asymptotic lines.

eight.

— minhee's point of view.

❝why are you still up? it's late, go to bed hyeongjun❞ i asked upon seeing him awake, sitting alone in the sofa, eyes fixed on the big screen on the wall.

❝hush, i am watching❞ he replied, munching on some chips.

❝you're watching what?❞ i asked back, now grabbing a glass of water.

❝methods to hate you❞

❝methods to what?❞ i pardon,

❝to hate you❞ he answered, once again.

❝to hate me? why– huh?❞ i repeated, eyebrow raised.

i heard him chuckled before facing me.

❝it's the title, you silly maltese. it's called "methods to hate you" and it's a cute one, wanna watch it with me?❞ he suggested but i politely decline,

the reason? i have an early class by tomorrow. as much as i wanna watch it with him, i can't be late, the professor is well known to be a strict type and we have a 20 items quiz– geez!

❝you know what? nevermind, i'll watch that thing with you,❞ i said, dismissing the fact that i have to be early for tomorrow.

there, he laughs as he watch me walk over.

❝...❞

❝how's your quiz, love?❞ called the voice, when i turned around it was jungmo.

grimacing by the endearment, i replied:

❝love? ew no, go get yourself someone❞

❝wow, that hurts❞ he replied, feigning pain as wipe off his invisible tears. a very typical jungmo, i must say.

❝do we have a schedule later?❞ i asked, he turn his head towards my direction.

❝do we?❞ okay that's it, why did i even ask this person...

❝kidding, we don't have any. seongmin's not around and taeyoung have an afternoon class, while the rest are busy with something who knows what❞

❝okay thanks, bye!❞ i said, then hurriedly walked away from him, leaving him no chance to reply.

❝...❞

❝hyeongjun, i am home!❞ i called, making my presence known.

there i saw him in the same place,  still wearing his pajama with a bowl of food on his hand.

i took a seat on a vacant space,

❝i thought you have a class by later? why are you still on your pajamas?❞

❝the professor cancelled it, so i ended up staying on my pajama❞ he replied, handing me a bowl of rice.

❝what is this?❞ i asked,

❝i cook that, have a taste please❞ he answered beaming a cute smile.

❝this tasted good, since when did you learn to cook?❞ i asked again,

❝youtube, i am so hungry and i don't wanna go out nor call you, so i followed some tutorials. guess they worked well❞ he explains, now laughing softly.

❝job well done, bub❞ i said, patting his head softly. i saw him lowered his head and replied in a muttered tone. i didn't hear what he said, but that's fine.

hyeongjun loves compliment, so i shall give him what he deserves. right?

❝by the way, are you going to watch the drama with me again? i am waiting for you❞ he asked, sounding like he's in a good mood.

i nodded, ❝could you please wait for me a little more? i'll change my clothes first❞ he nodded then i made my way to my room.

as fast as i could, but trying not to be obvious. of course.

❝okay, all done. let's watch now❞ i said, he giggles.

❝you seems excited,❞ he said,

❝i'm not, just curious❞ i replied, trying to sound more convincing.

❝ohmkay! let's watch it now❞ phew, that was close.

i don't know why i sounded excited, it's just that... recently,  things are getting weirder than usual.

i've been enjoying his presence more than i did in the past, i know we're naturally close and such. but, it's giving me the vibe of having something that i can anticipate by tomorrow.

i don't know where and when but all i can remember is, it started not long ago.

i feel like i'm trying to gatekeep him from the world but at the same time, i want him to explore the world and befriend anyone aside from me.

but i don't know, i am just afraid that one day... he'll find someone to befriend and eventually will forget about me. i know he's not like that, but screw my mind for having such thoughts.

maybe, just maybe, because i've been with him since we were young that i cannot imagine him having other friends than me?

yeah, maybe that's it.

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