𝗺𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 ᶜˢʸ

four

LEE HYERIN

"thanks for letting me borrow your clothes kyungmi." i said gratefully stepping out of the bedroom in the dry clothes she gave me.

"no problem! my brother can be real ass sometimes. we all learn that at same points in our lives." she chuckled, sitting on the bed next to mirae.

"kyungmi, can i bride your hair?" mirae asked.

kyungmi motioned with her hand, allowing mirae to do whatever. she sat behind kyungmi and played with her brown hair. i started brushing thrugh my hair and put it into a nice braid that laid on my shoulder.

"you do realize what you gotten into right?" kyungmi suddenly asked.

i looked at her, confused. "what?"

she sighed. "dating my brother isn't really going to be easy. you know wht right?" she gave me a hopeful look, like she was actually warning me about something important.

"what? oh god no. i will never date seungyoun. ever." i exclaimed. although that though isn't revolting me to me as it had been before. when i first met him, i admit i thought that he was handsome but i never really thought of liking him in that way. oh my god- i sound like emotional high school student.

"are you sure?" kyungmi raised her eyesbrows. "he obviously likes you and you act as if you like him back. and plus, i know my brother. he can get any girl to like him."

"okay so youre saying is that hes a fuckboy huh?" i asked optimistically.

she laughed. "no, trust me. my brother is a lot of things but hes definitely not a fuckboy."

we sat there in silence for a bit. except i like the silence. talking about these kinds of things, isn't what i do often. i mostly talk about soomin's funny sex experiences, and talk about annoying people we met at places like shops or dinners.

"if you don't mind me asking, why would it be trouble if i did start dating him?" i asked.

both of them got really quiet and still. finally, mirae answered me. "why don't you just go ask seungyoun what he does for a living." kyungmi elbowed his friend in the ribs, signaling her to stop talking.

i stared at the two "i might just do that then." i concluded.

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i knocked on the door to seungyoun's bedroom. the door was cracked opened but i still didnt want to just walk in. "come in!" he yelled.

i walked in and saw seungwoo, junho, and seungwoo sitting on the bed. all of their faces lit up when they saw me. "what do you need? i'll do anything!" seungwoo practically yelled as i winced at his loud voice.

"actually, i was here for seungyoun." i said sort of shyly. seungwoo frowned but the other boys laughed.

"and hes out!" junho said in fake sports announcer's voice. seungwoo stomped out of the room and pushed past me on the way out.

seungyoun, who is still laughing for some reason came up and wrapped an arm around my waist. "and this, is why your the best girl in the world."

i shook my head to clear my thoughts. "what just happened here?"

both boy shut up and looked at each other. "nothing!". after a slight pause, seungyoun spoke. "so uh what do you need?"

i thought for a second. "oh uh, nothing. it can wait for later. have you seen my phone anywhere?"

seungyoun and junho shuffled through the bed until they found my phone. junho handed it to me and i thanked him.

"im gonna head home. soomin is probably worried sick about me."

"sure! i'll drive you." seungyoun smiled pulling his keys out of his pocket. "no, i can drive you! come on hyerin lets go!" junho said while standing up.

i raised an eyebrows at them. what are they doing? jesus, boy will forever remain a mystery to the world.

seungyoun ran up to junho and pushed him to the ground, then sprinted over and picked me up bridle style and carried me out to the drive way. "hang on let me call soomin real quick." i said.

he gave me a thumbs up. "okay! im gonna get the motorcycle out of the garage."

the phone rang for only two second before soomin answered. "oh thank god youre okay! where are you? where did you go? taeyong came by this morning and i stayed here all day waiting for you! i couldnt get him to leave! ive called you four tines and text you twenty times, why didnt you answer?!" she sounded like she was crying.

"im sorry soomin. i promise ill explain everything when i get home. as for taeyong, tell him im on my way." i responded through the phone.

there was a slight pause on the other pause on the other end. "youre not going to forgive him dont you?"

before i could answer, seungyoun came out of the garage with his motorcycle. "look we can talk about this later okay? im heading home righr now."

"okay i'll see you soon, bye."

"bye." with that, i hung up the call.

seungyoun pulled up beside me and i got on. "what? no helmets?" i asked. "nope." he smirked. "that is highly unsafe." i joked.

"my mistake, but you should probably hold on to me. we're going pretty fast."

"nah i'll be fine." i insisted.

of course i was wrong. i always try and be cool but then something always happens to ruin my moment.

he started to ride and did a wheely. i would have fallen off if i hadnt wrapped my arms around him thightly. "told you." he said smugly.

"shut up."