nightlife ● enhypen

gang related

》》Isis《《

As time went on, I grew rather close to Yeonjun's friends and they began coming over quite often. I was in my room listening to music while Yeonjun and the rest minus Naeun were in his room.

I'm hungry.

Without wasting another thought, I jumped off of my bed and headed to Yeonjun's room.

"Guys, I'm hungry." I complained.

"Then, you should go eat." Yeonjun quipped as he, San, Beomgyu, and Huening Kai played Mario Kart. A few of them chuckled at his remarks.

"Ha-ha." I said dryly, joining Wooyoung on Yeonjun's bed. I whined, laying my head on his shoulder. I've gotten closest to him since meeting at the mall a few weeks ago.

"Yeonjun, she's whining again." He said not looking up from his phone.

"Isis, go put some pants on." Yeonjuns replied. I just rolled my eyes. He always said for me to "put some pants on" when I had short shorts and an oversized t-shirt on.

"It's my house, I can do what I want." I mumbled. "Y'all are boring, where's my fine mamas at?" I asked, half-joking.

"Ignoring that comment." Beomgyu said. I groaned laying back onto the bed.

Plan B: be annoying.

I looked over to Wooyoung. He was scrolling with his right hand and his left hand was bearing his weight. I pushed his had causing his whole body to slide onto the bed. I cackled.

"I think I'm gonna ignore you too." He looked back at his phone.

"Nooo. What are you even doing on your phone? Who are you talking to?" I grabbed the phone out of his has getting a glimpse of roses. "Oooh, flowers. Who are they for?" I asked as he grabbed for the phone. I switched hands every time he reached for it, then held it behind my back.

"Wait, if you can guess which hand it's in I'll give it to you." He sat back with a straight face. "I'm serious." I assured him.

"Left." He responded.

I brought my right hand showing that it was empty, then brought my left hand and flipped him off.

"Isis." Wooyoung reached forward and began tickling me. 

"Wait! Wooyoung!" I cried, tears springing into my eyes, as I tossed and turned laughing. He had stopped for a second sporting a satisfied smirk on his face. I quickly seized the opportunity and tumbled over on the bed so that I was now straddling him instead. My fingers quickly explore his torso trying to tickle him. I notice him visibly inhale sharply, grasping both of my hands tightly in his right hand.

"You're not ticklish." I asked more so like a statement. He just nodded, staring into my eyes. I leaned forward making a face. "You're no fun." I said. Someone behind me cleared their throat causing Wooyoung to tap my side with his left hand signaling me to get up and let go of my hands.

I climbed from on top of him sliding back onto the bed. It might just be my imagination but he was sort of acting weird. He was sort of breathing hard and didn't meet my eyes.

"Hey Wooyoung, do you want to take me to pick up some food?" I asked.

"Actually," San interjected. "Maybe Gyu should take you because he mentioned earlier that he wanted to grab some things from the store."

"Oh, right!" Beomgyu paused the game turning to me. "I'll take you because I have to make a run."

"Okay!" I nodded, climbing out the bed. "Give me like five minutes." I left to put on some suitable clothes and order my food in advance. Being the nice person I am, I ordered enough for Yeonjun and his friends to eat too. I stopped in Yeonjun's room to announce that I was ready, before continuing downstairs to the kitchen.