THE MIXNINE HOUSEㅣtop 9 boys

❝ sigh, minseokie. ❝

"are you guys okay i heard a loud crash--"

jinyoung immediately backed up from my face, my eyes shooting open to look at who interrupted.

minseokie was standing there was a sh00k face.

"......"

"....."

"oh my g-g-gosh! s-s-sorry hyung, noona!! y-you guys can go back...to whatever you two were doing, i'll just go now." minseok said flustered, his eyes darting around the room.

my cheeks flamed with embarrassment as minseok bolted out the door in 0.5 seconds. jinyoung immediately hopped off of me, his ears red too.

bITCH WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED--

"......."

".......uh well um--"

"i-i got your box, so i'll just leave now." jinyoung said awkwardly, exiting the room in a hurry.

my jaw was still dropped as jinyoung left, leaving me alone with all my confusing thoughts. even now, i could feel the one-millionth of a centimeter of jinyoung's lips tingling on mine.

what the fuck just happened?

wHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?

or almost happened, rather. jinyoung nearly just kissed me, and thank god (or not) for the little innocent child (or not) that cock-blocked us.

well great, everything's gonna be awkward now. JINYOUNG WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO THAT??

does he like me or something?

how could he have a crush on me??

oh yeah, i was supposed to be 35 years old. tHAT'S WHY THAT OFFICE LADY TOLD ME TO TELL THEM I WAS 35 WHEN I FIRST STARTED THE JOB--

well, i fucked up.

IF MINSEOK DIDN'T STOP US WE WOULD'VE KISSED. why didn't i stop it? i don't know either. i feel like there's an angel on my right shoulder and a devil on my left, telling me how i should feel or think.

i don't like jinyoung, right? how could i like that little couch hog--

even though his smile is cute.

and his eyes.

and his voice.

and his hair.

and him.

FUCK.

i opened my mouth and let out a silent scream, so know one would hear and grabbed my hair in frustration.

i'm just gonna pretend nothing has happened at all.

i sighed and shook my head. why the fuck did i need that box again?

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"let's order food." i heard donghun say next to me, even though his voice was completely muffled by my thoughts.

"hyejin do you want spicy or fried chi--"

"i'M pERfeCtlY FINE!!!!!" i yelled, slapping my cheek. "i'M FiNe i'M FINE--"