INFERNO ༄ PARK JISUNG

thirty

"You can't come in." Seorin peeked through the door, as Jisung waited on the other side.

He rolled his eyes, pushing open the door anyways.

"Hey! What if I was naked or something?!" she exclaimed, burning holes into his figure. He looked around the room that hadn't been cleaned in two weeks, clothes laying everywhere.

"You should probably clean up a bit. Nice pants, Baek." he chuckled at the Hello Kitty pajamas tossed onto the ground.

Seorin's eyes widened, snatching them from the floor beneath him. "Shut up." she muttered, throwing them into the overfilled laundry basket.

She rummaged through her drawers as Jisung was on her bed, which he struggled finding a spot to sit on. A frustrated sigh left her lungs as she had trouble finding an outfit.

"I seriously don't know what to wear, I just bought clothes too." she whined, turning around to face him. To her surprise, he had a blouse in his hand, folding it neatly onto her bed.

"What are you doing?" she crinkled her eyebrows at his actions.

"You need to tidy up, it looks like a shit show in here." he mumbled, taking another shirt to neatly fold.

"You don't have to clean for me, I'll just do it tomorrow."

He looked up at her unconvinced, knowing she probably wouldn't stay true to her words. "I can't stand messy rooms, just thank me later." he shrugged, grabbing a sweater next to her bed frame. Her lips upturned the slightest, grateful that he had done it voluntarily.

"Wear this, I'm guessing it's new and clean." he threw her the sweater that still had a tag on it. Her eyes lit up, forgetting she had tossed it somewhere in her room after her shopping trip. "Wow, I just bought this. Isn't the color nice?" she beamed, holding it up to her chest.

"Sure." he shrugged, barely paying attention. She rolled her eyes at his lack of interest, pulling out a pair of ripped jeans from her drawers.

"Okay, get out now." she shoved him out of the room, directing him to go back downstairs.

At last, she threw on the pastel purple sweater he picked out along with her bottoms, complimenting her cool toned skin tone. Just cause she felt like it, she decided to apply light makeup, wanting to feel pretty after a long week of exams.

She attempted to tie her hair up nicely, but ultimately failed and just let it down loose. It fell right at her lower back, flowing silkily to frame her figure. She also put in her contacts that she hadn't used the whole week, not wanting her glasses to fly off during any rides.

The sound of laughter and high pitched screams filled her ears as she strolled downstairs, greeted by the sight of Aerin on top of Jisung's shoulders.

She watched from the hallway, the corners of her lips rising at the two unexpectedly getting along quite well. Aerin held on tightly to his hair for security, making awfully high screeches escape his lips. Seorin stifled her laughter, realizing it was him screaming this whole time.