It Ends with Us • Kim Mingyu

[seven]

"What am I gonna do about this Pranpriya situation?"

Mingyu cranes his neck towards me. "Paprika what?"

"God, not paprika DUMBASS. PRANPRIYA. PRAN-PRIYA."

"Keep it down," Jeonghan growls quietly from the driver's seat. "Kids at the back are sleeping."

Instantly, I zip my mouth, despite being well cognizant about the fact that they're not actually asleep.

They're pretending to be, and apparently, they aren't doing a very good job at that. Their breathing pattern and constant squirming are too rapid for an asleep person. Every now and then they're whispering something to each other, catching Jeonghan off guard.

They seem so uncomfortable, I feel horrible.

Mingyu taps on my knees and passes me his phone. His notes app is open and it says, 'Who the hell is Pranpriya?!'

Adding a space, I type the answer below.

'mY nEiGhBoUr'S pEt mOnKeY.'

His eyebrows stitch together. I end up blurting a small giggle, he looks so ridiculous getting the taste of his own medicine.

'Not funny, Miyeon.'

'Kay kay. It's Lisa's real name. How am I gonna explain her to everyone?'

He watches the screen, as though he's at a loss of words. He passes the phone to me again, his eyes wandering and tongue poking his cheeks.

'You might have to explain it to me as well.' It says.

I turn to him, shocked. "Why?" I mouth.

He types something hurriedly and holds it infront of my face.

'I missed alot of details, it was like watching an anime without subtitles. Pretty much nothing adds up that way. I still have no idea who the fuck she actually is, or what she is.'

Exhaling heavily, I clasp my head and sink my elbows deeper on to my thighs.

This is exactly what I needed, to explain the whole thing to another clueless person while I'm still processing it myself. Fantastic.

Just when I'm about to curse in order to let out my rebellious frustration, Jeonghan interrupts.

"By the way Miyeon, I forgot to tell you something." Remarks he.

"What?"

"There was this guy, he came to see you often when you were in coma. He was there when you were in the ER too. I asked if he was a friend and he said yes -- close friend."

"I don't remember seeing any guy. . ." Mingyu mumbles indistinctly.

"Did you ask for his name?" I say, curious and skeptical at the same time.

"I did, but he didn't say anything."

Okay, highly sus.

"Strange," I ponder. "Was he tall?"

"Yeah, and very good looking. I thought he was some kind of celebrity, to be honest."

"Tall. . . celebrity like looks. . . it's either Jae or Rowoon. Those two are the only guy friends I've from outside."

Jeonghan shrugs. "Whatever."

"It can't be Jae hyung, he's in LA." Mingyu mutters to me.

"Then, it has to be Rowoon." I look at him and state reluctantly.