"I know who your crush is." You choked on a piece of grape and instantly gasped for air. His taunting laughter immediately beamed through the other side of the line.
Moments later in a timed remark, he added in amusement. "You okay there, babe?"
You...
Have you been forced to help babysit someone because you've been threatened?
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Right after school the next day, you found yourself being chased down the hallway by none other than satan's minion, Jihoon.
"Sol! Wait up," He hurried through the crowd of flocking students coming out of their classes as soon as the bell rang, signalling the end of classes for the day.
You whipped your head around and quickened your pace. Whatever it is you want today, I can't do it. My PUBG game session is waiting for me.
"Gosh, you are so freaking fast. Can you slow down a bit?" Jihoon heaved tired pants as he managed to catch your arm and pull you to the side where people weren't pushing against each other in the rush to get out of the building.
You pried his fingers off and gave him an offended look. "What do you want?"
"A favour," Jihoon answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Furrowing your eyebrows, you leaned against the wall in suspicion. Why would he need favours from you? "Why would you need a favour from me?" You asked, making the most out of your curiosity.
"Because," Jihoon breathed. "You're the only one who knows how to deal with it."
"With what exactly?"
Jihoon rubbed his nape sheepishly. He avoided your gaze and averted his wavering eyes somewhere else. "Babysitting."
You almost choked on your own spit. Gaping at him in disbelief, you crossed your arms. "Are you serious?"
"It's my cousin! My aunt and uncle are coming over tonight to take my parents out on some kind of adult-only reunion dinner. I just have to look after my cousin for a night and I have no experience with children whatsoever," Jihoon blurts them out in a single breath, so by the time he's done, he inhales deeply and grabs his water bottle to chug it all down his throat in one go.
Still confused and very much amused, you scoffed. "Brave of you to assume that I'm good with children." If anything, you were terrible with a capital T.
Seriously, why do they have to shout and cry all the time? My life is a whole mess, you don't see me crying.
"I can't call Woojin because he has dance classes tonight and the other guys are," He grimaces. "Horrible, out of the picture. And you're a girl so at least you'd be able to understand better."
You gave it a thought. You'd have to sacrifice your game time for something as trivial as babysitting, something you have never once in your life done before and was sure as hell certain that you were going to suck terribly at the job. And you aren't taking that risk.
"First of all, I'm terrible with children. They hate me, they always start crying as soon as I get within a few metres' perimeter with them and did I forget to mention that they hate me? So trust me honey, you'll be doing a better favour to your little cousin by not letting me accidentally set him on fire," you pursed your lips into a smile and patted his arm comfortingly before prancing out of the building.
