boys planet/ zb1 short stories

late night snack - ndb

fluff, strangers to crush
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the doorbell rung. i got up and walked to the door. my brother, jiho, was always coming home late but i didn't really care as he said he 'has friends with him'.
i opened the door and saw him.. and another person? i looked at him. "what?" jiho asked.
"nothing." i walked back into my room and stayed on my phone.

"hey, sis" jiho walked in. i glared at him. "what do you want?"
"i was just gonna ask if you remembered where my white hoodie went." he started searching around the room. "i may have lended it to my friend" i said, staring at my phone. "what? that was dubin's"
he looked like he was about to scream. dubin?

"who's dubin? is that your friend?" i asked.
"yeah... anyways, do you want a late night snack?"
his anger seemed to vanish away in a few seconds.
"what is it?" i asked. "i don't know, let's just go to the convenience store close by."  "sure" i got up and fixed my hair.

i followed jiho to the living room and saw his friend or.. dubin.  "hey, my sister lended your hoodie to her friend." he said. i looked away from embarrassment.
sorry 🥲.  "it's whatever. let's go" his voice was deeper than i would imagine and it was sort of attractive.

we headed outside and i was walking next to jiho who was walking next to dubin. "so.." dubin started speaking. i just stayed silent. "where are your parents?" he asked jiho. "they're out of town to have a vacation or something like that." jiho responded.
"so it's just you guys?" he asked. this time he was talking about both of us and not just jiho.
"yeah." jiho answered.

we reached the convenience store and grabbed a basket. i just grabbed an icecream and strawberry milk. "seriously?" jiho looked at my hands that were filled with barely anything. "what?"

we got to the register and gave them all our stuff.
"24.60" the cashier read out the numbers. i pulled out my wallet until someone stopped me.
"it's fine i can pay." dubin pulled out his wallet.
"no, it's fine. i pay for all of jiho's stuff" i said, while smiling a little. "no, seriously" he smiled at me.
i smiled back and moved for him to pay.

"should we try cooking something?" jiho asked.
"no, we'll just burn down the kitchen." i said, seriously. last time jiho tried stir frying noodles and smoke was everywhere.
"you can trust dubin, he's a great cook" he said.
"really?" i looked over to him. he was staring jiho down, so i laughed. "what are you laughing at?"
dubin laughed a little, too. "guys."

we got home and sat down in the living room.
"so, what's your job.. y/n?" dubin asked me. he was a little awkward which was cute.
"oh, i'm a dancer." i said proudly. no one has ever asked me about my occupation before so i was happy. "me too" he said.

"let's dance together sometime." i realized what i had just said. he stared at me, looking pale. i covered my mouth and stood up. "i'm so sorry! i didn't mean it that way i just-" "it's fine, i just didn't expect you to want to dance with me and not jiho" he said, while playing with his food. "well... jiho's not my style of dancing." i smirked and looked at jiho who was glaring at me. "okay, well you guys can talk about dancing with each other another time." he said.
"let's cook something."

he brought out fire noodles and placed them on the pan. "you forgot the water.." i said, watching him turn on the stove. he looked at me and filled the pan with water. i looked at dubin who was on his phone.
"i need to do something" i walked away and went into my bedroom.

i actually didn't have anything to do, i just wanted to figure out what i'm gonna do about dubin's hoodie. i laid down on my bed and heard the door open. i quickly got up and saw dubin. "dubin! what are you doing here?" i stared at him. "oh, nothing i just wanted to talk to someone i guess" he said, looking around the room. i nodded and stood there awkwardly. "how long have you been dancing?" i asked him. "honestly, i don't remember"
"what??" "yeah, what about you?" "since i was like.. 12?" i said. "what type of dancing do you do?"
"just hip hop and ballet." "ballet is so hard" he said.
"seriously?? here let me teach you." i went up to him and explained the movements until he stopped me.

"like this?" he pulled me in. i was just inches far away from his face, i could feel his breathing. his breath was hot and so was he. i pushed him and shook my head. "huh?" i was so confused.
"you're blushing." he laughed. i felt my face and woah, it felt really warm. "let's go, jiho's probably waiting for us." he grabbed my hand and lead me to the living room.

"where were you guys.?" jiho looked at us with a sus look. "nowhere" i rolled my eyes and then looked at dubin who was smirking.

the whole night was pretty awkward after he had hugged me. but i still felt something for him. no. i can't. i just met him. "i think i'm gonna go now." he walked over to the door. "can someone help me close the door? i think your door knob is broken." he yelled. "y/n, i know you like him." jiho looked at me.
"what? no." i denied it. "well, can you please go help him close the door? it would make my day a lot-"
"fine, ugly ass"

i got up and walked over to the door. i saw dubin leaning on the wall. "just twist it." i said. he did it and looked at me. "can i get your number?" he asked. i felt my heart pounding. "um..."

"maybe next time, dubin" jiho closed the door on him. i glared at him. "jiho!" "what? you don't have a crush on him-" "obviously i don't but—.. whatever" i walked to my room and opened up instagram.
"ndb_22 has followed you"

sorry its bad and rushed i havent really had the motivation to write and also i tried thinking of when kamden was jelly noona to really match the vibe 🥰