"We are all here for a reason Choi Y/N," he stared you down. "You're an idiot if you think this is a coincidence."
"I can assure you, this was all an accident," you glared viciously at your roommate. "Why would I mix myself up with people like you?"...
"Smoke a little weed on the couch in the back room hideaway."
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You studied your younger cousin's features. Yes, your cousin. Your cousin who was actually your cousin and not just someone one grew up being told was your cousin. He was your father's brother's son. Your blood.
His hair, which was once dark brown, was now an electric blue color. He was taller, an inch or two taller than the last time you'd seen him. He was skinnier than he was when he'd left too.
Yeonjun actually ran away three months before you could. It had been half a year since you had last seen him. Half a year and it had seemed like ten.
You sat across from him, Minghao and Johnny on either side of you, Wonpil and Chaewon on either side of him. His arm was around Chaewon the same way Minghao's was wrapped around you.
'Oh, I see,' you thought to yourself.
"Na Y/N," Minghao shook you out of your thoughts. "Meet, Park Chaewon, Kim Wonpil, Son Wendy, and Lee Yeonjun."
Lee Yeonjun was Choi Yeonjun's errand name. His version of Na Y/N.
You slowly made eye contact with each person, slightly bowing your head.
"Chaewon, Wonpil, Wendy, and Yeonjun," Minghao spoke once again. "This is Na Y/N."
They all bowed their heads back.
"I'm Hoseok's roommate," you explained to them. "It's nice to meet you all."
"Y/N, this is Chaewon," Jimin introduced us personally. "As you've probably picked up on, she's my little sister."
She smiled and leaned over the table and shook your hand.
"Hi, Y/N!" she smiled happily, her high returning. "I'm Chaewon, but I guess you already knew that."
You chuckled at the high girl, she was like a hamster on coke. Her eyes darting back and forth excitedly, her words sped up by the excitement.
"This is my boyfriend, Yeonjun," she giggled and took a hit from the wax pen she was holding.
'Boyfriend?'
"Hi," you looked at him and held out your hand.
"Hey," he spoke awkwardly as he shook your hand.
The two of you let go of each other but held your eye contact. His eyebrows creased in confusion as if to ask, 'What are you doing here?'
You looked at him with the same expression.
"Y/N, this is Wendy," Seulgi spoke, breaking your eye contact. "And her lovely boyfriend, Wonpil," she spoke mockingly.
