his side of the table before turning around and walking away.
He really is an asshole.
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YANG IM SORRY I LOVE U SO MUCH no but why did i cry at his confession nour 😭😭😭 misun kinda sus with the usb tho 🤨 ALSO WHAT DO WE THINK AB NCT 127 COMEBACK I ALREADY LOVE IT SM AAAAA 😭
