«Just an Annoyance» Lee Donghyuck//Haechan

32: Awkward Conversations

Jeno's POV

Sunday, 3:40 p.m.

The last time I heard from Donghyuck was when he said that he returned Miyoung's clothes to her, and forgot her sock somewhere but couldn't find it.

Now, I'm outside, wondering what he's up to, working on Miyoung's truck. The sun is beating on me, and I'm practically dying of heat at this point. I take off my t-shirt and step in the shade while I text Donghyuck.

Me
3:45 p.m.
What're you up to?? I'm working on Miyoung's truck and some help would be really appreciated rn. I haven't heard from you since you said you lost Miyoung's sock and I'm starting to think that maybe you ate it and got poisoned or something. Lmk if you can come and help.

Lee dong
3:59 p.m.
Sure I can come over in maybe a half an hour or so? I gotta talk to you anyway.

Me
4:00 p.m.
You gotta talk to me? What happened?

Lee dong
4:00 p.m.
I'll tell you when I get there.

Me
4:01 p.m.
Alright.

I put my phone down and walk back to Miyoung's truck. I get back to work and wait for Donghyuck to get here.

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I see Donghyuck pull up my driveway and I wipe the grease off my hands.

He gets out of his truck and raises his eyebrows with a grin. "Shirtless Jeno, the ladies better cover their eyes." He hits my shoulder.

"Shut up." I put the rag I wiped my hands off with down, and lean against the side of Miyoung's truck. "What did you need to tell me?"

"Ah, about that." He scratches his head and rubs his eyes. His black eye is almost completely healed. "I may have... found Miyoung's sock?"

I shake my head confused. "Congratulations?"

"With her help?" He avoids my eyes.

I lick my lips and cross my arms. "What do you mean, with her help? I thought you haven't seen her."

"Well, yesterday she stopped by my house to give me my sweatshirts and things back. I told her that I lost one of her socks. And..." He drags out the a. "one thing led to another... and we kinda..."

"Kinda found her sock?" I fix my hair and wipe the sweat away from my forehead.

"Well, yea. But we also kinda... like, ya know... we uh, had sex." He drags the sentence out.

"You're kidding." I raise my eyebrows.

"No?" He looks at me again. "No."

"So like... then what?"

"Well we... ya know, then we fell asleep. She stayed the night, the next morning... we just... ya know... again."

"Again?" I shout while slightly smiling.

"Yes." He sighs. "And so then we just kinda stayed in bed, we talked about us," I cut him off.