"I never thought I'd say this, but I'm jealous."
"It's beautiful, but backless, Via?"
"Yup, that's not 'inviting' at all."
"Can it, Chris. There's no need to put your two 'man' sense, into this."
"Chill. He's right."
"Sorry, Min. I just jumped at the idea. You know how long we've been wanting to get you into a dress like that and when Jumin-"
"Jumin asked 'specifically' for this type of dress?"
"In not so many words, yes."
Ah. I see. Actually I don't. I'm not bothered by it either, but still-
"Get me a cute blazer to wear over it."
"Aw, c'mon. I finally have a reason to call you sexy back."
"When do you ever need a reason to call us anything?"
"Min, are you here?" He's back early. With the sofa blocking my view, I hear rustling of some bags being placed on the table.
"I'll talk to guys later, bye."
I quickly hang up and toss the phone in the pile of clothes, on the floor with me.
"Yeah, what's up?" I ask, taking one of my shirts and continue to neatly fold my clothes into the luggage. He comes around from the kitchen with a look of puzzlement on his face.
"Finally decided to move up into the bedroom?"
What?
"Knew you couldn't help yourself." He folds his arms across his chest, leaning against the back of the sofa, a cute little smirk plays at his lips and I tell you it's enough to make women swoon all over him. Lucky for me, I'm not one of those women. Excuse me...
"What if I am?" I counter, with a playful smile of my own. It's getting easier and easier. Zen's face flushed, almost immediately, a bright red. Like, what did I say?
Shaking my head to our silliness,"Here." I toss over one of my blouses. "Help me fold."
Almost done with this, when my notifications rings.
Chris-
You forgot to hang up the phone, genius.My eyes trail to the top bar and the little phone symbol staring right back at me. Oh great.
With my index finger I ask Zen to give me a minute while I face this.
"You know, it's considered rude in some cultures to ease drop."
"Kat snatched the phone from me, sorry."
Kat being Kat.
"Hey, where is she?"
"Not sure. She was here a second ago."
"Okay, message me when you find her. Bye."
"Bye. Take care of yourself."
And this time I make sure the phone's call is hung up.
"So, why are you packing your stuff?"
"Well, ya know, with Mc going back to Saeran's place. I'm-"
"-going back to Celest's." He completes my sentence with his brows furrowed and a sweet smile etched on his face.
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Mystic Song
Fanfiction❝ They say the past has a funny way of catching up to you.❞ ❝ I am not amused. ❞ She never would have guessed that a game she once played, a game with a mysterious story, a 'Game' with characters she fell in love with to ever be 'their' story, to ev...