timidity 》yuwin

11.

later on the same day
Yuta's pov:

"That's at least the third time you're telling me this story, Yuta!" Doyoung explodes and a few customers in the restaurant we're in turn their heads to us, but Doyoung doesn't stop "You don't have to repeat it, I get it! You met the boy and talked with him for like two minutes. Very exciting!"

"Hey! That was an importnt moment for us, okay?"

"Yeah sure. An important moment right in front of a trashcan... "

"Are you mocking me right now? I thought you were me friend Doyoung!" I blurt.

I didn't expect my friend to act like that when I'm absolutely serious. My mind is fully occupied with Sicheng right now. I've just made the first little step in order to get closer to him, so of course I'm excited.

"Okay okay, stop fake crying already. I won't make fun out of this anymore" Doyoung tries to calm me down.

"Anyway do you have any plans for this weekend? I heard Taeil is visiting his parents, so he will be out of town. Shall the two of us go somewhere too?" he suggests.

"Hmmm. Like where?" I reply while taking a sip of my coffee.

"I don't really know. I just don't want to spend time at home. Lately we did nothing besides playing games at your place" Doyoung nags and makes a funny face. He isn't even aware of how ridiculous he looks at the moment.

"That's not so bad tho. Playing games is cool"

"Oh com'on we should do something different from time to time!" he exclaims.

"Okay okay... then how about bowling?"

Last time I went bowling was ages ago and I suddenly got hyped up at the thought of going to a bowling centre again, but Doyoung, of course, had to ruin it:

"Nah, that's no fun unless were coming with a group of people. It will be too boring if it's just you and me"

"I see you're being picky now. Is there even something that can satisfy you?" I ask jokingly.

And then we hear a voice coming out of nowhere:

"He's got a point, you know. There are plenty of better options for a date. I bet he would prefer something more romantic... like having a picnic under the cherry blossom tree maybe?" 

"Ten!" Both of shout as he put his arms around us.

"Hey bro! I didn't notice you at all" I turn to Ten.

"Hmm maybe that's because you were too busy staring at Doyoung?"

"That joke was always lame and it got old already. You used to tease us like that back in highschool!" Doyoung chides Ten, but Ten only giggles.

"I just really think you guys match-"

"Shut up Ten, go to your boyfriend, he's waiting in the corner" I point in the direction where Johnny stands. He smiles and waves to us.

Johnny is such a soft guy after all.

"Ohh I seee. Bye guys. Let me know how did your date go, ok?" he winks to us, hurriedly shouts goodbye once again and starts running to his boyfriend. He jumps into Johnny's arms and that makes me think about Sicheng again. I wish someday Sicheng would smile at me happily, like Ten smiles at Johnny. I wish he would jump into my arms like that.

"In highschool he always annoyed me, but now I guess I got used to it"

"He's a funny guy, but he should stop shipping his friends, that's so weird" Doyoung replies. After a moment he smiles at me and adds:
"You probably were irritated with him in highschool because you didn't know how to retort"

"Me? You're totally talking about yourself. I always were better at retorting. Who are you trying to decieve?" I laugh.

Then an alarm starts blaring. It's my phone. 

"Eish I need to go! I promised not to be late anymore!"

"When does your shift end?" Doyoung asks.

"Why? Are you going to visit me? cute!"

"Seriously?! Are you starting to say same shit as Ten now..."

Before I answer I snort with laughter
"I'm working till 6pm. You're always welcome at the cafe, so make sure to come! There's not too many customers, so we'll be able to dicuss where we are going this weekend, ok?"

"Mhm. Go already!"

"See ya soon Doyoung!"

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This is such a shitty chapter...
I tried to make it better, but I failed.

I suck at writing dialogues because generally I suck at dialogues in real life.

Making small talk is a nightmare to me, so it's not a surprise that I can't write about it well.

I hate myself.
~noebedre