The sun peered out from behind the clouds earlier than usual but Jisung was already awake. He sat in bed with his legs crossed, phone in hand— he was texting Minho... again. It was basically a daily ritual.
Minho had invited Jisung for his birthday party. Initially, Jisung had declined but after profuse begging from Minho and a lot of thinking on Jisung's side, he agreed.
My hoe:
It's not a big party
A few of my very close friends are going to be there and I thought you would like to come
Jisung:
Fine... I'll come
My hoe:
Thank you baby girl
Jisung:
You're welcome papi
Minho soon after sent his address to Jisung to which he thanked him for and logged off, getting ready for work.
He wasn't in a rush to get to work because had woken up even before the sun so he could take his time.
Felix was off for the rest of the week whereby Jisung would work all day. He couldn't complain though because Felix had prepared a wonderful breakfast for him.
He finished up, waved goodbye to Felix and was on his way to work.
Jisung decided to take the bus to work today because it was cheaper. He plugged in his headphones while he waited for the bus.
A girl with straight long black hair who was in a school uniform tapped him on the shoulder. Jisung took off his headphones and looked in her direction. She seemed nervous as she was fiddling with her fingers behind her back.
"Do...you...have a girlfriend by any chance?" She tucked some strands of her hair behind her ear that was actively turning red.
"No?" Jisung asked not knowing where this conversation was headed. "She shoved a light pink paper in his hand and sprinted off to a group of girls in the same uniform. They were giggling with each other, each waving to Jisung.
He stood there dumbfounded by the girls' questionable behaviours when the bus came to a stop. He stood up and walked into the bus, swiping his card before looking around for a seat.
There were only a few seats left on the bus but his favourite one was the middle left one. There was a man with blonde hair and breathtaking visuals who sat in one of the seats. Jisung took his chance and hurried over to the seat.
"Is this seat taken?" He asked bowing politely to the male. The other looked up from his phone and shook his head. "No, it isn't"
The man's voice surprised Jisung, not because it was deep like Felix's but he was sure he had heard that smooth voice somewhere. Felix was talking to someone who had that same tone over the phone.
He shook it off as nothing. Obviously the voice is quite common. He sat down next to the man and opened the window a bit more, allowing it to make his hair sway in the wind.
