ONEIRIC. enhypen

lee heeseung • bf tasks

Heeseung scratches the back of his neck, eyes roaming around the whole aisle in front of him as he held the shopping basket in his right hand. He's never been more confused in his whole life.

Sighing, he simply went with the idea he had in mind prior to visiting the mini-mart in a sunday evening, fishing out his phone from his hoodie pocket before ringing the hyung he knows would be trustworthy for opinions in his current dilemma.

He thought of asking the boys from the 02' liner squad, as how the dumb and dumber had put it, but Jay's an idiot, Nicholas is unresponsive, Ej's oblivious, Sunghoon's easily flustered and Jake, to put it simply would probably ask him another question. He's learned his lessons a few times from the past and no way in hell is he gonna do the same mistake as he did before ever again. Just, no.

A few rings later, Kei's groggy voice sounded off from the other line as Heeseung neared the device to the level of his mouth, "Kei hyung," he starts off.

"I need to ask you something."

On the other hand, Kei grumbles in response, "Now what could be so important that you have to wake me up from my nap Heeseung-ah?"

Heeseung low-key felt bad for that.

"Oh? I'm sorry hyung, but I really need your help on this one," He mumbles, lowering his eyes on the ground when a certain group of girls passed by in the hallway he was standing on, throwing him a few confused looks that he initially wanted to ignore.

"Hmm. What is it?"

"Do you know any good brands of pads? I need suggestions, (Y/N) is on her period."

"Oh shit."

After a few more calls done, Heeseung has finally stacked the things he's got in the counter.

The guy behind the cashier shoots him a look. "Your girl's having her monthly visitor? I presume?" Heeseung silently nods, awkwardly letting out a chuckle as he placed the last thing from his basket.

"She is. I didn't know dealing with the girl's period could be this stressful," He sighs, taking his wallet from the back of his jeans.

The cashier, whom he'd known his name as
Yeonjunㅡfrom his name plate, hummed in agreement as he started checking out Heeseung's stuffs and placing them all in a paper bag. "That'd be $12 allㅡvery. But you could just only imagine the pain they're going through right now. It's gonna be a lot harder for them."

Placing the crisp bill over the counter, Heeseung nods his head, taking the bag in his arms as he readied himself to go out. "I know, I just hope these things my friends suggested would be able to help her," he answers.

Yeonjun chuckles a little, "Give her stomach a soft massage or something and let her rest. She'll be grateful for that."

Taking the older's words into consideration, Heeseung finally waves good bye to the cashier as he left the store, jogging back towards his car in haste before he maneuvered the vehicle back to the streets on the way to your home.

Hopefully, you'll feel much more better with the things he's gotten you.

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