-𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 | HyunIn ✔

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'an unlikeable person'

'one of minho's'

'Black hair on the neck length'

'paint and dance as hobbies'

'h.h'

'20.03...?'

"Well, can he paint? And dance?-"

"I know you're not that naive, Jeongin"

A deep voice spoke, automatically bother to cut his thoughts that were about to dwell in his mind. Thanks to it, Jeongin too, has now able to snap back into reality.

He realized that he was still holding onto his pen, in front of him was a table, which had multiple books and two plastic cups of coffee on it.

That was the cafe. About an hour ago after school, both him and Felix decided to come here to do some homeworks. But it seemed like Jeongin didn't actually think about the work when he had a certain someone in mind instead.

He lifted his head up to look at Felix who was sitting in front of him, "sorry, come again?" He asked with a small confused line of smile on his lips whilst his head was tilted to the right side slightly, signing that he didn't know what he meant by that.

"It's Hyunjin. I know you're thinking the same"

He simply replied without paying him a single eye, vaguely continuing to write on his book.

Jeongin just stayed quite, he wanted to ask about how could the blond boy knew was going on inside his head but when he noticed that there was one small paper that had 'stranger''s hints on it, he kept it shut.

"I never was naive,"

He paused half way only to reach for his coffee in front of him, "i noticed something about it ever since Mr.stranger mentioned about his hair, his personality..too" he confessed softly while sucking on the straw, picking up the drink to pool up in his mouth whilst his eyebrows were frowning in full confusion.

"Mmhm and why are you still using 'mr.stranger' instead of 'he'? He even changed it to h.h now"

Felix asked his question out as he had the tip of his pen aimed straight in Jeongin's direction, his eyes were squinting hard out of suspicion. At the mean time, Jeongin already had an restless looking expression on his face.

By a second glance, Felix could now notice the soft glimpse of blush on his cheeks. He smirked at the reaction. "Why are you still doubting that it's him?" He leaned in closer on the table, interested in the answer.

Jeongin looked at his friend in the eye. Right, why was he doubting that it's Hyunjin? He never actually knew the reason. He wondered, who wouldn't fall for him? That senior of his was fairly a good looking guy, not to mention his sense of fashion.

The way he always talked to him, it has always been soft and careful. And maybe, just maybe, he also had the idea of Hyunjin tended to be much more gentle for him.

Though, he has never seen him doing these towards the other people around, the rumor of him being rude to others was quite true, yes. Was it only for him?

So, what's the reason for him to think that it should never be Hyunjin? Maybe it's just how nice he treated him. It's too nice to be true that he thought he didn't deserve the guy. Out if the blue, his heart beat once after that assumption. Not sure why though.

'now that's a ridiculous reason' he thought to himself.

"Jeongin? oh hell naw..you're literally crimson red, you okay there buddy?"

Once again, Felix dragged him out from his thoughts for the second time. He quickly covered his cheeks with his palms almost immediately as he felt Felix's sharp sinister grin.

"Felix just shut up--!" He hissed at the mentioned boy who's now just letting out devilish laughter.

"Sure. I have my answer now anyway, you aren't really doubting it after all. Instead, you're kind of 'hoping'"

Said Felix before shrugging, swiftly grabbing his pen back in his hand to continue his work. A smile that hid thousands of intentions was plastered in his lips.

"D-don't make your own assumption! I'm still puzzling those hints, alright? So, it's safe to say that it's not him, for now"

Jeongin marked. And he ended up making Felix to stick his tongue out at him, signing that he should stop speaking the language of denial.

'i hate it when he's slightly, a little bit, kind of and somewhat right'