Aphenphosmphobia » k.jw & w.yh

twenty six.

"Even the most beautiful beings have fears too."

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The Wong's residence were chaotic that certain Saturday morning, not only that, they were chaotic but at the same time, they were completely organized. Mrs. Wong outdid herself, and cleaned up all of the nooks and crannies inside and outside the house.

The plants were generously watered, the shelves properly dusted, the books arranged by color, the pictures on full display, to cut it short, the living room was flawless. So was the kitchen, the porch, the multiple bathrooms, and the backyard. When you come upstairs, that's when chaos comes in.

Even if the guest, ehem, Jungwoo, wasn't really gonna be in their rooms, well, no one knows, Mrs. Wong obligated her two sons to clean their rooms up. Yukhei did, of course, and while he was cleaning up, he found old things that he dedicated hours and hours to search, but ended up not finding it, and now, when he doesn't need it anymore, he eventually found it.

He made sure that his room was clean and decent when he walked out, it was just about 8 in the morning, but they were all wide awake. Usually, Yukhei wakes up at lunch, but today was a special day, so he had set up an alarm to wake up early.

"Yukhei," The said male looked up, his Mom standing there, with a feather duster on her hands. "Go help your Dad."

"Why?"

"He's taking the groceries inside. Help him." The teenager doesn't even get the chance to answer or to decline, when his Mom walked away, dusting the shelves for probably the fourth time that morning.

Yukhei sighed, and stood up, opening the front door, seeing the multiple bags of groceries being unloaded from his Dad's car. The teenager massaged his temples as he walked closer to the bags, bringing them inside two by two's. Ah, they're acting like the President will come here.

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Meanwhile, Jungwoo was equally stressing out. He was literally freaking out. He couldn't stop looking at the clock, and back at his phone, waiting for his friends' reply. Ting. In an instant, his eyes were glued onto the screen of his phone, seeing Taeil's reply.

"Casual?" He voiced his thoughts, he looked back, and stared at his closet. How casual? Jungwoo sighed before standing up, running his hands through the hung up clothes.

Maybe a white shirt? Black pants? Wouldn't I look boring? Oh Lord, help me. Jungwoo thought, but he still settled on those, he had a wide range of colors and designs, but he wasn't having the confidence to wear those today. Again, he wasn't confident any other day.

Yukhei was picking him up by 10, and it's nearly 9. I have one hour to– I only have one hour! He dashed inside the bathroom, jumping out of his clothes and taking a quick shower, thinking of a nice way to introduce himself. Hi, I'm Jungwoo. Too plain. Hey, future Mom and Dad. Nope. Just nope. Hey, hey? Will I sound disrespectful? H-Hi. Don't stutter. Jungwoo was literally having a mental breakdown when he heard his phone ringing.

He wrapped a towel around himself and ran to get his phone, almost slipping, but he quickly held on the frame of his bed, before sliding his finger on the damned screen of his phone, immediately pressing it on his ear.