curse breaker || kim yohan ✓

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YUNA's POV

2 pm.

i huffed as i plopped on the couch, immediately leaning my head against the arm rest and swung my legs on the couch, trying to get comfortable. i wore my headphones and played l.a. girls by charlie puth.

i'm a big fan of him, hihi.

i closed my eyes as i hummed to the song, but my relaxation didn't last long when i heard a bang from the door. i removed my headphones and looked at the door, seeing it bounce off the wall and banging towards the person on the doorway.

"ugh, this fucker!" i snorted as i heard yoonjin curse and bang on the door. i stood up as she opened the door again, carefully this time.

"hey." i greeted and went near her to help on bringing the other paper bags she had in her hands.

"hey."

"how's the date with wooseok?" i glanced at her side and saw her cheeks having a pinkish tint.

"it was alright." she set the bags on the floor beside the couch and so did i.

"define 'alright'."

she huffed, "you know, you need your own man so that you could feel what i feel— ow!"

"c'mon! spill the motherfucking tea!"

she sighed as she plopped on the couch, i followed suit. "well, first of all, amusement park. that was the most scary date in my whole fucking life."

i snorted, "you managed the roller coaster?! wow, yoonjin, i've never been so proud of you until now. you overcame your acrophobia—"

"shut it, you. 'overcame' my acrophobia? i barely managed to keep myself conscious. and wooseok-oppa was just—"

i laughed hard, "why, what?"

"that's so cringy, what the hell— 'wooseok-oppa', oh my god—" i laughed some more, seeing her reddened face, resembling a tomato's colour.

"that's not even the point."

"haah, okay— let's go, start, chopchop."

she rolled her eyes, "so, yes, we rode the roller coaster, the viking, that dropping thing that left my soul flying, frisbee— actually, all the rides that'll throw my fucking soul out of my body. then after all those rides, my knees were shaking— i couldn't even walk properly, like, what the fuck. and he was there, laughing at me, but! he supported me in walking," she wiggled her eyebrows.

"that just sounded like an innuendo. like, did you guys fu—"

"I DON'T think that you wanna continue that sentence, please, give me peace of mind." i rolled my eyes.

"fine, continue."

"so, after the amusement park, we went to a mall and we ate in a restaurant. then after that, he bought me those outfits, but i bought about one or two dresses for you too."

"awe, thanks jin. you still think about me." i teased, putting my hand over my chest dramatically as if i was really emotionally touched.

"of course i will think about you, stupid."

"why don't you date me instead?" i joked, she made a face.

"ew, no. i'm straight. but if i was gay, i would no doubt pick you," she winked and it was my turn to scrunch my face.

"but yeah, we did a lot of things— and no, we didn't fuck. i still have some decency left in me. anyway, enough about me. what about you? what did you do when i was away?"

i shrugged, "yohan came here—"

"he wHAT??"

"geez, you just went out on a date and you're explosive now?"

"who wouldn't be shocked that your crush came here—"

"dud, relax, he's not my crush."

she shook her head, "how did he get in here, by the way?"

i shrugfed, "i don't know."

"what do you mean you don't know?"

"i don't know! i mean, i was just listening to music when you left and then i tried to write music, but my mind wasn't being cooperative so i didn't write anything, then i looked up, he was here, sittinf on the same spot as yours!"

"what is he, a magic man or something?"

"really? 'magic man'? that's the best nickname you can think of?"

she rolled her eyes, what did you do after that?"

"i politely asked him to leave but he was hard-headed so the polite yuna was gone. we argued but he invited me for ice cream—"

"ooh, i smell something called 'crush' here— ow!" she yelped as i hit her arm.

"crush my ass. we even argued at the ice cream parlour—"

"jimin's??"

"yes...?"

"oh, poor boy, must've been hurt seeing you with another man— ow! girl, you better stop—"

"stop bullying me too!"

she rolled her eyes again, i'm starting to think that if she rolled those one more time, she would see her brain, "what did you two even argued about?"

"he indirectly called me crazy, like, what the hell? i know i'm crazy but he has no right to call me that because we aren't close!"

"i agree."

she stood up and spoke, "yo, if ever you're gonna be with that 'yohan' man, i think you should be careful. he's... magical."

i snorted, "that's not even a joke?"

"i wasn't joking, dumbass."

"yeah, yeah, sure. i'll be careful or... whatever."

she went to the bedroom, maybe to change clothes or whatever. i was left in the couch, staring away at the ceiling.

how on earth did you do that, kim yohan?

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filler chapter woops