𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 | 𝐖𝐋𝐖

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"Stop being a pussy and go! Before you're late, E!" Yeji was in Elijah's house's garage with him, encouraging him about the ball tonight.

"Maybe you should come with. I could play deaf and you're my interpreter." He said at the last minute.

"What? The fuck. No. I have my own stuff to do. Go! Being early looks the best and you better look good for her dad now rather than when you guys are actually together."

"Alright..." Eli breathed in gently and then pushed all of the nerves out. Well, he tried to. The nerves only went away for a few seconds before coming right back. "I'm going now."

"Good, finally." Yeji chuckled, opening his car door for him, "Ladies first." She teased, watching him go in and then closing the door once he was in. She leaned towards the window and waited for Eli to turn the engine on and put the window down to talk to him again.

"She clearly likes you, E. Remember that. I think she's just insanely shy. When I talked directly about it yesterday, she got sooo red. She likes you, believe it. Just be yourself and wing it. You're a good dude!!" She told him with complete confidence.

The way they giggle together at every baking club meeting that Eli is at? The way they spent time together at the movies? They like each other, it's undeniable.

"Thanks, Yeji."

"Yeah, man. Alright, have fun." Yeji tapped the door twice and then backed away, walking to her own car to go home and do homework.

She thought about all the reasons she believed Ryujin likes him. Sure, every Thursday, she and Ryujin are partners in baking club because Eli can't be there and they have a great time. But it's so obvious that they like each other platonically. With Eli and Ryujin? It's just obvious that they laugh in a different way, especially with the way Eli looks at her and how giggly Ryujin is the whole time.

"Mmm, that is soo good. I thought you were bad at this?" Ryujin moaned at the taste of Yeji's fresh macarons. Desserts from the country that had the City of Love within it. Ryujin took it as a  foolish sign since only she and Yeji are here today.

"I thought I was too. Whenever I do it at home, I nearly set the place on fire. I don't know, I guess I can only bake here." Yeji shrugged, still holding the macaron she fed to Ryujin just now, then she took a bite out of the same treat. "Damn... it's good as fuck." She glared at the cookie as if it was a criminal.

Ryujin cackled, covered her mouth politely, and nodded urgently.

"It tastes better than mine probably." She turned in her stool to look at her own finished set of macarons.

"Maybe not, yours are so cute, Ryujin. Oh, baby... the Mickey Mouse shaped ones? Adorable." Yeji eyed Ryujin's macarons as the black-haired one chose one for them to try.

"Hopefully they taste adorable." Ryujin chuckled nervously, putting the macaron in front of Yeji's mouth to feed her. Yeji took the bite bravely and immediately hummed.

"Mm! It's good. Right off the bat, you can tell. It's like perfectly crispy. Wah... Ryujin. Maissda... try it."

"Oh god... how sweet is it? I didn't want them to be that sweet, so I used less sugar."

"It's less sweet than mine, for sure." Yeji confirmed, watching Ryujin take the first bite.

She knew what Yeji was talking about, right off the bat, it's good. Crispier, but she prefers her macarons a bit chewier like Yeji's.

"How is it?" Yeji questioned, getting closer and leaning a hand on Ryujin's thigh. The sudden touch caused Ryujin to choke, but Yeji would never guess that she choked because of the way she touched her.