"I'm not even gonna ask—"
"Hello! How are you doing? I'm doing fine. You're doing fine? Oh, same! I wanted to get subway. Do you like subway? I love subway. Subway sandwiches are the best! You like subway too! Same!"
"Uhh..."
"Heh, sorry! I'm hyper. Active. Hyperactive. They call it sugar rush. I call it smoking cocaine. Not really. Don't do drugs kids. That's dangerous. Say, can I meet Chinhei? Really? I'd love to meet her too! I love Chinhei. She's my seoulmate because love at first sight exists. No wait, it's love at first meow."
"You're weird."
"And you aren't? You say blob blob, Seungmin."
"H-hey! That's because I often don't know what to say..."
"And that's what makes you adorable, Seungmin."
"Blob blob."
"You remind me of a gold fish."
"Oh oh! Story of pets time! I go first! So I used to own a puppy. He was a golden retriever. We took care of him for a week until my sister decided we should give him away because she was too scared of him. My heart broke when he was given away. He was my best friend. My everything. I'm still sad 'til this day and that story was two years ago."
"..."
"Is that why you want to see Chinhei?"
"Yeah, exactly! Wherever my little pup is, I hope he's having a good life. This is why I own a pet rock. My sister's too afraid to have any other pet."
"Well, uhh, I could send you pictures of Chinhei if you want."
"YOU WOULD DO THAT FOR ME?! OKAY, I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE RIGHT NOW."
"...l-love?"
"Oh, don't take it too seriously. It's love with no feelings. Like a doughnut with no filling. Just like that."
"O-oh. Okay."
"Want me to send you pictures of Rice?"
"Well, uhh, if you want to."
"Consider it a deal! I can't wait to see Chinhei! And wait 'til you see Rice! He has the most adorable face ever!"
"I'll... anticipate it then."
double update cause why not? and here's a picture of both chinhei and rice hehehe~
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Blob Blob | Jung Sewoon
Fanfiction❝OH MY GOSH SO LIKE KANG DANIEL NEEDS TO STOP WITH WHATEVER HE'S DOING I'M HONESTLY FEELING SO ATTACKED-❞ ❝Uhh... who's this?❞ ❝No one you know. I saw your phone number scribbled on the last page of this book I borrowed. You like poetry too? Me too...