POMEGRANATES AND TULIPS: Book 2 (Jeon Wonwoo)

07| Sentimental

Soonyoung laughs as he places the meat on the grill, "Seriously? He asked you out in front of everyone. Yah, daebak." He says with a smile. I let out a small laugh as I sipped on the water, "I was confused, so I left," I said. I spoon the kimchi stew with rice, "It's not your fault; besides, isn't Yuno the one-night stand type? What a prick for thinking that way." Soonyoung says with a grimace look. I sighed and nodded, "Mhm, but don't worry, I hope me leaving him was a good hint." I said with a sad tone.

"Although I feel bad, you know," I add. Soonyoung shakes his head. "Nope, don't, it's normal for you. I mean, you never dated anyone or anything, so it's natural that you find it uncomfortable." He says with a soft and cautious tone.

I smile and bite the juicy grilled meat, "Are you still having nightmares?" He asked. I look at him as he stuffs his mouth with rice; I chuckle as his cheeks are puffed. "Sometimes, but Seungkwan has been staying over on the weekends, which has been helping," I said. Soonyoung smiled and nodded. "That's great Lizzy. You're getting out of your shell slowly. It's great progress," he says with a smile. I chuckle softly, "Yeah...um, Soonyoung, do you know Wonwoo? He's friends with Minghao and Mingyu," I said, feeling my cheeks flush with heat.

Soonyoung has a smirk on his lips, "Why? Do you like him?" He asked. His questions made my face feel hot, "No, I just...I met him recently and have bumped into him a couple of times," I stuttered. Soonyoung laughs lightly, "Wonwoo, yeah, I know him. He is a busy man and spends restless nights in the surgical room." He says. I bite my lip and take another spoonful of the stew and rice, "But Wonwoo, it's difficult to get him to think about getting into the dating life." He adds. I look at him, confused yet curious, "To put it simple, Wonwoo has been through...a lot." Soonyoung explains. I nod in acknowledgment.

I help Soonyoung out of the bar, "Lizzy, I love that you invited me out," He slurs drunkenly. I let a small laugh escape my lips as I helped him sit on the bench, "It means so much that you're getting out of your shell...I'm proud of you, Lizbeth." He cries and wraps his arms around my waist. I shake my head and pat his shoulder, "Seungkwan should be here soon; you're too drunk to drive yourself home." I said. I look at my phone screen to see a text from Seungkwan saying he's stuck at work with Mingyu, so he's sending a friend over instead, "Lizzy—-Oh Wonwoo!!" Soonyoung's loud, cheerful voice made me drop my phone.

"Yah, Soonie," I scolded and picked up the phone, "Soonyoung, wow, okay, you're drunk." Wonwoo's deep voice made goosebumps form on my arms. I look at Wonwoo, feeling flustered. I bite my lip. Hiccups were now trying to escape my lips. "Lizzy? Did you drink as well?" He asked; I nodded. "Just two glasses," I said. Soonyoung stood up with a smirk but almost lost his balance. I grabbed his forearm, "Woah yeah, Soonyoung, we need to get you home." Wonwoo says as he helps Soonyoung stand. "I love you guys," Soonyoung sobs, and Wonwoo chuckles. "Okay, let's go." He says as we help Soonyoung walk.

Wonwoo opens the backseat door to Soonyoung's car; I make sure Soonyoung doesn't hit his head. "Where's your car?" I asked. Wonwoo fastened Soonyoung's seatbelt. "I didn't bring my car; I had a cab drop me off when Seungkwan called and mentioned Soonyoung drinking." He says with a small smile as he closes the car door; I nod in acknowledgment. "Makes sense," I said, crossing my arms and covering myself from the cold.

"I'll take the two of you home," Wonwoo says, breaking the silence; I smile faintly and walk to the passenger door. Flustered, why does he always make me flustered? I pull my hand away from the door handle, letting him take over, "I'm sorry, it's a habit," He says with a light chuckle as he opens the door. I flashed him a small smile, "It's okay," I said, getting inside the car. I fastened my seatbelt as he shut the door; I let out a small huff of breath. "Did he make your heart race?" Soonyoung asked, laughing; I turned to look at him. "Not a word, Soonyoung, please," I begged. He put his hands up, and Soonyoung smiled as he 'zips' his mouth.