Yeonjun leans against the wall of my bedroom staring at my fuzzy blue hair and my bleary eyes.
"Bro, why are you here?" I ask, my hands moving blindly to my beside table to find my rose coloured glasses.
The sun starts to rise from my bedroom window, elongating us in a beautiful yellow glow.
Yeonjun dramatically covers his mouth with his hand, yawning. "I woke up early because I have a surprise for you."
I cover my ears in irritation and scrunch up my eyes. "You know I hate the type of surprises where people shout and scream with their blaring party poppers."
"And they sing happy birthday and it makes you cringe?" Yeonjun raises an eyebrow and smiles. "You never really were into loud birthday parties."
"Yeah, please can it not be that." I say. Emphasising on the word please.
"Nah, nothing like that." Yeonjun waves a hand, scoffing and closing his eyes.
"My first surprise, is that you get to bring anyone you want to our amazing apartment." Yeonjun raises his arms in the air, spinning around in dramatic flair, pointing to the windows, the ceiling, the sun, to him and then to me.
"Wow." I say dripping in sarcasm.
"I was thinking of bring Huening-" I start.
."There's a catch though." Yeonjun leans closer and winks
"No darling, No. We don't bring our new boyfriends to a celebration as grand as this." Yeonjun smirks.
"Well what about you? Are you bringing any girls with you....??" I perk up, ready to smirk.
"Can we not talk about girls." Yeonjun stops smirking and turns his face away from me.
"Hey..what's wrong?" I move up from my seated position on the bed, my feet creak on the wooden floorboards as I head to the bathroom to grab my toothbrush.
Yeonjun turns his body towards me, staring at me moving my arm and hand to brush my teeth.
"I'm not really into girls right now." Yeonjun starts.
"Oh yeah, that's cool. I never thought you'd be into those seniors." I say while toothpaste is covering my whole mouth.
"Spit out your toothpaste Sis." Yeonjun says.
I spit it out and clean my mouth, I know when my brother's talking some serious stuff for sure.
"Ok, from that tone, you're pretty serious." I say glumly and stare into his eyes.
"You promise you won't freak out?" Yeonjun says.
"Yeah, you know you can tell me anything. I promise I won't judge." I smile, ruffle his hair and hold his hand appreciatively.
"There's a friend of yours I like." Yeonjun starts fiddling with his fingers. He's done that sometimes when he's nervous.
"Oh yeah, tell me." I say, trying my best to stop Yeonjun's fiddling.
"Sometime, I like in TXT, to be specific." Yeonjun clarifies.
It takes some time for me to recognise that everyone in TXT is a boy and I'm the only girl.
Silence takes over for a solid half an hour except for the wailing of the birds.
"Just forget it." Yeonjun turns around from me, so that I can't see his face. He's grinding his teeth, his eyes are too focused on the wooden floorboards.
"It's fine. It's fine if you like someone from TXT. " I say with confidence. My hand reaches up to stroke his face and so that I can see his eyes.
"Really?" He says in astonishment. Tears are rolling down his eyes. I haven't seen him cry since our fight.
"Yeah, it's okay. I promise, I support you." I smile the brightest smile and pull him into a hug.
We're hugging in the hallway between my bedroom and our shared bathroom. Great place to hug btw.
After we hug for a while, I stare up at him.
"So who is it that you like?" I say in curiosity. Actually thinking of who he likes.
"Come on, don't tell me you like Hyuka. He's taken by me." I tease, pulling his cheeks.
"Nah, I like your best bud." Yeonjun laughs loudly, his head to the sky but he turns his head back to my face to see my reaction.
"SOOBIN? MY BROOOOSKIII SOOBIN??, SERIOUSLY?" I YELL.
"Yeah, he's so pretty, can't you see his dimples and the way he smiles." Yeonjun says in this dreamy sort of way.
"Wait, soobin and yeonjun, soobin and yeonjun sitting in a tree k-i-s-s" I start singing, holding my laughter.
Yeonjun blushes so hard, covering his face, he wacks the top of my blue head. "wHat? wEre you GOING to SAY?" He says, agitated and jittery
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G. For your information" I inform him.
"Yeah, you won't catch us doing that." Yeonjun says, narrowing his eyes.
"We'll see.. we'll see." I smirk, lurking around him like a detective.
"If I catch you anywhere near my room when he's around you're dead!" Yeonjun stares into my eyes and points at my chest, prodding it gently.
"Don't talk about the dead." I say sharply, pushing his finger away.
"Sorry." Yeonjun whispers quietly. Seeming to realise what he did wrong.
"Anyway, I have a nickname for you two!" I shout in excitement.
"Yes, your fangirl moment. Go on." Yeonjun rolls his eyes, pretending to not listen.
"YEONBIN SUPREMACY!" I jump up and down, waving my arms in the air.
"NOW THAT IS THE WORST! NO WAY AM I GOING TO LET YOU SHOUT THAT AT SOOBIN" Yeonjun immediately retorts but he smiles at the ship name.
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One Spring Morning
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