Do I Tell You I Love You?

Chapter 9: Hanbin's Biggest Supporter

{Hanbin's pov}

        Monday, 16th January 2017

1.pm:

it's lunch break and I was sitting in our usual table, The closest one to the door  with a perfect view of the lunch hall.

The difference today was that all iKON members aren't here yet they each trying work on their vocals for the new song and Bobby-hyung stayed behind in the studio with them.

So that left me stuck with Jinhwan-hyung who was scowling at me.

"Could you stop staring at her for five fucking minutes and pretend to be listening to me," Jinan-hyung hissed. "Seriously, man." Tossing his sandwich down on the lunch table, he threw his hands up in frustration. "It's getting creepy, and you're putting me off my food."

"I'm not doing anything," I grumbled as I leaned back in my chair and rolled my  water bottle between my hands absentmindedly.

Lisa was sitting at the opposite side of the lunch hall with Chaeyoung.
Her hair was swept back in two long braids resting on her small shoulders, and every time she wrapped one of those braids around her finger, I had to bite back a groan. She looked so cute.

Seriously, I'd been sitting here for the past twenty-five minutes, not listening to one word Jinani-hyung was saying, because I was too fucking busy watching a girl who clearly wanted nothing to do with me.

We passed each other no less than five times in the hallway today, and every single time she put her head down and walked past me without so much as a backwards glance.
This wasn’t a new thing of course.
Lisa had been brushing me off like I was invisible for over a week now.
Nine days to be precise.

"No, you're not doing anything," Jinhwan-hyung drawled sarcastically, shifting in his seat so he was blocking my perfect view of her. "You're only mentally undressing her in your head."

"I am not," I growled, glaring at him from across the table.
I was.
I so fucking was.
Christ, was I that obvious?

"Yes, you are that obvious," Jay stated, clearly reading my thoughts.

I recapped my bottle and resumed my staring at Lisa.
He leaned back in his chair and arched a brow. "You should go over and talk to her."

"No, She clearly doesn't want to talk to me anymore." I said helplessly.

"No she does. She actually misses you a lot." He gave me a nonchalant shrug.
I frowned at him. "How do you even know that?"

"I listen carefully," he snickered, tapping his temple.

"What?"

"I overheard her say that to Jisoo. They were talking about it  in the bathroom, a while back," he admitted.

"Jesus Christ," I muttered, "You're listening outside girls' bathrooms now?"

When he didn’t deny it, I shook my head.

"You have a problem, hyung. A big one."

"It's only a problem if you admit it," he countered with a knowing grin. "Isn't that how it works, Hanbinie?"

"Fuck off," I growled, knowing exactly what he was getting at.

"Go on, Hanbin-ah. Just go over there and talk to her," he encouraged. "You can do it."

"No." I bit out. "Let it go."

"Why not?" he demanded in an exasperated tone.

"Because I don’t want to," I snapped.

"Liar."

"You know what? For a fella who calls himself my best friend, you're doing a shitty job," I growled.

"You're the one who can't stop staring at her," he barked.

"Well, tell me to stop," I shot back."Don’t tell me to go over there."

"I did tell you to stop," Jinan-hyung hissed, sounding exasperated. "Like two minutes ago. I told you to stop staring at her like a creeper, and yet here you are, still fucking her with your eyes, and still looking like someone shit in your plate." He threw his hands up. "What am I supposed to do with you?"

I glare at him from across the table purposefully ignoring his ass hoping he'll drop the topic.
It actually worked for five minutes until he opened his mouth again.

"And I am nothing but supportive to you," he huffed dramatically. "I am your number fucking one supporter, Kim Hanbin." Leaning back in his seat, he folded his arms across his chest and gave me a pointed look. "You really hurt my feelings just now. Apologize," he ordered.

"Get the fuck out of here, you idiot," I laughed.

He glared back at me. "Say you're sorry, you bastard."

"For what?"

"For hurting my feelings," he sniffed. "Now apologize."

"I'm sorry, Jinani," I placated, deciding it was easier to just give him what he wanted.

"You could mean it," he argued.

"You could learn not to push your luck," I warned.

We had a fifteen second stare down until he grinned and said, "I accept your apology."

"Good," I muttered.

"And since you seem to need so much support these days –" Shoving back his chair, Jinhwan-hyung stood up and winked at me. "I'll go talk to her for you, like I promised."

"Don’t you fucking dare – " I paused to grab him, but he slipped out of my grip and sauntered away. "Hyung!"

"Relax, Leader, I've got this," he told me as he made a big show of adjusting his Jacket. Waggling his brows, he added, "Watch how it's done."

And then he walked right over to the girls' table and sat down.
For fuck's sake...

My feet were moving before my common sense had a chance to talk me off the ledge I was about to step onto.