That Thing Called Favor?

Say A Word

Hayoung's POV:

The night was getting deeper as we watched the night's scenery. Streetlights, buildings and thd cars made the view so wonderful to look at. Whenever I slept at the hotel, I always find this kind of view. It just seems so relaxing, having myself to think of things with a view that gives me peace.

"It's so wonderful isn't it?"- I began.

"Yes, it is. . . I wish I could always have this picture in my head."- Naeun said.

We all turned back to watch the view. Keeping quiet, we understood how much we valued the stolen time we were here because we still had to go back to the party.

Even if, we didn't to.
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"So. . . You were right here all along?"- A sudden voice said,  sending me shivers from his familiar tone.

Naeun and I exchanged worried looks as we both looked around for that person. I heaved out a heavy sigh. My eyes had wandered and found that person.It was Sehun, and Kai~ his friend, was behind him.

"Kai, would you please escort Naeun down? I need to talk to Hayoung."- He said, looking at me. I couldn't help but scoff under my breath.He needs to talk to me? Wow, this guy. Just a while ago, he wanted to ignore me the whole night. Now this?

He is unbelievable.

"I'll be seeing you later then?"- Naeun said as she stood up.

I nodded quietly in response and so she went. I watched them go, Kai placing his coat over Naeun's shoulders. I couldn't help but grin. How sweet of him, an actual gentleman.

"Are you done watching them?"- Sehun asked. My grin forced its way to a frown, disgusted of his presence.

"So, now you're talking?"- I said shifting myself back to the view. Hearing his footsteps, I assume he was walking towards me.

"Well, I had something to say. . ."- He said. I stared at him intently, there was something different with his tone. It changed.

This man, had mood swings much worse than a girl would have.

"So are you going to ignore me the whole night?"- He said nudging me. I eyed him acidly while he gave me a smirk.

"Yah~ what's wrong with you? One second you're being cold then~now, this? What is it you're playing at?"- I raised my tone an octave higher, indicating my rage.

He laughed heartily at my words, crossing my arms; I set my stare at him until he regained his senses.

"Are you done laughing? Maybe you can answer the damn question?"- I asked grumpily.

"Daebak, really . . ."- He sighed as he wiped his eyes from tearing. Seriously? Was he tearing because he was laughing. . .

This guy, really. I don't know what's wrong with him, or what's he even playing out with me?
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Sehun's POV: