Do You Love Me Like The Way I Love You? || SF9

Episode 32: Good Guy

Inseong's POV
A day later, at SF9's apartment, Inseong is still in possession of Youngja's MP3 player. He is perplexed as to who the owner of that lovely, melancholic singing voice belongs to, thinking it might be Youngja but he isn't quite sure if he should trust his gut feeling.

Hearing the song once again flow through my earphones, I paused it halfway, perplexed as to who that lovely, melancholic voice could belong to. Mysterious, though she is, I couldn't help but think of Youngja-ssi whenever I listened to it. Maybe I'm just thinking about her too much? I'm not quite sure.

"Hyung," Dawon stated as he took the lollipop he was sucking on out of his mouth. "Watcha listening to?"

Shoot!

"Oh, it's nothing..." I lied, hoping that he wouldn't hear my voice crack. My voice getting higher usually happens during points in which I do lie, my fellow members can really tell if I was lying or not and call me out on it. Knowing Dawon, he might actually think that I'm telling the truth. Cautiously, I hid the MP3 player in my jeans's back pocket, hoping he wouldn't see it.

"Uh huh, sure!" Dawon said in response, crossing his arms. He glimpsed at me from head to toe, closely went up to my face, and then watched as I turned around as he tried to observe me even closer. "Oh! What's that?" Dawon pointed at my jeans's back pocket, the MP3 player's black case sticking out in the corner.

Hurriedly, I tried covering the device, hoping that no one would ask any further questions. "I-It's nothing!" I stuttered.

"Hyung!" Dawon whined. "Tell me what it is or else I'll tell on uri leader!"

Rolling my eyes directly at Dawon, I reluctantly took the MP3 player out of my jean pocket and simply watched as he stared at me. "Wow!" Dawon said, grabbing the MP3 player quickly out of my grasp. "Talk about old technology!" He examined the little device and released a little chuckle. "Still, you didn't answer my question, Hyung!"

"What question?"

"I asked you who you're listening to!"

"Oh, I don't know, actually..."

"How can you not know?"

"It doesn't seem to be a song any of us are familiar with..." As my voice trailed off, I let Dawon listen in on the song by placing one of the earphones in his ear. "See what I mean?" Pausing the music, I waited for Dawon's response.

"To be honest, it kinda sounds like Youngja-ssi..."

"So, I'm not delusional like I thought!"

"I don't know, Hyung," Dawon laughed. "Maybe we're both pretty delusional,"

"Delusional?" Chani suddenly appeared in front of us, seemingly from out of nowhere. "About what?"

Hesitant, Dawon glimpsed over at me. Doing the same, we both stared at Chani in unison. "Ah, uri maknae..." Dawon's voice trailed off as he put an arm around Chani's shoulders. "How long have you been standing there?" He whispered into Chani's ear.

"Does it matter?" Chani quickly shrugged Dawon's arm off of him and turned to face the both of us. "I heard you guys say something about Youngja-ssi... What's up?"

"Chani, it's nothing..." I said as I put my hand on his head, patting it gently.

"Nah!" Dawon said with a mischievous smile. "Inseong hyung found this MP3 player and he thinks that this song's singer might be Youngja-ssi..."

Dawon, do you ever shut your mouth?

Rolling my eyes at Dawon and holding back from trying to punch him, I slowly nodded in response to his statement.

"You think the singer might be Youngja-ssi?" Chani asked, crossing his arms. Sighing, he glimpsed over at the clock.

"Yeah, 'cuz like, the voice kinda sounds like her..." said Dawon. "It's weirdly similar!"

"Anyways, I better go..." Chani grabbed his backpack off of the living room sofa.

"Go where?" I asked. I was concerned for his safety. It's almost 10 PM, where could he possibly go at this late of an hour?

"I'm meeting up with a friend of Taemin's,"

"Oh, is it that one trainee guy from his group? asked Dawon.

"Yeah, but they all have recently debuted. But he did say he wanted to talk to me about something. Oh-!" Chani turned to Hwiyoung, of whom was sorting some DVDs in front of the TV. "Hyung!"

Hwiyoung, alert, turned to face Chani. "Yeah?"

"He was wondering if you would like to come along..."

"Umm sure, I mean..."

And with that, Chani and Hwiyoung left the apartment.

I really hope nothing bad happens...

Chani's POV
At the Bingo Entertainment café, Chani and Hwiyoung wait patiently for one of Taemin's old group mates.

"Chani, just who are we meeting?" Hwiyoung hyung asked of me as he sipped on his iced Americano. "He really is taking a while..."

"Just be patient, Hyung," I said with a nervous laugh following right after. Taemin's old friend and group mate Jiho said that he wanted to meet with both me and Hwiyoung hyung. He didn't specifically tell me what he wanted to talk about, however. But, Hwiyoung hyung was right, he sure is taking a while. "I'm pretty sure they just got done with dance practice. After all, they are a rookie group,"

"Oh, by the way..."

"Yeah, Hyung?"

"You never did tell me this guy's name..."

"Oh! It's Jiho! Yang Jiho..."