Cinderella (Seventeen)

Coffee and Toffee

Double update u wot u wot

Surprise POV later on with fluff I'm warning you this is 1am writing at its finest

Chapter Thirty Nine

*Hyolyn's POV*

Christmas passed a few days ago. It was a sight for sore eyes that morning, trust me.

Jun parading around, banging a pan above everyone's heads. He paid me $20 to dress up as Krampus and scare the living shit out of Dino. I took the $20. And now I feel bad.

However the look on Mingyu's and Hoshi's face made it all worth while as the two idiots almost fell from an open window.

"Can you tie this for me?" DK asked from across the table, his finger on to of ribbon.

"Seokmin you do know Christmas was the other day right? Don't tell me you're ready for next year already," I teased, tying it in a pretty perfect bow.

"It's for the secret santa," he nodded, happy with his choice of spiderman wrapping paper. So festive.

"So who did you get?" I've been trying to work out who has me from the moment we picked names.

I got Jisoo. So I got him a Jesus costume with a bible dedicated to Pokémons. Yes. You can buy those. I had it shipped all the way from Japan specially. Even though that isn't that far to be honest.

But no one is letting on who has who.

"Hyolyn, it's called SECRET," he gave me a pointed look. Giving a sound of disapproval I flopped on the table acting all dramatic.

Feeling a pat on the head, I mumbled something incoherent and went to find someone who I could annoy.

As I was flicking spare pieces or wrapping paper at Seungcheol who gave me the look a parent gives their child in public when they are silently telling you they gonna whoop your ass when they get home because of the little terror shit you're being right now, there was a knock at the door saving me. Right on cue.

Dino went to the door, Chewy following, revealing Soyou.

I have to believe what she told me. It all makes sense, and she isn't that good of an actress to fake all those tears, even I know that. I lived with her for a decade. I know her.

"I have to tell you something, where's Wonwoo?" She panted as if she had just ran up the stairs. Or all the way here, I don't know.

"I'm right here," he rubbed his wet hair with a towel, his turn for the shower finally coming around after Seungkwan and his 15 hour long shower. 'I have to exfoliate and sing 4 Beyoncé albums' is his excuse.

"You, whew," she panted leaning forward, looking slightly pale before swaying. "I don't feel so good. Don't run, it's not worth it," she swayed again, her comment causing chuckles around the room. Same girl, same.

"Hyolyn I really don't feel good unnie," she pales almost instantly, collapsing forward.

"Soyou look at me," I caught her, the help of Wonwoo carrying her to the sofa.

"Don't drink the coffee," was all she managed quietly before she passed out. Looking behind me, everyone shrugged but looked hella confused and worried.