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doyoung [six]

The next day was Saturday, and you had a brunch with Jaemin and Jaehyun to attend. Jaehyun had just gotten his paycheck from both his jobs and wanted to treat you two. His "little siblings" as he had said in the invitational text. No way either of you were going to reject free food.

So you were dressed in a nicer outfit, holding onto Jaemin's arm as you walked through the doors of the rather fancy establishment. You looked over at Jaehyun with wide eyes, wondering just how much his two jobs paid for him to offer to cover the three of you here. Jaehyun didn't seem fazed, hand on the small of your back as the three of you approached the hostess stand.

After she'd seated you and given you menus, you scanned over the options, humming to yourself.

"And what's got you in such a good mood, Y/N?" Jaehyun asked, skimming his own menu across the table from you.

"I'm getting brunch with two of my best friends, one of whom is paying for my meal, why wouldn't I be happy?" You retorted, eyes catching on the lemon curd pancakes.

The table was silent, and you tore your gaze from the menu to see your two friends exchanging a disbelieving look. Jaemin decided to take the lead on it, clicking his tongue, "Nah, it's got to be something else."

"You're never this happy to see us in the quad," Jaehyun agreed.

You rolled your eyes, "Because it's eight in the morning, at school. Is anybody happy then?"

Your phone suddenly buzzed from its place face-down on the table beside your elbow, and you rushed to grab it. With disappointment, you realized that it was just a text from your mom thanking you for again for helping out at the bookstore the day before. You quickly texted her back and set your phone down again.

"Who were you hoping it was?"

Looking at Jaemin, the question-asker, you tried to keep your tone light, "Nobody. Just... been conditioned by technology, I guess."

"Then turn your phone on silent and put it away."

"Huh?"

"If you're not eagerly awaiting a message from someone, then you'll have no problem turning your phone on silent and putting it your pocket."

You looked at Jaehyun, hoping for some kind of backup, but he smugly shook his head. He was going to be compliant in Jaemin's torturing of you.

"What if one of my parents gets into an accident and I miss the call from the hospital or something?"

"Morbid, Y/N," Jaehyun snorted before taking a sip of the water that the waiter had just put down.

Jaemin apparently had a comeback to this, "Then don't turn it on silent. Just tuck it your pocket."

With tense fingers, you picked your phone up, shifting in your seat to push your phone into your back pocket, then rigidly sitting back on both buttcheeks, holding eye contact with Jaemin the whole time.

"Happy?"

"Quite."

As soon as they had picked up their menus once more, your eyes began their habitual scanning of the facility. You'd already decided on the lemon curd pancakes, giving you plenty of time to do this. But when you had actually seen a back of a head that was vaguely familiar to you, you coughed. Grabbing your water, you took a few sips of the cold drink in order to cover up your mild fit.

"Woah, you good, Y/N?" Jaehyun leaned forward with concern.

"Yeah, yeah," you forced the words out. "Choked on my own throat. Fine."