MY SPECIAL AGENT

6' His Tee Shirt

Word count: 1336

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Y/N's POV

They were all lying.

All of them.

How can something be wrong with all of their phones?

And I'm sure they hid my phone as well.

I suddenly disliked them more than I already had. Especially Renjun who clearly saw me with a phone before bringing me here.

Unfortunately, I had no choice but to play along. I was going to do what they wanted me to. Spend the night.

Arguing would be a waste of time anyways.

I was currently sitting on the couch with Mark trying to cheer me up and Jeno who just listened to our conversation.

His attempts were all in vain because I was just too angry.

So our conversation went like...

Let's play rapid fire Y/N.

Sure.

Favorite kpop group.

Nct 127.

Yoh, thats cool. Uhm your nct bias?

Anyone who's not in this unit.

Interesting, favorite idol rapper?

Mark.

Really? Me?

Tuan.

Ahh, how about an SM rapper?

Taeyong.

Jeno silently chuckled beside us as Mark tried his best.

Nothing could cheer me up though.

I was upset until the food arrived in the dining room. Now that was something to be happy about because I was famished.

Jisung walks by me and motions for me to stand up and follow so I do.

Once we are by the dining table, he pulls out a chair for me on the right side of the table and motions for me to sit down so I sit.

We are the first ones there except for Jaemin who's already dishing out.

Chenle rushes from the living room to the seat next to me but is pushed away by Haechan who sits instead.

"Yah! That's originally my seat!" He glares at Haechan.

Haechan glares back.

"It's okay Lele. You can sit across me." I say, only because I don't want to be disturbed while I have my food. And these two could argue forever.

"You called me what!" He exclaims.

"Lele."

"Only my fans call me that. So that means- ayy, am I your bias?" He gives me a creepy smile.

"Uhm no, most czennies call you that." I say and he pouts.

Chenle ends up sitting across Jisung who's beside me.

Soon everyone joins the table and we begin to eat.

I mentally remind myself not to wolf on the food because I was not at home, in my comfort zone.

"So tell us about yourself Y/N?" Mark starts once again.

"What about me?" I ask after finishing the bite I'm on right now.