choreographer | choi youngjae

[18] café date

1/8/16
14:37 p.m

"so you actually knew momo was a manager and you didn't even tell me?" i asked while sipping my coffee. "yeah. why?" he said. i glared at him. "i hate you so much." i said. "i love you too." he said smiling.

"eww. you're cute but i don't like you." i teased. he pouted. "oh." he mumbled. his smile faded away as he stirred his coffee. "oppa, why?" i asked. he looked up at me. "minju, i have something to tell you." he said.

i looked at him. "what?" i asked.

"i have a story.. there wasa little boy and a little girl. they met when they were young, about 4 years old. they would play, set up playdates and pretend to get married." he said.

why is he telling me that..?

"since then, that little boy started to have feelings for that girl." he said. "that little boy is all grown up now, and so as the little girl. he kept all his feelings for here for years." he continued on.

wait, no way.

"and now, that boy had the courage to tell the girl how he felt." he said. i looked at him and he smiled at me. "o-oppa.." i stuttered.

"minju-ah, i like you." he said.

i kept silent. "sorry, minju. i've tried to stop liking you because i didn't want to ruin our friendship." he said. "i don't want to be a pressure, but.." he stopped.

"oppa, i like you too, but only like a brother.." i said. i looked down, feeling upset that i probably disappointed him. "sorry, oppa." i said.

he put my chin up, making me have an eye contact with him. he was smiling. "it's fine. i knew anyways." he said. "i'm not forcing you to like me, and i'm not telling you to be upset because of all of this." he said.

"i'll be fine." he said. "sorry." i said and pouted. "aish, stop it." he said. i shook my head. "can we still be the same?" i asked. he nodded. "of course. you are still like my little sister, right?" he asked. my face lit up and i nodded.

"besides, i've been crushing on someone lately and started to get over you, i guess.." he said. "hmm? who?" i asked. "why am i going to tell you?" he asked. "because i'm your bestie. duh." i said. "no, momo's your bestie." he said. "i have two besties, okay?" i said.

"okay, i'll tell you if you tell yours." he said. my eyes went big. "i-i don't like anyone." i said. he laughed. "nope. i know you choi minju, those seven boys you're living with are all good-looking. pretty sure you already like one of them." he said.

i raised an eyebrow. "excuse me?" i asked. he laughed. "besides, i know all their names. i've done my research." he said. "in the count of three, we'll tell who we like, arasso?" he asked. "no cheating." i said and he nodded.

"one, two three.." he counted.

"momo!"
"youngjae!"

wait, what?!

"you like momo?"
"you like youngjae?"

oh my god. this is so weird.

"stop repeating what i'm saying, you weirdo!" i shouted. "yah, why'd you like him?" he asked. "why are you asking me that? you don't even know him! but momo? you've got to be kidding me." i said.

"yah!" he shouted. "you two are so not alike. you're all pinky and stuff while she's all tough and not girly." i said. he had a blank face on. i laughed. "whatever. i never told her i like her anyways." he said. "well, you need to. i don't want the same thing to happen." i said.

he rolled his eyes. "i like her cause she's pretty, cute, a good dancer, a caring friend and you know." he said. i face-palmed myself.

this is the weirdest thing i've ever heard.

"i'm not pretty then?" i asked. "two years ago." he teased. "i hate you." i said. "why do you like youngjae then?" he asked.

"he's cute, he's really fun to be with, he has good looks, his eye smile, his singing skills, what else..?" i said. "wow. i've never seen you actually like a boy before." he said.

aish. "don't tell him." i said. "if you won't tell momo." he said and i nodded.

suddenly, my phone started ringing. i picked it up and answered it.

"yoboseyo?" i answered.
"hey! minju! where are you!?" momo shouted.
"i'm with jin. wae?" i asked.
"are you forgetting? were going camping today! were living in five minutes!" she said.

my eyes went big. shoot. oh my god. i forgot!

"bring my stuff and put it at the car. pick me up here at the café." i said. "wait, who's going to drive the van?" i asked. "me, jaebum or mark. i don't know." she said. "okay. okay. i'm at the nearest café to our dorm." i said.

"okay. see you." she said and hung up.