Unexpected | MYG Fanfiction |

c h a p t e r 16

You tiptoe and call his name out. But no response. You figured he'd be in the bathroom, so you decided to let him know that you're here, just in case.

No one cares anyway....they won't even get flustered anymore....

"Oppa! I'm here!"

"Wait up! I'll be quick!"

He yelled over the door and minutes later you heard the shower turn off. Your mind is all over the place, filled up with too many questions and thoughts. You can't seem to focus on anything. Except one particular question that you know Daejung would try and switch. What's wrong between him and Yoongi?

Because you were in your own world, you didn't notice Daejung sitting beside you. You had your eyes glued to the bag in your hand.

"Earth to Seoyoon?"

You jumped a little, as it was a little sudden. You breathed out holding your chest and closing your eyes, while he was busy laughing. You've always been easily scared and this has become fun. The only comfort is, Hoseok isn't any better than you.

Yes, you're used to these people speaking out of nowhere. But, come on, it's scary sometimes.

"One of these days, I'm gonna have a heart attack! Will you stop laughing?!"

"You look like a kid. I can't help it."

He kept laughing, eventually making you laugh along as well. His gaze then averted to your hand and you quickly handed it to him. On one condition though.

"Only tomorrow! Don't open that now, Oppa!"

"What's this, clover?"

It is your time to laugh. He's checking the bag by shaking, turning it upside down without caring that it'd fall out or anything. Well, you were prepared. He's a bit clumsy, so you sealed the bag.

"Impatient much?"

You tease him a bit more. He sighs and puts the bag away, sitting up straight. You know what his schedule is. Especially tomorrow.

He'd wake up really early, drive to Deagu all alone, visit Daehyun's grave and drive back to Busan. You are only thankful to the heavens that he quitted staying there the whole day, bawling his eyes out. His parents and the guys technically had to drag him out.

"So, are you going to drive alone?"

He simply nods, turning away to take his phone. You sigh and stand up to leave. There's no point in asking him what you've planned now. You turn away and walk a bit only to halt at Daejung's question.

"He told you, didn't he?"

You turn around and see him plugging his phone away and pulling the duvets. Time to act dumb.

"Who told what?"

"If I were a stranger who didn't know you, this 'who told what' could've worked, clover.....Come here, sit."

You waddle over to the bed and plop beside him, sighing in frustration. It does frustrates you sometimes that these people know you so well.

"Yes, Oppa."

Throughout this whole conversation, he kept looking anywhere but you. Since you can see past him, it didn't take much for you to understand that he feels like he's the one at fault for not telling you this first.

You shift a little to turn and completely face him. He turns, but no eye contact. You chuckle a bit seeing him struggling a bit to word his emotions.

He's one of those witty, intelligent, smart and practical people. He's subtle and straightforward. So seeing him this way is rare.