» ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ᴀᴜ
Others would think Kim Heejung who's lacking in emotions, has everything... but perhaps not everything. Everything meant differently from the girl who was deprived of the only thing she was passionate about. As if it wasn't th...
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"Where were you?"
As soon as Heejung had entered the practice room and settled on the same couch she sat on before, the tall lad questioned her. Sehun was sitting on the floor next to the furniture, his legs spread forward.
He was wearing an all-black outfit that was still able to visibly pop out his fine physique.
"Missed mommy that quick?" The lass cooed, pouting her lips as she leant forward to the boy's face who immediately backed away in alert.
"Mommy?" He scoffed. "Wasn't I the one who acted more like a parent between us?"
Heejung ignored him, roaming her eyes inside the room where most of the boys were huddled up in one corner, and some were in their own world. Chanyeol perked his head up when he heard a few chatters from afar and dawned his eyes at Heejung who was sending a glare at Sehun.
Chanyeol slapped Jongin on his chest with the back of his hand mindlessly and pointed at the couple on the couch.
"She's here," he uttered and the others looked to see her whilst the others pretty much didn't mind.
"Finally." Baekhyun stood from his crossed legs position and strode towards their way in which Sehun and Heejung didn't notice until someone threw himself between them.
"Hey, lovebirds." The vocalist sent a wink at Sehun who frowned at his greeting, turning his head to the other way before leaving.
"Tch." Baekhyun rolled his eyes, then pivoted towards Heejung who had her brows raised at him. "What's up with the producer earlier? You're friends with him?"
Narrowing her eyes at the idol, she lowered her head as she grabbed her phone from her pocket and focused on it, scrolling through her notes that imprinted her requirements.
"Go ahead, ignore me." Baekhyun winced until a mischievous scheme invaded his mind and he took the girl's phone, raising it in the air and turning it off. Before Heejung could even protest, he had already kept it in his pocket.
"Give it back." She peered up at him as he was standing in front of her.
With a playful smirk, Baekhyun shook his head as he raised his index finger, motioniong to the sides no. "We're friends, right?"
"What makes you think that?"
"Pfft, Baek. Pity you," Chanyeol snorted, resting his arm on the latter's shoulder as he had heard of their exchanges.
"Hi, Sehun's wife." Jongin waved at her as he stood beside Chanyeol in which Heejung replied with a mere nod.
"I'm actually hurt. How can you do this to me, huh? That's mean."
The lass only shrugged, an indifferent expression painted on her face.
"Alright, guys. Leave the poor girl alone and let's practice." Suho pulled the three back to the center of the room, sending Heejung an timid grin. "Baek, give her back her phone."
