All Because Of her || A WenRene Novel

Impossible - [Wendy]

I can't sleep again. I can't stop thinking about what Joy said. The memory plays in my head again.

"I feel like that with Sungjae, Wendy," she said.

"What?" I asked.

She didn't answer me. She just called me an idiot. That means she must know something that I don't. What am I failing so horribly to see?

I roll to the other side of my bed to get my phone. I open it and do the first thing that comes to my mind when I can't sleep. Text Irene.

W: are you awake?

She doesn't respond. Maybe she's asleep. That's odd, it's midnight, and from what I know she doesn't usually go to sleep until one. Should I go check on her? 

No, that's weird. If she's sleeping, then I should let her sleep. But I want to talk to her so I can fall back asleep again. My phone beeps.

I: sorry I didn't see the text, I had my phone on silent

I: can't sleep again?

W: yeah

I: what's up?

W: well, Joy said something kinda weird today

I: what did she say?

W: well, I think I'm kinda attached to someone

W: like I sometimes just wanna run up to them and give them a huge hug

W: and when I asked Joy if she felt anything like that about me or the others she was like

W: I feel like that with Sungjae

W: and then when I asked her what she meant she just laughed to herself and called me an idiot

It takes a while for Irene to respond.

I: you can't sleep because you don't know what she meant?

W: ik, it's stupid, but yea

I: it's not stupid, it's about your feelings

I: do you want me to come to your room? I'm right next to you anyway lmao

W: sure

A few seconds later, the bathroom door opens and Irene walks in. I turn on the lamp on my bedside table and look at Irene. I've never seen her in her pyjamas. She's wearing a long black shirt that stretches just to her thighs. Is she wearing pants? Oh, God. The thought makes my cheeks get warm.

Irene notices me staring and looks down. "Oh. Sorry. I forgot I was wearing this," she says. She tucks her shirt into small black shorts that are revealed to be underneath the shirt. I let out a sigh of relief as my cheeks cool down. Irene takes a seat on my bed. "So?"

"I don't know," I sit up. "Do you have any idea what she may have meant?"

"Sungjae's Joy's boyfriend, isn't he?" Irene asks. 

"Yeah," I say.

"And you said that you just randomly want to hug this person sometimes," Irene says. "And when you asked Joy about it, she said she felt like that with her boyfriend, which is someone she obviously likes."

"And?" I ask.

Irene laughs although she doesn't look happy. "You really are an idiot. You like someone."

"What?" I ask. "That can't be right."

"Why not?" Irene asks, twiddling her fingers. "Just accept it. It'll be harder to deal with if you ignore your feelings."