Couple T-shirts / jung hoseok(#17)

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Hoseok

I let out a sigh as I didn't see anyone in the café who has her pen tucked behind her ear with a cold cup of caramel macchiato in front of her typing on her laptop. She's not here again... It has been 5 days since I have last seen and we have last talked about her writing for my drama and she rejecting it straightaway without giving a reason.

I walked to the counter and there was already a cup of caramel macchiato placed on the counter by her Barista friend and housemate. "That was fast," I said taking out my wallet but she stopped me.

"It is free of charge as you are Wendy's friend." She said and I thanked her, bringing to the table that I usually sit at. That is also the same table which Wendy would always sit at. I sat there admiring the scenery while sipping on my coffee. I wonder if she would be coming here or not. I bet that she is not, she got all frightened by my extreme kindness.

Maybe the way which I asked for her to write for my drama is a little too direct and to someone who is a little shy, it might be a little scary. I placed the cup of coffee at its original position with the saucer below the cup and push in the chair, getting up. I brought my wallet to the counter and ordered another cup of caramel macchiato takeaway and left the café again without having to see Wendy. I guess that I will go back to work as a rapper and never be an actor. Who cares if I'm unpopular??

I felt an arm grab me and I got pulled back, I looked down at the person and my jaw dropped. "Wendy..."

"Woah, I thought that you would never leave the house," Yeri commented looking quite shocked.

"I had to because I have written the script for your drama." She said. What??

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Wendy

I fluttered my eyes open and it was already bright, very bright. The sunlight was shining in my eye and there were a lot of noises all around the house. They have all woken up.

I looked towards my laptop and I was shocked. "What?? I'm only at the 5th Chapter??" Does that mean that I had fallen asleep without working??

I was going to burn the midnight oil to rush all the work in one night and bring it to him the next morning but I couldn't after all. I wasn't the one to stay up late even though I am already an adult. I'm always that sleep deprived so I need a lot of sleep. I scrolled down the part that I have stopped and there was a weird paragraph written in it. It is not written by me as I have never seen this before.

Joy came in with a bowl of cereal in her hand. "I wrote this part while you were sleeping." It is so well written as if it was written by an expert. Has she been secretly learning how to write these days??

"No wonder it is so awful. Did you fail your essay all the time??" I said, trying to tease her.

"Bitch, I got a B all the time." She said finishing her cereal and placing them next to me.

"Yah, clean up for yourself," I said, looking quite annoyed at me.

"That's your punishment for saying that my writing is awful." She said leaving the room. "Bring it to him later and be thankful to us. We completed the entire thing while you were in dreamland." I gasped and scrolled down the rest of the page all written down nicely with a note left by the girls.

With your awesome writing skills, it definitely won't get rejected. If it does, blame Yeri for it.

I laughed at the message and wiped the tears from my eyes. "Oh, Son Seungwan is crying!!" Joy shouting to the rest that was still around.

"Yah, I thought that you have left a long time ago," I said running to her and giving her a hug. "Thank you."

"Aigoo..." She tightened the hug and the rest came to us for a group hug.

I gasped and looked at the time. "What time is it??"

"9 am, Yeri already left for work and he should be there by this time to have his morning coffee," Seulgi answered.

"Oh, Shit!! I should really hurry up!!" I said running to the bathroom after grabbing some clothes. And that's how I woke up to a surprise and rushed all the way there, almost missing Hoseok. If I had arrived a minute later, he would've gone out of the store.

I watched him look over at the script over and over again with a weird expression on his face. I was nervous, my hand didn't know where to place, my legs shifting from one to the other. "Is it very badly written??" I said looking very uncertain about my work. Even if I am confident of showing my work to people, there is still that 1% where I worry about the bad points that my story may have even though it has been edited and reviewed over and over again.

"It is......" He paused for a moment, probably using this time to think of the words to describe my bad work.

"Is it bad??"

"Why are you always implying that it is bad?? It is good, very well written."

"Well, I have not written for dramas for a very long time so I'm afraid that you may not like it."

"Why not?? I like whatever you do. I loved to read all your books in the free time." He said and my face turned pink. Did he really meant it??

He pushed me slightly. "I'm for real. The producers are blind for not choosing your awesome masterpiece."

"It is not a masterpiece." I tried to correct him.

"To me, it is. And I have not read any other books except for yours and it is because it is amazing."

"Do you think that it would get approved by your boss??" I asked as I take a bite of the tiramisu.

"Of course, he loves your work as well. He would never miss you the second time after the 'Love Yourself' drama project. I think that you would do a better job if you were a part of it." Thank you for complimenting my imperfections.