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- 𝔽𝕆𝕌ℝ𝕋𝔼𝔼ℕ -
𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕪
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• wooyoung •
"thank you gwuys.." hongjoong whispered faintly, playing with his fingers over the small table we all sat around. i sat across from him, tugging softly at sans shirt, trying to cover as much as i could from the intense stares yeosang and yunho were obviously giving me. i bit my lips, eyes flickering upwards and towards the little in front of me, ignoring my two questioning friends. clearing my throat i smiled, sitting up and grabbing onto hongjoongs hands,
"of course honey, so do you want to tell us what happened?"
"do you?" yeosang said, voice tainted with slight annoyance but mostly tease. to this yunho giggled, and he sat forward too, taking a sip of the coffee he had.
"n-no- i mean, later..." and i focused again on hongjoong, stroking my thumb over his palm as he continued to fidget and bounce around in his seat.
"what happened honey?" i repeated and he looked up at me, a smile taking over his face, leaving his eyes to grow into thin crescents that shined brightly. he nodded his head and giggled, reaching for his phone that was laid out on the table.
"ddeonghwa! he gave me his numbur wast night! and, 'nd he texts me 'nd he swaid joongie is pwetty!" we all cooed at his excitement and he handed us his phone, showing us the messages.
"but he swaid joongie was texting weird 'nd he asks why...." he pouted, rubbing his eyes which only now seemed a little bit puffy.
i read over the texts, sighing softly with a frown,
