disclosure | park woojin

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It takes Hyungseob nearly the whole day to finish putting the house back together, including their hour lunch break in between. It's around six in the evening when he finishes putting the last of the front door together and in that instant, Hana's house is back in the state that it was a week ago. Her parents were supposed to return tomorrow and overcome with emotions at how willing Hyungseob was to do this for her (more specifically, for a stranger) even though it was at the request of his friends, not herself. She gives him a hug and thanks him endlessly for working throughout the day.

"Of course, Hana. It was a pleasure meeting you. I hope the next time I see you guys, you and Woojin are-"

Youngmin wraps a hand around Hyungseob's mouth to cut him off and grins. "Well! It was so nice to see you again Hyungseob, but I'm afraid it's time for you to go."

Hana suspiciously eyes Youngmin, knowing that he had already read Hyungseob's mind. At times like this, Hana wished she had a power like Youngmin's.

Hyungseob frowns, "Ah, you're right. This is goodbye for now, guys! We'll see each other again soon." As he passes by Woojin, he claps him on the back and leans in to whisper. Hana is too far to catch what he says and looks to Youngmin for information but he ignores her curious eyes.

Woojin nods and shakes Hyungseob's hand, "I will."

And with that, Hyungseob bounds out of the house and down the street. "I hope to see you again soon, Hana!" He waves his arms crazily that makes Hana laugh. She raises her hand to wave at him. "Thank you, Hyungseob. Come visit!"

He shoots finger guns at her. "I plan on it!"

When the night begins to settle over their city, Hana and Woojin walk back to his house together. She thinks about Hyungseob and how Woojin would flash a tight-lipped smile every time the former mentioned Hana. At this point, she's quite convinced it's because Woojin talks about her in a more... endearing way than he usually does around her. Feeling relief and comfort in the fact that her house is now in one piece, with a hint of hope from her feelings towards Woojin, she's in a light mood and nudges him with her shoulder. With no one else around, it was the perfect opportunity to ask him. "So... how does Hyungseob know so much about me?"

Woojin glances at her, obviously flustered at her question. "Yeah, uh... you're famous, I guess."

She leans in, hands clasped behind her back. Her arm is pressed against his, heat spreading from his always seemingly warm body to hers. "I mean, I don't mean to pry but are you talking about me because-"

"Because I like you, yes." Woojin interrupts, eyes still focused straight ahead. They seem to shake, darting from the oncoming cars to his feet to the bushes lining the sidewalk to his right. A smile blooms on Hana's face, her chest feeling full as her heart races. "I like you a lot and Hyungseob is one of my closest friends so I talk to him about it."

The confession is a lot more abrupt that she expected, but it's cute and definitely so much like him to have spit it out like that. But Hana is cheeky, so she presses on more. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I just did though." Woojin stops in his steps as she continues on, probably confused that she seemed to be oblivious to his confession. When she gets far enough and realizes he still hasn't moved to catch up, she turns around, head tilting in question. Still, she smiles.

Woojin stares back at her and raises his eyebrows. "You're not gonna say anything?" His voice is hesitant, expression almost afraid.

Hana breaks out into a laugh, feeling elated because it's about damn time she wasn't so confused about her feelings anymore. She doesn't have to constantly wonder how Woojin sees her, because it's been laid out clearly. He said he likes her; it can't get more simple than that, can it? She rocks back and forth from her heels to her toes. "Can't I just enjoy it for a bit?" She asks.