halcyon (exo fanfiction)

Chapter 2 ; shitty potato chips.

"you coming?" isla asked
"what? It's 1 hour early." doyeon said
"guess the boys is thrilled that they persuade the director to let us see the house first." isla answered
"ugh those guys are pathetic would they ever get the clue?" harin groaned
"they're guys, and they're idiots, you're expecting them to understand? Please it's hard enough for them to keep up with us at the hot-seat game back in the days." mina added
"stop mocking those guys," juyoung hissed
"oh look just because you're having a mega crush on one of them doesn't mean you can't accept the fact that they're idiots." hyemin rolled her eyes
"well you will be the idiots if you're keeping this attitude for the filming," isla add
"fine. Whatever." harin gave in, mina sighed and hyemin exhale a big puffs of air.


(( mina's pov ))

IT SUCKED BEING THE YOUNGEST ONE.
The only seat left was in the last row, which is with, Tao, kai, Chen, and baekhyun
"we have empty seat here." Chen said
"but i prefer you sit on my lap." he continue. I gave him a -what the fuck hahahah im gonna smile cuz u r creepy as fUck duDeeee-
"shut up chen you're gonna scare her away." too late
I looked around, oh see lay's seat is empty
I think all the information about lay as i walked over to his seat
Okay, he's a dancer
A singer, a guitarist, crap why does he has to be so talented?
He's forgetful
Holy shit, he's staring at me
Does that mean he didn't want me to sit next to him?
Oh who the fuck care it's not his bus.
So i decided to sit next to him after all
Okay
He's nice
He's smiling
Should i smile back?
He's cute
Wait what
Oh no i didn't just said he's cute
"hey you wouldn't happen to know my instagram password would you?" he suddenly asked
"excuse me?" great, now i look like i didn't pay any attention good job mina.
"my instagram, i forgot my password." he repeated
"oh, no." i quickly answered and he nodded
"but i can help you set up a new password." i added
"really? You could do that?"
"yeah, it's simple, you remember your email right? Now you just click that i forgot my password link and then enter you email and then you checked your email and you opened instagram email and there will be a link to set up your new password it's that easy." i rambled
"huh?" he mumbled
"slow done mina, not everyone is a tech expert." hyemin mocked
"so mina is the tech expert huh? Guess that makes you a defibilator expert cause you make my heart jumping." kai smirked and hyemin rolled her eyes.
"nice one" baekhyun said giving him a high five.
"well baekhyun are you a farmer?" harin suddenly asked
"because you are lamb (lame)" harin said
"ouch lady you hurt my heart." he answered and harin rolled her eyes
"you want me." baekhyun said with a kiss-me face
"i want to beat you ass." harin hissed
"what was that?" baekhyun yelled
"i said i want to beat your ass!" harin shouted
"excuse me ma'am. Keep your voice down." sehun yelled
"i can do whatever i want sehun, shut up" harin yelled
"what? The leader of the group doesn't teach some manner?" sehun mocked
Isla throw the bottle of vitamin water she's having
'uh-oh, group fight' i thought
"well maybe that little maknae should butt out!" isla screamed
"hey why don't you picked someone your size!" Kris yelled
Everyone except, d.o , doyeon, and suho, and me and lay is shouting and yelling
Thank God we're not at the same bus at the filming crew.
"what's your email?" i asked
"whatt?" he asked back
"email?" i replied harder this time
"wait." he mouthed
"GUYS SHUT UP." lay yelled.
Everyone was staring towards me and lay
"what did you said?" he asked me
Shit, great! fuck you lay, stupid fucking bag of shitty potato chips.
"i need your email and password," i stated
"oh uh that's not a good news" he giggled
"i forgot my email password."
"oh uh so we can get you a new password as well." i answered groggily.
"xiumin check it out mina is really the girl for yixing, she handled yixing delete after 5 second brain well." chen said pointing out me.
"aw how cute. Now shut up chen everyone is trying to get some sleep here. You want me to put you to sleep chen?" kris threatened
"nope." chen said and lie back.
"is he always threatening?" i smiled
"who? Kris? Yeah," he answered
"what is your favorite underwear color?" i blushed when i read that out loud
"excuse me?" he stared at me with a confused look
"i'm so sorry i read it out loud i thought it was only favorite color, anyway, it's the question you set up."
"oh yeah i remembered setting that up, it's orange." he said
I blushed and type orange, can't believe i sit here and talk about his favorite color for underwear
"the next thing is uh date of birth." i answered
"you don't remember?" he laughed
"uh yeah no sorry i didn't know i should remember. It's not like you remember mine." i said handing him his phone.
"mine is October seventh, and yours is November fifteenth." he smiled handing me back his phone
"is a birth date something that you have to remember or you just guessing?" i asked
"nope, i looked it up in my phone." he grinned, i exhale a big puff of laugh and starting to set up his new password
"so, you just need to type your password here, and here." i said handing him.
"just type your name." he answered
"huh?"
"your name, every time someone say email or password, or instagram i'll remember you so yeah. Your name" he answered
"uh okay." i said
"for your instagram?"
"do i really have to explain that again?" he laughed
"uh yeah sorry." i mumbled
"there, i logged into your instagram, i hope you don't mind." i continue
"thanks. Should i reward you something?" he asked
"just follow your fans." i replied
"huh?"
"yeah your fans. They will be really happy if you follow them. I've been a fan, and trust me a follow is" i smiled "really nice." i continue.
"who's your idol?" he asked
"you wouldn't know." i laughed
"come on." he sighed
"he's not from here. He's an actor. American."i answered
"just try me." he said facing me
"okay fine. Evan Peters." he gave me a confused look
"um okay, American horror story?" i gave him a clue
"give up mina, no one will know that guy."
"wait is it the guy that has a creepy lobster hand?" yixing asked
"yes!!" i squealed.
"i got it right. And I've followed a few fans."
"that's nice you should check their photos too they're really good." i smiled
"thanks for telling me that."
"sure."
Hey. Well.
That Stupid fucking bag of shitty potato chips maybe not bad at all.