"𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮...𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐞𝐣𝐮."
yejun and han were inseparable roommates until hwang hyunjin decided to transfer and "ruin everything." yejun's friend somi invites her to an escapade to jeju island for spring brea...
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Reflections - The Neighborhood
H A N
"Why did we have to miss the pool?" I groaned, following Minho who stopped to look out the window.
"Because I'm tired." he said mildly.
"And I have to stay with you?" I asked.
"Don't you wanna look after me?" he cooed, turning his head to face me and booping my nose.
He's so cute. I think I'll have to stop myself from shedding a tear.
"Be serious." I maintained a straight face. "Why won't you let me go?"
"Because I thought we might be able to hang out together." he answered, backing away from the window and plopping himself on the mattress, his knee propped up.
"We could've done that at the pool." my brows crossed.
"No, just you and I."
I nearly choked.
No, shut up Han he didn't mean it like that.
"N-Not like...in a weird way. You know?" he scratched his nape awkwardly. Of course, not in a weird way.
"Yeah, yeah. I know." I assured, a reluctant smile on my face because I was actually hoping he meant it that way.
"The big group and stuff is making me feel really introverted. And normally I'm really social." I sighed, climbing onto the space next to him on the bed.
"Yeah, I've noticed." he folded his arms behind his head.
A couple minutes of awkward silence had passed, and I was already beginning to feel really bored.
"Ugh, Minho, I'm bored." I voiced my thoughts.
"It's only been a minute." he laughed, facing me.
"Yeah, I know. But I'm bored." I lifted myself off the backboard and crossed my legs, placing my hands in my lap.
"Why do you sit like a little fruity dude?" he laughed through his nose, the corner of his mouth quirked up and the wrinkles under his eyes showing.
"Because I am a little fruity dude." I narrowed my eyes at him menacingly. "And straight guys can sit like this. What's wrong with it?"
"I don't know, it's just funny to me." he shrugged, hopping off the bed.
"Where are you going?" my eyes followed him as he grabbed his phone and made his way to the door, slipping is shoes on.
"To the beach." he smiled, starting to open the door and giving me no time to get up and grab my stuff. I wanna go to the beach too.
"Wait! Wait for me, I wanna come." I beamed, hurrying to the door and pushing my hair back with one hand.
