I slowly opened my eyes to realise that I was on an unusual smelly couch. Am I still at Hoseok's? I looked around to see Hoseok sitting on a chair with his face leaned on his palms.I sat up and he looked at me straight away, "You're awake." He said and got up.
"Yeah.. How long did I sleep?" I asked him.
"About 2 hours."
"2 hours? Wow.. I better get going." I said and stood up.
"I bought lunch." He said.
"You bought lunch?"
"Yeah.. while you were asleep." He replied, rubbing his neck.
I smiled and looked around the room and saw a bag on the table. I walked towards it and opened it to see 2 beers and a box of chicken wings.
"You knew I wouldn't say no to wings didn't you." I said and open both the cans before handing one to Hoseok.
"Who would.." He said, taking a sip of the beer.
**
"I'm so full.." I said to myself after dropping the bone on the tissue. I looked at Hoseok and he was still eating like it was his first wing. Isn't this guy full yet? How is he still eating?
"Dude.. You're actually a pig." I said to him, giggling.
He stopped and looked at me, "Is that why you ate 10 wings?"
I stopped giggling and quickly looked at the tissue full of my bones, "I really had 10?!"
"Uh, yeah." He said, giggling.
"Well.. I was hungry okay."
"I didn't say you weren't." He said, giggling.
"Can you stop laughing, what's so funny? Can a girl not eat a lot?" I asked him.
"Of course they can, I love the way you eat." He said and stopped straight after he said what he said.
"You love the way I eat?"
"Uh.. I mean.. At least my money isn't going to waste." He said, stuttering between his words.
"Okay.."
He suddenly stood up and walked towards his jacket, "Come on, we're going."
"Going where?" I asked him.
"Hajae's. Come on." He said and got out.
"Okay wait for me at least! Damn.." I shouted, quickly grabbing my stuff and following after him.
**
"Hyomin? Hoseok? What brings you guys here together?" Hajae asked us, looking at us weirdly, as soon as we walked through the door.
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Fallen Leaves | Jung Hoseok | Oh Sehun
FanficYongsa Arts Academy. A place only for the talented, the ambitious.. And the stinking rich.. Don't worry, I'm not going there just because I can afford it, I have a passion for dance. Always have. But there are some people who get in with just money...