bathroom | jhs #LYSAWARDS

eight

-third person pov

"jung hoseok. i thought i made this clear. you sleep in the boy's bathroom, i sleep in the girl's. there's no reason for you to disturb my beauty sleep every five seconds."

hoseok waddled a bit, daring to walk at least a little closer to the worn out hye jung. he had covered himself with a "home-made" blanket that he created, tying several sweaters together by the sleeves. he was quite proud of his creation.

"hye jung!! look at the blanket i made!" he said, posing in front of her with the blanket pouring over his shoulders. hye jung, however, didn't even bother opening her eyes.

"hoseok, sleep. it's already 12am, and you seem to be permanently sugar high-" whispered hye jung, emphasizing the 'permanently.'

"well, i'm permanently yours!" whispered hoseok back, also emphasizing 'permanently.'

hye jung shifted slightly. "what did you say?"

"nothing."

hoseok walked over to her and kneeled down. "HYE JUNG~ WAKE UP!!" he said, poking her cheeks vigorously.

hye jung snorted in response, giving no fuck whatsoever.

but hoseok needed hye jung's attention. after all, he was just a normal (and cute) boy who usually made people laugh and smile immediately- almost nobody acted like the girl lying on the ground like that.

this ball of sunshine was determined.

"hey, hye jung~"

"do you like apples?"

"what's your favorite animal?'

"have you ever choked on yogurt?"

"do you have a puppy?"

"are you usually this pretty?"

"look at my toes!!!"

"i like apples."

"do you use grammarly?"

"do you ever like laksdnfalksnfsldkn??"

"when's your birthday?"

"i ate paper before and i pooped it out."

"i have a confession to make-- I BITE MY ICE CREAM!"

"moo~"

"ribbit."

"HONK HONK!"

"are you still awake?"

"do girls really fart?"

"are you single?"

the boy criss-crossed applesauce and realized that there was nothing that he could do when this girl was sleeping. man, this girl didn't even make a sound when hoseok had asked those million questions in front of her face.

hye jung snorted in her sleep yet once again.

hoseok curled into a little ball. he started to feel lonely. and bored. and sad.

"hey~" hoseok whispered to hye jung, trying to regain his happiness. "if you don't speak, then can i at least have a goodnight kiss?"

hye jung did not answer.

hoseok's face now resembled a :(. he sighed, wondering why he wanted hye jung to notice him.

especially how the last girl had left him.

nevertheless, he still gave hye jung a kiss on the cheek (it felt so wrong, yet so right) and gave his friend the blanket he made.

as a gift.

then, hoseok laid down next to her and hugged her for warmth, arms around her waist and head laid on her tummy.

without anybody knowing, the bathroom dead silent, hye jung sleeping peacefully, only then hoseok allowed himself to cry.

why?

why?

why?

that was exact question hye jung had asked herself when she found out a few years after.

after he left.

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a/n: YES I BITE MY ICE CREAM LASKDNFLKSADNF