Haruto POV
I checked the clock hanging on my bedroom wall right across my bed. Then I checked it again. Then again. It was currently six fifteen in the morning and I've been staring at it for the last forty-five minutes.
Few years going through the same routines, my body already has its own biological clock. Every weekday, I would wake up at five thirty sharp, do some exercise, getting ready for work, have breakfast and leave the house for office exactly at seven.
But not today. Though it's Friday, I won't be going to office because of the trip with Junkyu Hyung and his twins. Sadly, my body couldn't understand I still have exactly three hours until I have to leave and pick them up. It won't let me to get extra sleep time despite my effort to stay in bed, feeling bored as hell.
I glanced up at the clock again. Six seventeen. And I've had enough. I flipped my comforter away and jumped out of the bed, literally. I turned on my Marshall speaker and blasted some music through out my bedroom and bathroom.
Adulthood didn't change me that much in term of my habit on listening music and singing out loud while taking shower and get ready. But this time, there is no Kim Junkyu who suddenly barged into my room while I'm having private concert in a pair of boxer.
Hell yeah, that incident where I pretend to be Travis Scott, singing Goosebumps with hairdryer as microphone, and suddenly Junkyu Hyung came in while I'm still in my boxer doing a final pose, still fresh in my head to this day. As though it happened yesterday. That was embarrassing as heck.
I put on a worn out t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants after I took a rather slow shower and made my way to the kitchen. My two bestfriends were there when I came, having their breakfast in quiet. Which is far from normal.
Both of them staring down at their own plates mindlessly, lazily picking up their food as though they were forced to eat dry rock hard McDonald's fries that has been laying down on the counter for three days.
"Mind telling me what was the cause of this lovely morning?" I spoke sarcastically after poured myself a hot coffee.
"Ask your friend." Told Lyn. She sounds pissed. Correction, fucking pissed.
I moved my gaze to JeongWoo. "Well, friend?"
JeongWoo sighed and instead of answering me, he turned to his side, facing Lyn. "Lyn, I told you I'm sorry." He said. And for some reasons, I pity him.
I don't know what kind of mistake he made, but Lyn wasn't the type who give silent treatment when she's angry. She was like one of those hanging firecrackers on Chinese new year. Won't stop making a loud noise until the long string got burned and that's it. Her anger gone with the wind. So, for her to act like this, JeongWoo must've messed up pretty bad.
"You promised you're going to come!" Lyn snapped at JeongWoo and I frowned immediately. I know Lyn had important dance recital yesterday. She didn't ask me to come, knowing I probably busy with work. I thought JeongWoo came so I didn't think much about it.
"I know and I'm sorry. But they suddenly changed the recording schedule." He pleaded.
Lyn sighed. "It wasn't the first time. Next time I'm going to ask J to come instead of you." She said, clearly disappointed.
JeongWoo stared at her with some ridiculous intensity upon hearing Lyn mentioned SeungJoo's name. While I knew he started to feel something towards Lyn the last few weeks, his jealousy felt different. I've never seen him like this before, not even when I tried to take Hyunhee from him. On the other hand, Lyn seemed failed to catch it.
"By the way Haru, you're not going to work?" She asked, her eyes scanning my clothes and probably scanning me in general to see whether something was off or not since this was the first time in five years or so I took a day off from work.
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