pizza boy | hwang hyunjin

05

"hyunjin, nice to see— what the hell are you doing here?" i asked, narrowing my eyes at the familiar boy.

"hyunjin asked me to cover his shift," felix shrugged holding out my pizza for me.

"no, no. hyunjin is my delivery guy, not you."

furrowing his eyebrows, felix retorted, "but i was yours first-"

"is he annoyed by me now? have i been ordering too much pizza?" i cut him off, staring away in thought.

"y/n, i swear he just asked me to fill in for him-"

"he hates me," i blurted, frowning.

it was obviously the only reasonable explanation. after ordering how many pizzas from the pizzeria, and now hyunjin doesn't deliver?

"have i caught you at a bad time?" felix asked, widening his eyes.

"where's my delivery boy?" i whimpered, crossing my arms like a child.

"i don't know, y/n," felix rolled his eyes with a sigh, "probably home." waving the box in my face, felix sent me a expression to take the pizza.

"i don't want it anymore. i'm not hungry," i huffed, pouting.

"y/n, take the damn pizza and pay me please. i'm a broke boy who needs money."

groaning, i took out ten dollars and paid the boy. "here."

i grabbed the pizza and shut the door with a frown.

where the heck was my delivery boy?

had he grown tired of me?

of course he did. i've been ordering pizzas so frequently, he probably got bored of seeing me all the time.

i didn't order pizza for nearly a month after that.

munching on some cereal during the night a month later- i had no food in my house once again, but i was not going to order pizza— i heard the doorbell ring.

"pizza delivery!"