The Foreign Exchange • lee jihoon✔

T H I R T Y- O N E

T H I R T Y - O N E

|💾Jihoonie💾|

💾Jihoonie💾: Come to the park

Y/N: ???

💾Jihoonie💾: Just come on and hurry

Y/N: it's 10PM. I don't feel like it.

Y/N: It's too cold and my bed is nice
and warm.

💾Jihoonie💾: -_-

💾Jihoonie💾: finnneeeee

💾Jihoonie💾: Then I'll come to you.

Y/N: ^^

Y/N: I am truly a master manipulator

💾Jihoonie💾: Whatever...

💾Jihoonie💾: I'm here. Unlock the door.

Y/N: I don't feel like getting up.

💾Jihoonie💾: You're going to regret that

💾Jihoonie💾: Unlock the door. I don't want to
risk the boys seeing me.

Y/N: ffffffiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnn
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

💾Jihoonie💾: by the time you texted that you could've opened the door -_-

💾Jihoonie💾: Y/N! Come on!

Y/N: sorry I fell asleep.

Y/N: give me a minute you angry baby.

💾Jihoonie💾: You're definitely going to regret that.

Y/N threw her blanket covers off and padded over to her door. She looked through the peep hole just in case.
She opened it slowly and Jihoon forced his way in. She rolled her eyes and locked the door behind him. "What's so wrong that you have to see me right this moment." Y/N asked as Jihoon took his shoes off.

"Wow not so much as a 'Hi' that's rude." Jihoon teased. Y/N let out a huff "Hi Oppa." Jihoon face flushed a little he turned around and took off his jacket. Y/N laughed and rolled her eyes. "So what do you want?" Y/N walked to her main space. "Uhhh...I kinda just wanted to hang out." Jihoon "fixed" his hair. "Wow really. I got a different thought from the texts. I thought you wanted to go for a walk or something." Y/N went to the kitchen and pulled out some ice cream. Jihoon approached her slowly with a weird glint in his eyes. He got close.

Perhaps too close for comfort. He stood behind her and put his hands on either side of her. Leaning on the counter for support. Rubbing up against her. Putting his head on her shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Y/N asked paralyzed with fear when he let out a soft moan. Jihoon backed off and tried to it cover up. "Uhh sorry. I don't know what got into me." He scratched the back of his neck. Y/N turned around and looked him in the eyes and took her tub of ice cream and went over to the couch.

Jihoon followed behind. He was shocked about how unfazed she was. He felt like a horrible person for having such thoughts about her. But he couldn't help it.
And the comments he kept getting from Jun didn't help whatsoever.

"Hey grab that blanket. I'm cold." Y/N commanded making him laugh "It would help if you weren't eating ice cream." She held her ice cream acting offended. "It's okay. I still love you ice cream." She kissed the container of frozen heaven. He rolled his eyes and threw her the blanket she wanted. She bundled herself up and laid down taking up most of the couch. She flipped through the shows and movies with Jihoon still standing "Where am I supposed to sit?" Y/N shrugged "Just move my feet." Jihoon sighed and grabbed her by the feet and sat down letting her feet fall onto his lap.

They sat in an awkward silence as she looked for a movie. "What do you want to watch?" She asked not taking her eyes off the television. "I don't know." Jihoon looked at the television for a moment. The only sound for the next few minutes was the the clicking of the remote and an occasional sound of Y/N spoon digging into her ice cream.

"Hmm this sounds good. I haven't seen it before." Y/N clicked on a unfamiliar movie title. As the movie played nether one said a single word. It turned out to be a fairly boring movie, lulling both of them to sleep.

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Jihoon woke up with a start. He looked around the still unfamiliar apartment. He looked down to see Y/N still asleep. With the tub of ice cream in cradled in her arms. He laughed to himself and gently removed her feet from his lap. Standing up he looked down at her peacefully sleeping form. He switched television off and took away the now melted ice cream. After placing it in the freezer he came back. Tempted to wake her up. But maybe it was best if she slept. Then he could leave easier.

With gentle hands Jihoon slowly removed the blanket she lay under. Once it was off completely her, he slipped his hands up underneath her, gently picking her up. He carried her bridal style to her bed. She was very light. Lighter than he expected. He freed one of his hands and pulled down the blankets. He put her down softly letting her fall into the plush bed. He arranged her so she'd sleep comfortably.

When he finished he looked down at her. He couldn't help but move her hair out of her face and kiss her forehead. Suddenly she stirred "J-Jihoon?" She groaned sleepily and grabbed his hand "Stay here. Stay with me." He blushed "Ar-Are you sure?" She nodded with closed eyes and moved over for him. He accepted the fact she wanted him there. He let go of her hand and pulled the blankets up and slipped in next to her.

She rolled over to face him. And nuzzled into his chest, wrapping him in her embrace. He was shocked but he nervously put his arms around her waist. Holding her close. Soon all he could hear was her soft breaths and heartbeat. He felt comfortable in her embrace and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

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Ahhhhh this is a weird chapter. But whatever :3