Hoyeon's POV
I regained myself for about two minutes before I followed back in inside Jisung's room. He was playing with.. Jihoon's phone? "Hey, Jisung." He looked at me and I pointed at the phone he was holding. "Is that Jihoon's?"
He nodded. "Yep. No need to take it back 'till he returns here. He have no calls so, yeah." I shook my head and rolled my eyes. I walked towards him and accidentally sat on the bed. "Oops, sorry." I muttered. I stood up to go to the couch but Jisung grabbed my arm.
"No, it's okay. I don't mind." I smiled and made myself comfortable on the bed. As I was scrolling through my Tumblr feed, a knock was on the door.
"Come in," Jisung said and my blood flowed with rage when I saw who it was. I stood up from the bed and faced her. "What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice stern. I tried not to use my rude accent.
She bowed. "I-I'm sorry for coming on such short notice. I just want to check on him." I scoffed and folded my arms. "There's no checking here. Haven't you had enough of seeing with him for the past few days?"
She faced me. "It's coincidental, Hoyeon," Sooji said softly. She looked at Jisung. "It's coincidental, isn't it, Jisung?" I walked towards her and grabbed her arm almost harshly, and I didn't mean it, though.
I'm just scared that Jisung's head might hurt because of recalling memories he can't remember.
"We'll talk outside. Don't drag Jisung into this." It was clear she didn't know what happened to him. I dragged her out of the room and shut the door close.
"He has amnesia." I snapped as soon as we were alone in the hallway. Her eyes widened. "What? Really?" I nodded. "He got into a car accident.. because of me." I said and covered my face with my hands to cry.. again.
I felt Sooji tap my shoulder. "It's okay. It's not your fault, it's mine," I removed my hands and looked at her. "If I haven't showed up on the same places where Jisung was, then you wouldn't have doubted him. I should have been more considerate on your relationship,"
She smiled. "He really looked happy with you, Hoyeon. I moved on from Jisung a long time ago. I know, you're scared to lose him again. I never wanted any of this to happen. I was so desperate to be forgiven. I should be the one to be sorry."
I sniffed. "So, Jisung was true all along? Oh, of course he is, stupid. He promised you that he'd never lie to you." I told myself. "Jisung is a type of person that is not afraid to commit," Sooji said.
I sighed and hugged myself. "You can say that again. Ugghhh, I hate myself so much." Sooji just rubbed my back. "Anyway, I'm not angry at neither of you two now. I got rid of that event." She chuckled.
"I'm so sorry, Sooji. I shouldn't have blamed it all on you. It's not your fault." She held my shoulders. "Let's be real. It's both our fault. I want to help on fixing things but I want you to have your man back, all alone for yourself," She held my hands.
"Can I trust you?"
I smiled and nodded. "I know you can slowly bring back his memories. Trust yourself," She took a step back. "Well, I know his whereabouts now. Take care of him, okay? You, too. Bye." She waved her hand and left.
I opened the door and Jisung was there, still looking confused. I'm glad he didn't eavesdrop on our conversation or else he will hurt his head really bad. "Hoyeon, who was she?"
"She used to be your ex-girlfriend." His mouth formed into an 'o'. He touched his head but he shrugged. "Head didn't hurt. Why is that?" I put a finger on my chin. "Maybe it won't affect much if it's the past. She's not your girlfriend anymore so I think that's it."
"Then who's my girlfriend now?"
I went dead silent. I looked at him and mustered up all the courage to say, "You're single."
For now.
He looked at me and smirked. Ugh, damn you, Park Jisung. "I don't think so." I zipped my mouth shut and silently sat on the couch. "Yes, you are." I said as fast as I could.
He shrugged. "Whatever you say." He finally dropped the topic and we focused on our own businesses.
"Was she really my ex, though?" He asked. I looked at him and nodded. "Yeah, why?" He chuckled and rubbed his nape awkwardly. "Seeing her now, I don't find her pretty."
I laughed. "It's okay to say it out loud. She's not here anyway." I said matter-of-factly. "You're prettier." He suddenly said.
I waved a hand and shrugged it off. "Oh, your usual jokes, Jisung. I got used to them now." I froze when he added, "No, really. I told you before, didn't I?"
Jesus, can this man zip his mouth for one minute and not spit flattering words?
After a few more minutes of staying, I stood up and said, "I'm going home." I grabbed for the door but Jisung suddenly spoke up. "You're leaving me.. alone?" I looked at him and sighed. "You're not a kid anymore, aren't you?"
"Yeah, but, it's lonely here.." He said glumly. I really wanted to leave now and an idea popped in my head.
I walked towards him with a smile. I placed my hands on his knees and looked at him in the eyes. "Do you want to sneak out with me?" I asked in a low voice.
"What?"
"I said, do you want to sneak out with me? Like go to the mall or the playground, anywhere. Of course, we won't go too far," I grinned. "Are you in?"
He smirked back. "I'd love some good sneaking."
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A/N:
sorry for the short chapter >///<
-BAEHYUCKS
