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Jeongin sighed, debating whether he should answer the phone as it rang for five more minutes. Why was Hyunjin calling him?

"Answer loverboy you brat!"

"LovErbOy?"

Before the duo could argue, Jeongin may have accidentally pressed the green button indicating that he answered the phone call

"Foxy? Innie? Lil one? Babe? Jeongin?!"

Why must he say all of that. Why must he call him all of those, an hour ago he was thinking of letting him go completely. An hour ago he was just trying to process new information about him and his best friend. There he was, red faced and mouth partly opened. He was surprised at the names, how nostalgic.

Seungmin gasped loudly, he figured out who Lil one was. He was always the smarter one logically. Jeongin cursed to himself as he realized what the older was thinking and just nodded his head slowly

"Hi, yes hyung? We saw each other an hour ago, why are you calling?" Jeongin asked with a slight tinge of confusion, knowing that the oldest could have approached him during work. He felt more comfortable with the older now, not stuttering and overwhelmed like he was at the hotel

"Since we didn't meet up last week, I was hoping if you would be able to join me for coffee tomorrow? I've already asked your manager and everything," The oldest did in fact check with the youngest's manager. Confirming that he was able to go with him

"Oh. Well since you've already done all of that, for sure hyung!"

Once the call had ended, Seungmin eyed the shorter. All Jeongin could do was to sigh, he ended up explaining mostly everything to the male, only leaving intimate parts out as he was already flustered enough

"Then why did you leave? He was the one that left for America."

Short chapter but 🧐
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