ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Chapter 17

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Mark gaped as he glanced back and forth between the two. The whole car ride to 7/11, he and Donghyuck has been telling Chenle to not get his hopes up on seeing Yeoreum again, and yet there she stood. And by God, there she stood. He hadn't expected her to be tall, nor had he expected her to look so pretty at 11:30 at night at 7/11.

What he also didn't expect was for her pretty eyes to move off of Chenle and land on him. He watched as her face lit up in recognition. Chenle took the opportunity to introduce them, the younger boy immediately energized.

"Yeoreum noona! This is Mark! I know you know who he is, but this is him in real life!"

Yeoreum laughed at his excitement and offered Mark a shy smile and wave, "Nice to finally meet you in real life, Mark Lee."

He laughed and waved back. "Same to you Yeoreum, it's crazy that we ran into you here! Me and Haechan actually kept telling Chenle it wasn't gonna happen you know, but I guess we were wrong," he rambled, feeling his neck flush in embarrassment. Thankfully, she didn't notice as she was too preoccupied by what he said.

With furrowed brows, Yeoreum turned her attention back on Chenle and began to ask, "Haechan is also he-"

her sentence was cut short by a hand landing on her shoulder, causing her to jump. Annoyed, Yeoreum craned her head around to see Yejun standing behind her. She huffed in annoyance.

"Who are these guys babe?" He asked, eyeing Chenle and Mark up and down. Yejun pulled Yeoreum a little closer to himself.

Chenle raised his eyes in surprise. Babe?

Mark was just very confused, and slightly intimidated by the tall, dark, and admittedly attractive man standing with his hand on Yeoreum's shoulder. For some reason he seemed familiar, but the blue-haired boy couldn't put his finger on why.

Said hand that was resting on Yeoreum's shoulder was promptly shrugged off. Sighing in annoyance, she introduced them. "Yejun, these are my friends Chenle," she motioned to the orange-haired boy, "and Mark." She nodded towards the latter. "Mark and Chenle, this is Yejun- Solmi's cousin."

They ahhh'd in understanding, realizing why the other boy seemed so familiar. Yejun raised his eyebrows in surprise and gave a short laugh.

"Friends, huh? I thought you only knew Solmi, Shinae, and that little coworker girl."

Yeoreum felt her blood boil.

Chenle's eyebrows furrowed at the statement, it left a sour taste in his mouth. Even Mark was left taken aback, eyes widened in surprise. He floundered for something to say that would break the uncomfortably thick tension that settled around them. But then, a new voice cut in with a scoff.

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