"hey i'm gonna head to the mall ok i need to buy some socks, and i just really need to be away from you." taeyong told yuta.
"haha. that didn't hurt." yuta frowned. "kidding! anyway i'll have dinner on my own." taeyong said before waving goodbye and they both headed in different directions.
taeyong stopped when he saw you sitting at the bench at the nearby park from the coffee shop.
"y/n." taeyong walked over to her, concerned cause she was looking a little down.
"oh hi!" y/n forced a smile. "what happened to you, frowny?" taeyong playfully said before sitting beside her.
"promise you won't tell?" y/n trusted taeyong enough not to tell her little secret despite the fact that taeyong and yuta are practically together 24/7.
"ok promise." taeyong held out his pinky and y/n sealed it with hers.
"i like...y-" y/n hesitated. taeyong raised one eyebrow and y/n just sighed. "yuta."
like a little puppy taeyong's ears perked up. "well you're not gonna believe this but yuta-"
"likes someone else?" y/n interrupted him. "yeah i know."
oh.
taeyong put the puzzle pieces together and deduced that these two idiot lovebirds got the wrong idea about each other.
so thats why both of them have been frowny all day.
"hmmm. you don't know that for sure, PLUS i'm pretty sure he doesn't have a girlfriend so maybe you should yknow...shoot your shot." taeyong said.
"but what about that girl he was talking about earlier?" y/n asked.
idiot, that was actually you. "what girl?" taeyong pretended not to know.
"oh well i guess you didn't hear." y/n sighed.
"y/n, yuta may be a total idiot shithead but he's a good guy." taeyong encouraged her.
"i'll think about it." y/n smiled at taeyong.
"h-hi yuta." y/n greets yuta. she decided to shoot her shot, she's just not very good at this flirting thing. "i like your hair." she says shyly.
yuta just looks down and punched in her order so she won't see that he's as red as a tomato. meanwhile taeyong is just snickering to himself, impressed with this little situation he hatched.
"th-thank you." y/n says taking the receipt from yuta who was still silent and looking down. he just nods.
y/n turned around to find a seat and taeyong was just observing yuta who was still looking down while he was slowly walking over to the stock room. a few moment later he hears a noise from the stock room and runs over. y/n who was observing from afar got worried.
"yuta!" taeyong yelled at yuta who was on the floor. "yuta what happened are you okay?!" taeyong was lightly slapping yuta's cheek who seemed to have passed out.
"y- y/n...legs...j-jelly." yuta says weakly. "fucking idiot." taeyong pushes yuta. "i got worried for nothing man."
a few moments later the two boys stepped out. yuta was still massaging his head when he saw y/n standing near the edge of the counter across where the stock room door was. "you need anything y/n?" taeyong asked.
ignoring taeyong, y/n walks over to yuta who grabbed his hand and stands on her tippy toes to observe whether he has a gash or a bump on his forehead.
"what happened, where are you hurt?" y/n looks directly at yuta with worried eyes.
"yuta?" y/n asks at yuta who seems lost in a trance while staring at her eyes. "yuta!" y/n pinches his arm.
"ow!" that seemed to wake him. "i'm fine, y/n." yuta gives her a small smile. "way better now."
"oh...o-okay." y/n says. a blush creeping up her face.
"well i better get back then." y/n shyly says then headed back to her seat.
yuta looks over to taeyong who was nodding at him with approval.
