Two Love ♥ || TWICE x READER

[11]

"Here", Seung-wan took out her wallet, suddenly handing me $40

"Why are you giving me this?"

"Go buy me some tteokbokki from the convenience store. You can buy something for yourself as well".

I figured. Sis never offers or dares to give me money out of free will. No matter how much I plead and beg, she is just one stingy bitch. So I knew this was nothing more than a lazy request for me to buy her food.

"And why would I get up from my already warm seat? Just so you can have some food?!", I faced my attention to the movie we were watching. Not caring if she was blatantly shooting me cold glares that could turn me to stone with her Medusa wannabee ass self.

"Because...", her hand tightly gripped my ear, making me to grit my teeth and yelp. "If you don't do as I say... I'll tell Mina all your dirty little secrets". 

I gulped, knowing full and well that Seung-wan was playing with fire. Tsk, she's a really bad girl.

"Y-you... You'll regret threatening me like this", I slapped her hand off of me and lazily stood up from the couch. A part of me wanting to throw the tv remote at her face, the other realizing that I wasn't ready to die just yet. So instead of causing a big scene, I went to grab my jacket while heading out the door and into the freezing cold wind. . .while she sits on the warm couch doing nothing.

Chief called, said this ain't it.

[. . .]

Aish! There's too many choices to choose from! Why the hell do they have 20 different flavors of Ramune!? And who the hell would drink a red chili ramune? What does that even taste like!?

My face scrunched up in frustration as I glared at the intimidating drinks staring back at me in the cooling refrigerator. Bothered and confused on why I'm getting worked up over something so simple...

"Whatever", I groaned while reaching for the original flavor of ramune, but stopped when someone's hand went for the same drink.

Who dare try to go after my ramune!?

I slowly turned to face them, seeing that the person was wearing a bright ass glittery pink tracksuit. Looking like Jojo Siwa had just waltzed into 7-11.

"Are you going to get that, or...?", her voice whispered against my neck, causing me to gulp.

Despite her god awful outfit, this lady was absolutely gorgeous. She was so gorgeous that I didn't realize that my mouth was wide open as I stared into her eyes. Totally not wanting to blind myself from her shimmering tracksuit.

"I guess I'll just take it then", her eyes averted and that was when I finally snapped out of my pathetic daydreaming.

"I can't let you do that", my hand stopped her as she tried to reach for my raume.

She scoffed. "Who do you think you are?", her voice raising as she glared at me with an obvious look of irritation expressing on her face.

"I'm Park Y/N. And you?", I gleefully smiled hoping it would lighten the mood.

"I--Uh", she stuttured and I could see a slight tint of red showing on her ears.

"Pardon?", my head titled as I waited patiently for her name.

Seconds passed and the atmosphere suddenly turned awkward as I realized we were still touching hands. I quickly removed my hand off of her.

"S-sorry... Didn't realize we were sti--"

"Nayeon... My name is Im Nayeon"

Oh? That's a cute name. Befitting for a cute person like herself.