~Made in Japan~

Chapter 13

Y/N POV

I wake up to the horrid sound of my alarm clock going off. "What the heeecckckckk" I groan and slam my hand on my phone to turn it off. I sit up on my bed, leaning myself again the headboard.

"My gosh yesterday was eventful" I mumble whilst rubbing my eyes. Just yesterday I fought with Wooseok, met whoever the guy was, AND went out with Yuto. "Gosh Japan is craaaazzzzyy," I drag my words out and stumble out of bed, making my way to the kitchen to get something to eat.

I start to make pancakes, my favorite breakfast food since as far as I can remember. I smile while mixing the batter, thinking of all the memories I had in the kitchen with my dad making breakfast every Saturday. The air always smelt like bacon and pancakes, and I always ate all the pancakes. I laugh at the old memories of myself and pour the batter on the pan.

Sighing and stretching my body out, I reflect more on what happened yesterday. I mean, WOW. "Now I-should I apologize?" I whisper to myself, gnawing and chewing on my nails.

"He probably knew we HAD a thing...I don't know I just feel bad but I DONT want him to get the wrong idea" I talk to the pancakes on the stove, watching the bubbles form on top, notifying me that they need to be flipped. As I flip the pancakes I get an idea, "what if I just bring Yuto pancakes...and let Wooseok have some? That way he doesn't get the wrong idea...but enough to where we're cool now...that should work right?" I chat with the new batter being put on the stove.

"right Y/n that should work!" giving the pancakes a voice.

"Thanks pancakes" I reply back, flipping the pancakes.

Gosh I'm going crazy

Wooseok POV

I've been in my bed ALL DAY. After the shoot when Y/n yelled at me. I-I felt guilty. I know that she and Yuto had a thing. I KNEW but...You know when you can't help yourself from doing something? It was like that....it just kinda happened.

I haven't eaten either. Not that it REALLY matters it's only been a day... but still...

"I should just call and apologize" I sigh at the ceiling. I shake my head and face palm. "She won't answer even if I do call her" I sigh again at the ceiling. I shouldn't even be worrying this much, she's just my friends girlfriend. I rub my face in hope of clearing my mind, when Yuto knocks and comes in.

"괜찮아 (you okay) Wooseok-ie?" he questions, standing in the doorway and holding the knob.

"응(yeah)" I hum, laying on my back with on hand on my forehead.

"You've been in one spot since you came home yesterday...did something happen?" Yuto presses again, this time letting go of the doorknob and shutting the door.

Realizing he isn't going to leave me alone, I sit up and pat the spot next to me. He turns his head to the side, confused, before a light bulb goes off in his head, causing me to let out a small laugh.

"Bro time?" He asks and walks over to sit next to me.

"Bro time" I agreed, and laid my head on his lap. Yuto pets my hair and listens to me while I talk.

"You know...I know you told Y/n to stay away from me. I get why you told her to...I was out of place. I can't believe I've been such a bad friend to-"

"You haven't. Sure at the end of the day you WERE out of line-"

"And I'm sorry for that 형 (bro)"

"BUT. You are my best friend, and I know how you get sometimes. I forgive you"

I smile, and pat his thigh a couple times. "Thank you 형 (bro) but it still hurt" I sigh and stop patting his leg, but still leave my hand there.

"뭐? 뭐 했어? (what? what happened?)" Yuto perks up, pulling my head around to look up at him. I avoid eye contact and stare at a One Piece poster ahead of us. "She kinda sorta maybe even...just a little... 조금(a little)...ちょっと..(a little)..." I stumble and sputter.

The reason I get like this when I talk with Yuto, is because we usually don't have issues with each other. Since we don't HAVE any issues. We don't know how to address them. Sure we have bro time, but that's usually to address outside problems that happen to one another. Yuto is my bro...I can't exactly say things that may or may not hurt him OR our long lasting friendship. Most of the time I keep quiet and don't complain. But with this...I don't think that'll help anyone...

"She yelled at me, got in my face. Told me that it's not everyday her boyfriend thinks his best friend likes her, and that she IS avoiding me...." I trail off at the end, the feelings coming up again. He pinched my cheek and pats me on my head again.

"Remember when she said she didn't wanna come between us..." Yuto laughs a little bit, covering his mouth. Before getting serious again and looking me in the eyes.

"I know you don't believe it, but I believe she has good intentions. She was trying to get you away from her so that you wouldn't fall for her...and so there wouldn't be complications" Yuto smiles at me and pets my hair one last time before I sit up with my legs crossed beside him.

"You think it'll ever be normal again?" I ask him, picking at my nails, still avoiding eye contact.

"Not if you don't do anything about it" he says with a half smile and walks out the door. I sigh and flop back into my slump. "I should just go over there. YEAH YEAH I WILL" I hype myself up, springing out of bed and into the bathroom to get ready. I dance and sing while brushing my teeth and combing my hair, secretly telling myself that I'm able to muster up the courage to go over there and apologize. Then, I step out of the bathroom into the living room.

"Wooseok-ah! Come help in the kitchen" I hear Yuto call for me. "COMING!" I scream back at him, sliding across the floor to get to the kitchen.

"So Yuto what do you nee-"