•🥀GOOD MEETS BAD .21🥀•
"Wonpil you can't stay in your room all day." Lee nagged, trying to get her usually productive friend, out of his room. Something, she thought she'd never have to do, ever. The brown haired boy rubbed his eyes and sighed, still heartbroken from the realistic blow from the other day.
"I'm sorry Lee. I guess you're right." The boy muttered, as he stretched out his limbs and ruffled his hair.
"Let's go get some fresh air hm? Then I'll go buy you ice cream. Sounds good?"
"You mean it??"
"Of course pil. You're my best friend!" The two exchanged smiles, the mood beginning to clear up again, when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it. Go get dressed Wonpil." The boy nodded before Lee headed off to go open the door. She quickly went down the stairs in a hurry, and finally arrived at the door. She dusted her palms on her pants before opening the door to reveal the person she'd never expect to see again.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
Dowoon.
"I need to talk to Wonpil."
"There is no way I'm letting you talk to him. Listen here, what makes you think you can just play around with him and break his heart, only to come back to him?! You're toxic!"
"Listen Miranda—"
"It's Lee! I don't want you around Wonpil. You're no good for him." Lee said through gritted teeth, her patience for the boy running out.
"Lee? Who's at the door?"
"Nobody pili! I'll be right there in a sec!"
"Pili?" Dowoon muttered, earning a glare from Lee.
"What about it?"
"Lee I'm coming over."
"No I got it covered Wonpil!"
"Actually, it would be pretty great if you—" with that, Lee slammed the door in his face, not giving him the chance to finish his own sentence.
"Lee who was that?"
"No one~~ I don't think it's right to go out right now."
"Why not? Is there something wrong?"
"Um it's just, it's too cold out and I don't want you to catch a cold and—"
"Don't be silly Lee! It's perfectly fine." Wonpil walked past the girl, letting out a small giggle on his way to the door. Lee tried her past to grab his arm away, but to her avail, it didn't work out.
"Wonpil please don't go out."
"Lee you're being ridiculous. Let's go~~" and right then and there, Lee couldn't do anything but watch Wonpil open the door to reveal the thing she was trying to hide him from.
"Oh..Dowoon..."
"Can we talk?"
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