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''No! I swear to my life it wasn't me!''
''Sure, sure! Your name is Kim Jisoo, am I right??''
''Wait, how do you know my name?!''
''Well, my parents abandoned me for fucking a girl named Kim Jisoo and getting her pregnant! They even sent me a picture of you!''
And there they were, arguing about who was right. And a confused Jaemin next to the disaster. Remember, it was nearly 2 am and they were screaming on top of their lungs.
''Hey, guys, calm down. People want to sleep here--''
And they both looked at the calm boy. It sent shivers down Jaemin's spine, as if he's going to die from their stares alone.
''Jaemin-ah, go home, please. This is something very important and personal. Here's my number if you want to call me.''
Doyoung had calmed again but looked at the now upright standing woman. And Jaemin had disappeared into the darkness.
''Hey, look. I can explain...''
''What is there to explain??''
''I have been single my entire life and my parents wanted to get me a boyfriend! And they thought you suited me and they told your parents that lie! I don't have anything to do with that! And I'm not even pregnant..''
''Then why are you crying??''
''Because my parents just told me what they did! I sometimes saw you with your friends and thought you are pretty damn cool, and I thought we could be friends some day; You seem like someone I could find myself befriend although I have only one friend-- And when my parents told me what they did I thought you hated me!
''Oh... I'm sorry for shouting at you, then--''
''No. I'm sorry for what my parents did, we really need to talk to both of our parents.''
Doyoung spun around and faced the direction Jaemin stood at just five minutes ago and remembered he told him to leave. He reached for his phone and started to go through his texts.
''My parents won't believe me. You don't know them. They are always searching for reasons to hate me. They won't believe me if I'd say all of this wouldn't be true.''
''Then I'll tell them. Or get my parents to talk to them.''
''There's no denying in that''
''So that's a deal? Ah by the way, if you need to talk to me here's my phone number. You look pretty down though, who's texts are you going through?''
''Why does everybody seem to be able to read my fucking mind??''
''Maybe you're just easy to read. Anyways, who is it?''
''A friend of mine.. I accidentally let out my anger at him. Aish I hope he's ok..''
''Go apologize if you feel bad.''
''You don't know how hard it is for me to do that''
''Welp, imma let you handle that on your own. I don't know you so I can't really help you with that.''
''Okay. I'm going home now, starting to feel a bit tired.''
''Alright. Byebye!''
''Bye Jisoo''
So both parties walked off into different directions. Doyoung to his house and Jisoo to what seems like another, abandoned park.
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He called him six times already.
Yes, Taeil was still awake. Aka he just woke up and decided to call his long-time crush to talk to the younger.
Of course Doyoung would still be awake, he usually goes to sleep at five. So why wasn't the younger answering his calls?
What even happened to Doyoung?
Taeil wanted to apologize although there was no need to. He hadn't done anything wrong.
But he felt like he still had to apologize. Maybe he did something that made the boy mad at him?
But Taeil hadn't done nor said anything that could've been offensive to the younger.
So he got to the conclusion.
Doyoung is weird.
Not in a bad way, no. In fights Taeil would always be the first to apologize if he did something wrong. If not, he would quietly and calmly tell the other what they did wrong.
But with Doyoung, he would always apologize, no matter if he had done something wrong or not.
His whole attitude changed whenever Doyoung's shining personality would fill up his mind.
''Doyoung-ah, what are you doing to me?''
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