Sehun POV:
What... Does... It mean? I ask myself for millionth time today, rubbing and mushing my face up in frustration. I'm sitting on my bed in my and Suho's room, still questioning my actions from this morning. I've been asking this same question all day, it's 9 o'clock at night and I still don't have an answer!
"Urgh!" I groan aloud, throwing my pillow in a fit. Just as my pillow goes flying across the room, my bedroom door opens, my pillow hitting the person in the face.
Oops.
"Ow... What the hell?" The person groans, catching the pillow as it hits their face, pulling it away from their head, revealing the persons identity to be Suho.
"Whoops. Sorry, Hyung," I apologise in a small voice as I rub my sore throat in slight pain. I watch as Suho rubs his nose and walks into the room, throwing my pillow back to me. I catch it just before it hits me in the face and lay it on my lap as Suho walks to his bed. I watch as he grabs his phone and begins to type in a number, the sounds of the buttons making that clichéd beep boop beep sound.
"I'm going to call mum and dad so..." Suho mumbles to me, his gaze still focused on his phone, dialling their number. I silently groan and roll my eyes. Why does he do this every night!? I complain to myself before sluggishly rolling myself off the bed and onto my legs, hug my pillow.
"I'm goin'," I whine in a low, monotone grumble, trudging across the room and to the door. I hold my pillow beside me as I exit the room and closet he door behind me, sour look plastered on my face. Stupid Hyung... Always calling his parents, I grumpily think whilst pouting my lip. I then look across the hall at F/N's door before sighing in frustration once again. You don't mean that. You're just frustrated, I correct myself, taking a deep breath and walking down the hall towards the lounge room, head hanging slightly. Ever since I kissed F/N this morning, I've been thinking about it non stop and I can't figure out why I did it. I mean, it was just a kiss on the forehead, nothing serious or dramatic, but it is for me; I'm not affectionate like that! And not to mention the way I acted when I was 'asleep'. Telling her to stay and holding her hand softly.
What the hell, Sehun! What does this all mean! I scream internally. I shove my pillow in my face, groaning into it as I walk into the lounge room.
"Well, hi to you too," I hear a male's voice snicker soon after I finish groaning. I remove my pillow from my face to see Lay sitting on the couch watching a movie of some sort. I roll my eyes at him before collapsing onto the couch beside him, pillow in my lap.
"What're we watching?" I ask him in a low mumble staring at the lit screen, a young male and female displayed on the screen, the male dressed in a black hat and glasses as though he were incognito.
"Romeo and Shannon," he blatantly says, eyes still glued onto the screen. "It's kinda like Romeo and Juliet but modern... And the girls name is Shannon," he adds.
"How is it different to the original?" I ask, expecting that if its been modernised that the storyline will be slightly different.
"Well, Romeo is a celebrity who falls in love with a normal person who is Shannon. But Romeo is in a "famous relationship" with some other celebrity girl. Basically, the two try to get together but fail miserably because of stuff," he explains without taking his gaze off the TV.
My heart starts to beat at a little fast, my chest feeling tight, and I become light headed as thoughts begin to race through my mind. H-how ironic that Lay is watching a film with this kind of story. Y-you don't think that he's trying to say that I'm Romeo or something, is he? Nah. No way. Although, that is something I didn't consider before... Maybe that was the reason why I-
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General FictionF/N has just moved to Korea to start a new life and new job. Turns out, her new job includes looking after EXO! But one problem: she has no where to live. Thankfully, one of the boys suggested she live with them in their share house. As F/N works an...
