excuses, excuses ; junhoon

six

< a/n: aaaa sorry this is quite short,, i'm still crying over ymmd >

"LEE JIHOON, WHAT IS THIS?" Jeonghan screams from the other line. Jihoon puts the phone away from his ear, setting it down on the table. Loud.

"What's what?" Jihoon deadpans. It's eight in the morning, what's his boss so loud for?

He hears the sound of flipping papers. Jeonghan finally responds, "this."

"Jeonghan hyung, we're talking on the phone. I can't see it," Jihoon moves his phone around on the desk with his finger.

"Oh. Then come up to my office right now!" Jeonghan starts to yell again.

"Haven't you heard of video calling, hyung?"

"I'm too old for that. Come here right now."

Jihoon climbs up two flights of stairs just to see Yoon Jeonghan. He's tired.

"What do you want?" Jihoon kicks open the door, seeing Jeonghan and a few familiar folders on his desk.

"How many times do I have to tell you that you don't talk to your seniors like thatㅡ you what, it'll never work on you," Jeonghan sighs. He points to the W folder, "there's something in this folder that is very... interesting."

Jihoon's eyebrows lace together in confusion. How did he know I wrote something on Junhui'sㅡ

"I knew it! So you did write it," Jeonghan opens the folder to Junhui's paper. He reads out loud, "Likes. Lee Jihoon! Wow! Oh, by the way you said that out loud."

"Oh." Jihoon cracks a small nervous laugh, flustered. "Yeah... I found out recently."

"Did he confess to you? How can you be so sure - well, other than the fact he's all over the place for you?" Jeonghan continues to stare at the 'Lee Jihoon' in neat handwriting.

"Wait," Jihoon finally takes a seat across his senior, "what do you mean he's over the place for me?"

Jeonghan bursts into a coughing fit. "You seriously don't notice?"

"Aside from the overflowing flirts, what else is there? He's all words." Jihoon shifts in his seat uncomfortably.

"Wow, you really don't notice?" Jeonghan breathes out a heavy sigh. "First, didn't you notice how excited he was when you asked for his number? He was bragging to everyone that the Lee Jihoon was asking for his number."

Jihoon stays silent. Why didn't he notice that?

"Next," Jeonghan continues, "the flirting. Yes, he's a flirt; but to cut the crap, when he does it to you... it's a whole new level. He looks at you as if you were the whole galaxy. I mean, I don't blame him though," he shrugs, "you're pretty cute."

"I'm not - and I don't think he does that," Jihoon denies it. Once he realizes it, it's true: Junhui's face lights up whenever he sees him. Junhui's smile grows bright and his laugh feels so natural when he's around him.

"Alright alright, get back to work. I just wanted to clarify." Jeonghan does some sort of shoo hand gesture with both his hands.

"Wait, you knew all of this before?" Jihoon asks one more question. His head's full of questions, yet that's the only that he can afford to let out of his mouth.

His senior shrugs. "The whole office suspects it, Ji. I only called you to confirm it."