My Girlfriend Is Hot [Hyunjinxreader]

03~Confused~03

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Slowly and not as steady as they could, Shiyon held Hyunjin strongly to keep him up and going.

Slurs and mumbling came out of him, most she couldn't make out of.

"Shiyon, did you know that llamas are good at twerking? A girl gave me this uh llama toy. When I turned on the switch it's butt started twerking! I've never been traumatized by a twerking llama like that."

"Mhm, that sounds nice."

"But that's not all! Someone gave me a santa toy last christmas. And guess what, Shiyon?!" Out of excitement, Hyunjin boops his finger on Shiyon's nose, a way to make sure his attention was on him.

"Um, it dances?"

"CLOSE! It TWERKS!"

A light and free laugh escapes her lips. Hyunjin's overly moving arms made it difficult to walk but she found this cute and easy to bare with.

"I see, the santa must be good at twerking."

"Indeed he was!"

He went on and on about how traumatizing it was. And Shiyon continued to listen dearly until they made it to the parking area where her bike was.

Fortunately, she had a spare helmet. Smaller in style but it will do. She starts the bike, the engine roaring upon its revival.

"Hyunjin, put this on." she hands him the helmet but he crosses his arms and pouts.

"I'm not wearing that! The other one looks cooler."

Shiyon got startled from his outburst but laughed nonetheless.

"Alright." How childclike, she exchanges the helmet to her black one.

She hovers it over his head and gently puts it down on him. His hands went for her wrists, aiding her as she adjusted the protection gear, clipping the lock under his chin too.

She puts on the other helmet on her as well and hops on the bike.
"Well? Aren't you getting on?"

Slowly, Hyunjin raised his leg up and over the seat. Meeting the comfy cushion under him.
"You might wanna hold on to me. You don't want to fall off while I drive."

Where should I hold? Hyunjin thinks to himself, staring at her back, her hair peeking out of her helmet.

Finally he decided to place his hands on her shoulders. "Alright man, let's get zooming!"

Shiyon drops her head for a second, her chest shaking from hiding her laughter. "Alright, but if you want me to drive fast you'll have to hold me tighter."

With cold hands, she takes his wrists and wraps them around her waist. "Hold on, okay?"

They couldn't see each others reactions due to the helmets and their positions. Hyunjin can't stop thinking about his arms around Shiyon's waist. And Shiyon keeps his safety in mind as she starts to move her bike back to turn.

And then off they went. The cold rushing air forcing against their bodies under the dark sleepy night of the city.

There are still busy streets and busy sidewalks.

As Shiyon drove, she forgot the most important thing that she only remembered upon arriving right outside her own house.

"I forgot to ask where he lives." she sighs taking off her helmet.

"This... doesn't look like my place." Hyunjin stares up at the two story house with squinted eyes and hands on his hips. "Who's house is this?"

"Mine. I forgot to ask you your address and instinctively brought you here." she runs a stressed hand through her scalp. "If it's alright, you can stay here for tonight. I'll give you a ride in the morning."

Shiyon looks at him, waiting for his answer. He takes a minute to stare at her. A straight face.

"Do you have beer inside?"
"But you already drank a lot."
"DO you have beer inside?"
"Um, yeah?"
"Alright, I'll stay."

Shiyon watches as he walks forward to her house like he owns the place. He must still be drunk she thought, following behind him.

She unlocks her front door and reaches inside for the light switch.
"Make yourself at home, I'll go grab you the beer."

Small, simple and cozy. Hyunjin can smell how humble and at home the place was. A place that a mother can make.

He steps in straight to the couch, dropping shamelessly to sit down. His toes rub together underneath his socks, how comfy.

Shiyon rushes to the kitchen and brings out the beer she remembered buying the other day. Thanking herself for not drinking them yet. She grabs a glass and rushes to the living to place them down on the coffee table in front of Hyunjin.

"Here, help yourself out. I need to check on my little brother upstairs. I'll be quick." and she left immediately that Hyunjin couldn't say another word. So he shrugged and poured the beer in his glass.

Upstairs, Shiyon, quietly as possible, opens her little brother's bedroom door.

A sleeping figure tucked in just right underneath the blankets. Snuggling in to his toy penguin that was just about the same size as him.

Shiyon steps in to place her soft lips on his forehead, lovingly and caring.

A sigh of relief and goodness, seeing her little brother always puts her in a good mood despite the little gremlin's childish activities around daylight.

Going back to the living room, Hyunjin has already finished a bottle. She only gave him two bottles because she thought of drinking the other with him.

"You...seem to be troubled?" she sets herself beside him with good space between. "You're drinking a little too much."

"What does it matter? This guy you call Prince of the Campus doesn't give a damn about what they call him. They're all just after my looks anyways."

Furrowed brows, his fingers touched his cold glass staring at the dripping moisture.

"And what about you? Aren't you tired of being looked at all day? Being defined by your looks? Just because you look good it means that you already do well?"

She looks away, thinking of what to answer as she touched her fingers. "I...don't really pay attention to those things."

A look that she couldn't make out of Hyunjin's face. But he seemed to be confused and deep in thought.

His plump lips parted, "You really..."

Her eyes stayed on him, wondering why he stopped.

[UPDATE:Hyunjin still doesn't know you're a girl]