I was standing at Taeyeong's front door, waiting for him to fetch his keys and jacket."Let's go" he approached me.
"Okay."
As soon as we struck off, my cellphone started ringing. I took it out immediately and checked the screen.
It was my mother.
"Eomma?" I almost shouted.
"Gizibae, what are you thinking, calling me eight times?" she scolded me as if nothing happened.
"Where are you?!"
"Did you not see the note I left you? Your aunt is in labor; I'm in the hospital right now."
I was relieved to hear that nothing bad had happened.
"Yaaah Jihye" she spoke caringly, "Were you worried?"
"No" I tried to sound as calm as possible, "I better stand up and get ready for school now. See you later, eomma."
I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as I hung up.
"What did she say?" Taeyeong asked curiously.
"My aunt is in labor and my mother is by her side" I said calmly, looking at the ground and thinking about how much I overreacted.
"Glad to hear that."
"Uhm" I directed my gaze back at him, "Thank you for being so helpful, I owe you one."
"You could actually do me a favor."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I will tell you later at school, okay?"
"All right. I'll see you later then."
"Yes, see you later."
I struck off but turned around as Taeyeong cat-called at me a few seconds later.
"Your pyjamas are really cute, by the way" he cracked me a smile.
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"You look horrible today" Joohyuk commented as we walked to an empty table, carrying our food trays.
"Oh wow thank you. That's particually because of you, you know that, right?" I placed my tray on the table, giving him a pissed look.
"Me? Why?" he asked as he sat down on the seat opposite mine.
"The night before last I had to write your essay and last night- Well, I already told you about it" I sighed, "Anyway, I need more sleep. You know how deep in love I am with my bed."
"How could I forget?" he rolled his eyes.
I always hated when people rolled their eyes while talking. I always found it so disrespectful towards the person you talked to.
Since Joohyuk knew that, I raised an eyebrow, looking at him in a pissed way.
"Oh shit, sorry" he scratched the back of his head, smiling sheepishly.
"You're forgiven" I said, directing my attention back to the food on my tray.
"Anyways, what was the name of the guy you met last night again? It was the same guy you met a few days earlier, right?"
"Yes. His name is Im Taeyeong if I'm not mistaken."
"How is he? Mayb-"
"Handsome" I said while chewing and grinned mockingly.
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Fight Me (BTS Taehyung)
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