paper plane | yuta

13 Part II

Chapter 13 // The Party (Part 2)

[Yuta is damn fab💕]

Danielle

Yuta and I were left at the table and awkwardness filled the whole veranda.

He continued to play with his phone, groaning whenever he loses at his own game.

I took a sip on my juice, glancing at Yuta now and then. I almost choked on my drink when he cheered loudly, raising his phone in victory.

"Could you please---"

I rolled my eyes when he cutted me off.

"I WON! YES!!" He stood up, doing some silly dance, making me laugh.

He's too cute. Oh my god, what to do.

He quickly sat down, when a man approaches our table. He looked down, feeling embarrassed at his actions.

The man pour an alcoholic drink on my glass, and same with Yuta.

"We don't have any juice left ma'am, but we have wine. Do you want some wine?" The man who dressed like a waiter asked me, because he seemed to notice that I scrunched my nose in the drink.

"Uhh.. no, it's fine." I smiled and thanked him, and Yuta does the same before the man went out of the veranda.

"Can you drink?" Yuta asked calmly as he stared at my drink and I shrugged.

"Drink it, it's not dangerous though." Yuta says, placing his lips on the glass as he drinks the beer slowly.

I notice that he look so hot with his black long sleeve polo and a skinny jeans with black sneakers. His front hair is brushed to each side that made him look hot. Again.

Too hot, Yuta. Too hot.

I shook all of my thoughts away, as I grabbed the glass of beer infront of me.

I lean my head back slightly, as I take a half breath right before drinking. I swing the glass and the liquid quickly rushes to the back of my throat. I took a deep breath as gravity take over.

"Ahh," I breathed, as I taste the strange liquid inside my throat.

"You're not used in drinking?" Yuta laughs, as he takes another drink of the beer.

"I don't drink." I simply answered and he nods.

"I'm not used in getting drunk actually. I just drink, but not a lot." Yuta gave me a small smile, offering me some snacks, and I gladly reached it.

"I know you understand why I act so strange. But, I don't want to be like this anymore," He pursed his lips making me frown.

"What do you mean?"

"You know... the way my mood changes infront of you and infront of our friends, I'm a dummy," He explained and I froze on my spot as he continued,

"I don't want to do this anymore, Yeonhee. I felt bad for you..." He trailed off, "It's not bad if we become friends right?"

I stared at him confusedly, thinking how would I react at his words.

"What about Jiyeon? Your family?" I questioned and he shrugged, looking away.

"I don't know," He sighed helplessly.

I didn't notice my glass of beer was already in half, because I was thinking too much of what to do.

"I'll just make sure my family in Japan was safe. And to Jiyeon, I need to get rid of her quickly," Yuta glanced at me, making sure that I was listening and I nodded my head in response.