IS IT LOVE? (FANFIC)

Chapter 9: Jerk.

Hayoung's POV

"And we climbed up the mountain. Then we went swimming. The water was so cold that's why we went home and we ate a big watermelon.."

Yoseok can't stop from telling stories when he got back. He sure enjoyed there. And he grown a little height.

This little kid is such a happiness. Thank you for being here.

"Noona. Where's hyung?" he asks.

"Sehun? I don't know." Speaking of him. Where could he be?

"Oh. I heard you won a contest. With him." he wiggles his eyebrows. Aish. This kid.

"It's nothing. An ahjumma just made us dance there. Nothing more." I smiled.

"Jinja? Nothing more?"

"Why did you even ask?"

"I just want to know what happened." he pouts.

I ruffled his hair as we both laugh.

"Let's find Hyung noona. I missed him." he frowns. Me too Yoseok-ah.

"Wait. Let me call him first, arrachi?" I patted his head.

"Arraseo." he nodded while smiling.

I dialled his number while playing with my hair.

After a few minutes, he picked up.

"Yeoboseyo?" I started. But all I can hear is music. Looud music.

"Ne ne. Hello?" He finally replied.

"Oppa? Where are you?"

"What? I can't hear you."

"Whereee areee youuu?" I repeated.

"What?" he answered.

"Where are youu?"

"What?"

"Aish! I'll just message you!"

"Ooh. Where am I?" Such a jerk.

"Yes!" I half-yelled at the phone.

I turned around to find Yoseok looking at me in shock.

"Sorry." I mouthed to him.

"I'm in a.. in a.. bathroom." Sehun spoke on the other line.

"Bathroom?" Imagine a big question mark over my head right now. Just imagine it.

"Yes~ Why do you ask?"

"Are you crazy or are you drunk?"

"U-uh.. I gotta go Hayoung-ah. I can't really hear you. Bye!" he said before hunging up.

He's kidding right?

Cause I've got a bad feeling for this.

I went to the ahjumma who helped me with everything.

Yoseok stayed at her house while I went to look for that foolish jerk.

Just then while I was walking silently at the cold street I felt someone following me.

Oh God . Don't be a zombie.

I tried to walk slowly.

Now, I can really hear someone's step behind me.

I stopped to look at that someone and ohmygod!

I started to hit it with my bag.

I heard it say "Ouch."

Oops.

Seeeehhhuuuun!

"Hey!" I punched his face which is really a joke.

"Ohmygod. Are you okay?" I helped him stand. Geez he's really smelly.

"Watch out miss-- Oh you're pertty." He tries to stand up but he couldn't because he loses his balance.

"And you're drunk idiot" I knocked on his head.

"What? I'm not. I'm Oh Sehun. No drunk . Where is drunk?" He replies with his finger pointing on my face.

Gosh his face is red.

And now his hiccup-ing.

"Let's go home." I dragged him all the way to ahjumma's house.

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[ANONYMOUS' POV]

There they go again. Is that what they call love?

That's pathetic. I will give love another definition.

Someday I will be the one holding you.

Someday I will be dancing with you.

Someday you'll be mine,

OH SEHUN.