Good Lil Boy | Jung Wooyoung

5

It looked like Wooyoung was taking his sweet time deciding just what he wanted. You didn't avoid him anymore. In fact, you two were pretty normal around each other now, occasionally arguing like always, sometimes teaming up to bully one of your friends- just the usual. You were bullying San right now because he seemed to have a few loose memory screws.

"Forget world history, San, you don't even remember your own life history," you laughed. "You really don't remember that time you held a whole debate about butts being what- one?"

"I think he insisted on two," Wooyoung laughed. "Honestly, I kind of agree."

"No, we're not doing this," Yunho shook his head aggressively. "Look at this-" he raised his hands in the air and you choked on laughter. "One buttcheek and the other- there are two buttcheeks but they belong to one butt-"

"It's not that deep!" You laughed. "We've done this before, so let's shut up now- there are people watching, and for goodness' sake, Wooyoung, grab Yunho's hands- he's making weird gestures."

Wooyoung pulled Yunho's hands down, all of you laughing. You noticed the girl Yunho was interested in watching him from the other end of the room and you kicked his leg from under the table. "Still not asked her to the dance tomorrow?"

Yunho's eyes went wide in realisation. "I was so busy planning the thing that I forgot I had to attend too!"

San shook his head in disappointment and Wooyoung urged him to go and ask someone out. Yunho looked at the rest of you. "Who are you going with?"

"Yuju," San said and you raised your brows- that was news. "No, it's nothing like that," he laughed. "We just waited too long to ask who we actually wanted to, so we plan to catch their attention tomorrow night."

"Ah, what interesting lives you're living," you sighed dramatically.

"Who are you going with anyway?" Yunho asked.

"Lost a bet and now I have to accompany him tomorrow."

San laughed but Yunho seemed to have caught on. "I see... He doesn't seem too sad about it."

"Of course he doesn't," you challenged. "Any chance to torment me, he happily takes."

"Eh, come on," Wooyoung poked your thigh. "It's not that bad."

"You tell yourself that," you said dismissively. "You better not send me a sack tonight."

"You'd look pretty in a sack though," Wooyoung said quite seriously.

"Ew," San got up. "Stop flirting with her every chance you get, Wooyoung."

"I'm going to ask her," Yunho got up. "Wish me luck!"

You watched the duo scatter and you glared at Wooyoung. "I'm serious. Don't send something stupid."

"I won't. I've got this brilliant, most seductive red dress that I just have to see you in-"

"I'll tear it to pieces if I think it's too much," you promised and he laughed, getting up and purposefully squeezed your shoulder before exiting the room. You froze for a second but then noticed Haeun eyeing you and mouthed an aggressive 'what?' before turning to find the girls.

That night, you found a box in your room with a note attached to it. You ignored the note and opened the box, revealing a red, flowy dress and you wowed when you took it to the mirror and saw how good it looked on you. If Wooyoung had chosen it for you personally, he really did have a good eye. You called a maid and wore the dress to see if it needed any alterations, but it was a surprisingly perfect fit save for the shoulders which could be fixed with a stitch.