mixnine. woo jinyoung

XXII. Leave It Behind

I opened my eyes, and was greeted by a shocking sight.

[A/N: Yes, this is indeed Woo Jinyoung/Hiphop grandma]

I choked back laughs, surprised that my mood got better in .5 seconds. "AHAHAHAHA--JINYOUNG--WHAT--THE--HELL--"

Jinyoung's head snapped up and he immediately covered himself. "AHH!! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO SEE ME LIKE THIS!!"

I laughed so hard as Jinyoung bolted to the bathroom, messing up his hair so it looked better. My stomach was hurting so badly from laughing.

"STOP LAUGHING!!" Jinyoung yelled.

"AHAHAHAHA--YOU LOOKED SO FUNNY--"

"Stop making fun of meee!!" Jinyoung whined and stomped his feet.

My laughs soon calmed down and I wiped my tears. "That was so funny--"

"I hate you."

"You're so cute." I teased.

"My hiphop grandma image is cute??"

"No." I said. "It's scary actually, ahaahahha but it was so funny--"

"We will never speak of this ever again." Jinyoung said. "You were supposed to be asleep!!!"

"I was pretending in case you were a murderer. I'd rather die with my eyes closed." I said plainly. "But I didn't recognize you for a whole second."

"I actually went outside like that once."

"YOU DID?!" I started laughing.

"Someone recognized me too. But I lied saying it wasn't me. Okay, moving on." Jinyoung said.

"You probably lost half of your fans." I said.

"No, they loved me more after it so it's okay." Jinyoung said. "Everything I do is just lovable."

"I disagree." I said.

"Everything you do is lovable." Jinyoung grinned and climbed on the bed, laying down next to me.

I gave him a weird look. "What are you doing?"

"This is my bed, I can lay in it if I want."

"It's my bed now." I said.

"It can be both of our beds." He smirked.

I pursed my lips together and held up and X with my arms. "Anyways, why am I here again?"