Sun & Moon

SIXTEEN

Something is bothering Doyoung and as usual, he cannot seem to figure out what it is. His stomach feels heavy as if it's a jar filled with stones. It's as if a fly is buzzing around his neck, its flittering wings tickling the small hairs there. He bites his lip and focuses on the road, but his mind is astray to thoughts of Taeyong.

"Your friend is cute," Heiran says. She applies lip gloss by looking at the side mirror on the passenger side. She smacks her lips together and continues. "I'm surprised you know someone like that."

Doyoung rolls his eyes. "That person is just like you. I thought dealing with you is enough, but now there's double the annoyance."

"You say that, but here you are, hanging out with me instead of working."

Doyoung sighs to himself. Normally, he would not have blown off work to help a friend look for dresses, especially when he doesn't know much about the subject. But it feels like he hasn't seen Heiran in so long that there's an anxious feeling of losing out an opportunity to talk with her again. Being with her now is like barely catching onto a kite string before the wind carries it far away.

"Is there anything specific you want for a wedding present?"

"I like this car. Is it new?"

Doyoung can't help but chuckle to himself. "Yes. But you can have it."

Heiran smiles. "That was easy. But then again, you have more cars than I have fingers and toes." She hums to herself for a bit before talking again. "Your friend was waiting for you."

"He was. And then he left."

"I think he may have developed a little crush on me."

Doyoung almost chokes on nothing. "As if." Heiran laughs because she's joking, but the thought makes his stomach turn. He can't figure out why, but he's uncomfortable about it. So he stops thinking about it and drives to the dress boutique in silence.