wonder | ATEEZ Wooyoung

16

After we left, Wooyoung had suggested we go to a park in the downtown area. While we were in the car, he let me blast my own music. He pretended to hate it, but I noticed his head bumping along to the music. I giggled to myself when I made that realization.

"Wooyoung, you weren't really fucking another girl in here earlier, right?" I asked since it still bothered me.

"You overthink too much."

"Well, you have sex often don't you? It's not that crazy of an assumption."

"You think I have sex a lot?"

"Isn't that what you said?"

"I don't know."

"How many times have you had sex?"

"With you? None. We can change that later though if you want."

I immediately shut my mouth as he pulled into a parking spot.

I didn't really know why we were going to all these places, but I wasn't complaining. Well, I was complaining a bit since my feet hurt. But it was worth it. Still, if he had an end goal, why was he taking so long to make a move?

This park was much bigger than the other one, and there were a lot more people here. It was interesting to see couples walk past. I wonder if Wooyoung and I looked like a couple.

As we walked, I noticed Wooyoung kept getting phone calls from his family.

"I'll be home in an hour, okay?" he said before hanging up.

"Do you have to go?" I asked.

"Nah, my brother's just checking up on me."

I wonder why he didn't just take me home.

"Y'know, this place is really nice. It would be a cute place for a date," he remarked.

"Yeah, it would be," I said, a bit flustered.

"Here, let's take a break again," he suggested as we sat on some rocks. I noticed rustling in the leaves though and jumped slightly.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you," he reassured. I smiled in return.

"Well, only from a rat. If a big scary dude comes out then I'm running," he added on.

"Thanks," I said in a monotone voice.

"I know you'd do the same. So if I die, I'm going to haunt you for the rest of your life," he warned.

But believe me, Jung Wooyoung. You were going to haunt my life no matter what.

"When did you start wearing glasses?" I asked.

"You don't remember? I wore these last semester too."

"You're lying. I don't remember them at all."

"Yeah, you don't remember anything about me," he scoffed.

"You don't know anything about me either!" I argued.

"I know you like the color pink."

"Yeah, well my hair is also a dead giveaway for that."

He laughed as he took a look at me.

"What made you want to dye it?"

"Well, I wanted to go blonde but I accidentally toned it too much with pink so I just dyed it."

"I don't think I've seen you with your natural hair color."

"My hair was natural last semester! Well, it was brown, but still!"