√ ridin' | lee haechan

20 | CHOICES

i wanna take you far away without fear,

i want to draw out an even bigger us

- boss, nct u

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"You fuckin did what?" Jeno splutters, choking on his pasta, eyes widened in shock. 

"It's not my fault that she's literally breathing in the same place with me! How can I resist?!" Haechan pouts, lightly stirring his iced coffee.

"What is not your fault? You were the one bringing her there!" Jeno furrows his eyebrows, obviously not buying Haechan's defense.

Haechan groans, wiping his face with his palms, regret washes over him. 

It has been days after that incident happened and both are very awkward the moment they wake up the next morning. No words even exchanged when he dropped her at the hospital. 

"Don't make me feel a lot guiltier, Lee Jeno. Instead, help me. I want to see her without feeling awkward. Ask Yerin or something?" 

Jeno sighs, chewing his pasta slowly. "Unfortunately, we fought."

Haechan rolls his eyes, at this timing.

He sighs, stabbing his waffle with the fork, not having any appetite anymore to eat. Jeno raises a brow at the boy, sighing right after. "Do you plan to throw a party for your birthday?" 

Haechan's eyes wide, "Oh shit- my birthday is coming?!" Frantically, he fishes out his phone from the pocket, groaning once again but soon changes into a sly smile.

"I don't like that look on you, Lee Haechan." Jeno clicks his tongue, putting down his fork.

Haechan clears his throat, eyes change into puppy eyes and he pouts, earning a scowl from Jeno. "Can you guys arrange a simple race for me? Then invite Byul."

Jeno rolls his eyes, trying to hold himself from strangling his friend -or he'll just leave Renjun to do that part. Jeno throws the handkerchief onto Haechan's face, "Invite her yourself, you child."

Haechan sighs in defeat. He badly misses her but fuck his courage. He's just nervous around her.

Haechan slumps deeper into the chair, averting his eyes out to the street. His mouth agape, eyes shaking at the scene. Jeno raises his brow in question, turning his back to look at what Haechan is watching.

"Shit-"

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Hanbyul licks the bottom of her lips, wetting it. Dinner with her family and their acquaintances never feels nice. She's tired and all she wants is to go home and sleep. 

And wish Haechan would call her soon.

She couldn't bear the awkwardness between the both of them. Neither of them tried to initiate a conversation after sharing a bed, cuddling. 

She deeply sighs, lifting the glass of wine to her lips. She looks around, her parents are happy, or faking their giggles for a matter that she didn't know with their acquaintances. 

Sitting right in front of her, a brunette around her age, looking bored as well.

She wonders if they have the same thinking.

Hanbyul felt her phone vibrating against her thighs and sneakily, she takes it out, hiding a smile right after, at the text.

JAEBUM
Still rejecting my offer?

 

Oh, when is it again?

 
Tomorrow night

Let's see if I manage to sneak out, but is it really okay with you?

 
Yes, Kim. Don't worry.

 
A small gasp left her lips when her mother snatched her phone. Horrified written all over her face when the older read the conversation.

"M-mum," 

Her mother snapped her head to her, glaring as if, giving signals that they'll talk after the dinner. Hanbyul's heart shaken, she gulps nervously, setting her eyes back onto her steak.

The girl in front of her lightly kicked Byul's leg under the table, gaining her attention.

Her lips etch into a sly smile- not sure if she's mocking Byul or her mother.

"Washroom?" She mouthed, making Byul blinked, wondering why this girl suddenly wants to go to the toilet with her but nevertheless, they excuse themselves. 

Hanbyul trails along to the washroom, sighing when she thinks of what her mother would say after this.

The girl suddenly turned to a corner, opposite of their supposed destination. 

Shocked, Hanbyul just followed her, heart thumping loudly at some ridiculous thoughts.

They were both out on the chilly night street. Byul furrows her eyebrows. "What are we-"

"Being a doctor is your dream?"

Byul gulps, taken aback by her sudden attack. The girl smirks, leaning her back to the wall. "Then I think I have something to spill."

The girl takes out a cigarette from her pocket, lighting it up before blowing the smoke into the air.

Hanbyul scrunches her nose at the smell.

"My parents aren't interested in doing business together-" She averts her eyes to look directly at Byul, eyes sharp but Byul was silent, confused.

"They gonna crush your family down the hole,"

Hanbyul frowns, her blood boils, thinking that this brunette is probably threatening her, "What are you getting on?" 

The girl tilts her head slightly, smirking, blowing another smoke right in Byul's face, "Will be fun to look at whose carrier you are going to save,"

"Your parents or Im Jaebum,"

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i've didn't have the time to browse for gifs and updating

but i try to dig something in my brain since its fullsun's birthday!

and wow, a drama is about to happen. take a guess?