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"bye everyone!" one of your friends yells as she hurries off to head to practice.
"walk safe! see you guys!"
"bye!"
you say your goodbyes and put your earbuds on. as you leave through the gate, someone bumps into you.
"sorry, y/n!" you see yeosang run off and yell. he almost drops his phone while running away.
he's in a hurry...
you start walking into town so you can go to the grocery store. once you get to the store, you grab a basket and start shopping for a few items so you can bake a cake at home.
when you enter an isle, you find a familiar face stocking a shelf. you take your earbuds out and put them in your pocket before walking up to yeosang.
"bumps into me because he was going to be late, huh?" you speak and yeosang turns his head.
"oh hey. i'm really sorry. i was already late once this week, and i didn't want to get chewed out again," yeosang apologizes to you.
you laugh, "it's all good."
"do you need anything from here before i stock the shelf?" he asks, gesturing to the cart he has, filled with baking items.
"oh, actually..." you look in the cart and take a few items from it. you place them in your basket. "thanks."
yeosang nods, "yea. see ya around."
you smile, "see ya."
you walk around the store, picking up small items that are easy to carry since you're walking home. while going through an aisle, you reach up to grab a box of snacks. however, it's easy to notice that you can't reach unless if you climb the shelf yourself.
"this is embarrassing," you sigh as you try to reach for a small cardboard box. after giving up, you stare at the shelf.
yeosang's tall enough, right?
you question to yourself about your friend's height before leaving the aisle and searching for your friend.
"kang yeosang, this store isn't that big. where did you go?" you question to yourself as you search for him. he isn't in the aisle you first saw him in, and he wasn't in the aisles next to the one he was originally in either.
you check a few more aisles before finally finding him pushing an empty cart.
"yeosang," you call out to him.
he turns around and notices you. "what's up?" he asks.
"can i borrow your height for a second?" you request from him, making him laugh. "hey! stop laughing!"
"can i borrow your height? that's a sentence i've never heard for," he says. "yea, sure. you can borrow my height."
"if you make fun of me at school, i'll kick you," you threaten to him.
"i'll stop. i'll stop," he says to you while turning around. "let's go," he says.
you start walking with him back to the aisle that you were in.
"i need two of those," you say and point to the small box on the top shelf.
yeosang easily grabs two boxes for you. "here you go," he says to you and puts the boxes in your basket. "need anything else while you have me?" he asks.
"nah. i can't carry that much home," you reply. "i've been craving these lately," you mention.
"are they that good?" he questions and grabs a box. "maybe i should try these," he says.
"you should," you say to him. "and you should get back to work."
he shrugs his shoulders and leans so his forearms are on the cart. "i could just say that i'm helping a customer," he says to you.
"well, i'm leaving anyways," you point out to him.
"i can open a register and check you out," he says. you raise an eyebrow at him, which makes him realize what he just said. "check your items out!" he clarifies, making you laugh while he stands there flustered.
"alright yeosang, i'll let you check me out," you say and laugh again.
"i'll make fun of your height again."
"don't you dare."
