pizza boy | hwang hyunjin

07

"you love me?" i teased, grinning. when did i gain this surge of confidence when i'd normally be found flustered and stuttering in front of the guy? i wanted to know but i wasn't complaining.

blushing, hyunjin looked away, "you know what i mean."

"no, i don't. what do you mean?"

"y/n, shut up."

"i'm just asking. what kind of context is the love? you did say you missed me. and you came allthe way here to bring me pizza. i think i know what you mean."

"y/n-"

"you like me!"

"y/n, how did you even come to that conclusion-"

"you know, i used to think i was way over my head pining for the cute delivery boy. i literally ordered pizza after pizza just to talk to you but you? you came out of the blue, not even working, to bring me pizza."

"you were pining over me?"

"okay good. you're just as oblivious as jisung says you are because he and the guys said i've been making things so obvious to them."

shaking his head vigorously with furrowed brows, hyunjin repeated. "jisung said i was oblivious?"

"yeah, but forget that. you like me!"

"will you shut up if i just say i do?"

"gladly."

"fine then. yeah, i like you. but you're even crazier than i am! talk about obsessive. ordering pizzas as an excuse to talk to me? kind of endearing in a way, but still!"

"hey, i couldn't just ask for your number without sounding like a total creep!"

"um, yES YOU COULD HAVE! it's what normal people do!"

"hyunjin, you know damn well that i'm not normal."

"oh i can agree with that." after a moment of silence with the two of us just smiling at each other, hyunjin piped, "so are you gonna let me in and eat this pizza with me?"

"oh yeah, of course. what'd you get?"

"your usual."

"dude, just date me already."