Helpless (Gfriend Eunha Fanfiction)

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EUNHA POVS

"Let's talk." He walks away after he said those two words.
"Uh.. We'll talk tomorrow." I say to Yuju and wave at the three of them. I run to catch up with Mingyu.
"What do you want to talk about?" I ask once we're side to side.
He stays silent.
"Hey." I nudge him. He doesn't even answer me. He just keep walking.
"Yah! Kim Mingyu! Why you keep ignoring me?" I ask, feeling frustrated all of the sudden. He stops walking and approach me.
"Why are you with him?" He asks.
"Well, there was a fan recognized Jungkook and chase him. So I was dragged by him because if I was left in there by myself, the fan will interrogate me and something worse could possibly happen." I explain.
"You went to the beach to meet him?"
"No. I want to get some fresh air."

He stays silent then. His expression is unreadable. Like he was angry but there's something more.

"Why you keep getting mad at me when I was with Jungkook?" I ask.
"I don't know. I just don't like it."
"There must be a reason, Mingyu."
"If I know, I'll tell you."
"Alright. We're okay now?" Truth is, I don't want to be awkward with him because of this nonsense argument. Especially since he's my work partner.

"Just don't stick too close with him." He grumbles. I'm grinning now that he's not that mad anymore.

We're up at 6 a.m. because they're going to do a photoshoot.
"Are there anyone approaching this place?" I ask Mingyu.
We're both sitting inside the car instead at the beach to not get our clothes wet or dirty since we didn't pack that much.
"No. There are barely anyone. Do you remember the fan who spotted Jungkook last night?" He asks.
"Just a bit. Why?" I ask.
"Tell me her characteristic. She might be around here, aiming to catch Jungkook or something." He says.
"Make sense. As I remember, she has dyed blonde hair. Its long but it was more like an ombre blonde. Like a regular blonde that fades towards kind of a sandy or honey blonde at the ends. She has a beautiful proportional body. That's it. I don't get to see her face clearly." I try to explain the best I could but judging from his expression its not clear enough.

"What's the difference between regular blonde and sandy or honey blonde?" Out of all the question he could ask, he asks this?
"Sandy blonde hair looks like a sand colour while honey blonde hair looks like a honey and its warmer than sandy blonde but honey blonde isn't a light brown. Don't get confused because sometimes people do." I explain.
"Blonde is blonde. How can there are many different types?" He frowns.
"It is how it is but do you understand my explanation?" I ask.
"Yeah." He nods.

"Let's play Q&A again." He says all of the sudden.
"What? Why?" I ask.
"Let's just play it. I'm bored." He pout slightly. I find that cute? And somewhat familiar..
"Okay." I finally agree before my mind wander to somewhere else.
"You go first." He says.
"You're weird today. What's your favourite colour?" I play along still.
"Red."

"You're not going to ask me?" I recalled our Q&A game yesterday.
"No."
"Why?" He turns around to face me with a smirk on his face.
"Because I know it. White."
"How? I'm sure I never told you about it."
"I just know it."
"Guessing?"
"No. I know it."
"You must be a stalker."
"I'm not."
"Then how you know it?"
"I just know."

Okay. I feel creepy now. If he's not a stalker, how can he know my favourite colour when I never even told him about it.

MINGYU POVS

"How many siblings I have?"
"Two. Junho and Jinnie."
"How old are they?"
"Junho 18 and Jinnie is 15."
"What's my parents name?"
"Jinhyeon and Heegyung."
"What's my zodiac sign?"
"Gemini."
"My birthday?"
"May 30."
"My ideal type?"
"Crush and Jo Jung Suk."
"I was born in?"
"Seoul but you move to Daegu for family business."

Because she moved, I had to spent my college by myself. We lost contact ever since then.

"You're a stalker right?! Admit it!"
"I'm not."
"If not, how do you know all of those?" How long is this gonna keep up? When will you remember, Eunha?
"I've told you million times that I'm not a stalker."
"Of course. What kind of stalker will admit that he's a stalker. You're going to do something bad, don't you?" She's glaring at me. If looks could kill, I'll probably be dead right now.

"If I want to do something bad to you, I will take the chance last night. We're alone in the hotel room after all." I couldn't help but grin at her face that turns red immediately.
"You're right. You could've done something immediately. Who are you then?"
"I'll give you a clue if you promise me few things."

EUNHA POVS

"What?" I ask, nervously.
"One, don't ever accuse me a stalker again. Two, don't force me to give two clues because I'll only give one."
"That's it?" He nods. I'm surprised, I was expecting he wants me to give him money or something dangerous.
"Okay. Deal." Its piece of cake.
"16 years old."

"Eunha!" Yuju snap her fingers in front of me.
"Oh? What?" I ask.
"You've been day dreaming. What's wrong?" She asks.
"Nothing. I'm just tired." I lied.

16 years old.

What does that suppose to mean?!

"Is the food delicious?" Yuju asks.
"Yeah." I need to focus right now before Yuju get suspicious of me.

We're having lunch in the VIP room at a restaurant in a rest area. To secure the boys from the attack of sasaeng fans.

"Oh right. Before I forgot, what's your relationship with Jimin?" Her expression changes from neutral to something that's sad but also happy? I'm so bad at reading people's expression.
"Let's just say, I did something wrong to him and he won't let it go." She explains vaguely but I'm not going to let it go.
"What exactly you did to him?"
"I spilled a drink on him, accidentally." She mumbled loud enough for me to hear it.

"That's horrible. Did you apologize?" I ask.
"Of course I did. I'm a nice person."
"Sorry. No offense."

But the clothes he's wearing must be expensive. So maybe that's why he can't let it go.

"Trust me. Its not. I check the brands." She says.
"Did I said that out?" I'm pretty sure I wasn't. Yuju nods.
"He doesn't look like Jimin then. He looks like a nerd."

I stop eating. Nerd..

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