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The three boys watch in absolute horror as I break the crab legs with my bare hands. I've always been a seafood lover but I try not to eat too much because I don't have time to be smelling like a fish market.

But when I do partake? I gets it in.

I go after the crab rangoon next, I love when they're cooked nice and crispy.

Haechan: Damn girl stop and breathe.

Jungkook slides a glass of water my way and I don't realize how thirsty I truly am until I begin to drink it.

Changkyun: So did the doctor say anything else?
Haechan: Not really. Just that the baby looks fine and miss mamas need to keep her stress levels low.
Changkyun: Any food restrictions?

I look at him with a piece of steak hanging out my mouth.

Me: Restrict these nuts, I'm going to eat what I want.

They all rolls their eyes.

Jungkook: Sometimes a doctor say you can't have certain things to reduce high blood pressure or diabetes. Pregnant women have high risk of catching diabetes while carrying.

He pours me some more water.

Haechan: Like them hot sausage pickled shits you like? Not good.
Me: Haechan if you stand in the way of me and my sausage we're going to fight.

Changkyun points to the vegetables on my plate.

Changkyun: Those are important.
Me: I know you're not preaching to me.
Changkyun: If I have to be stuck with this circus for nine months I'm going to preach a lot.

I stab the vegetable mixture with my fork. The brussel sprouts honestly aren't that bad.

Haechan: Is it true you told your brother?
Jungkook: Yeah. She's coming over this weekend for dinner.
Haechan: Should we come too?
Jungkook: Did I fuck you?

They glare at each other.

Changkyun: Does your parents know?
Jungkook: No, just Jin. He said he'll help me get to that point eventually. Yours?

Changkyun: What do you think?
Jungkook: I'm going to assume not since Clover was on campus the other day.

Changkyun scoffs.

Me: Clover?
Jungkook: That girl you seen.

Ahhhh.

Me: Your girlfriend?
Changkyun: In my parents' dreams yeah.
Me: So I'll be the baby mama homewrecker, got it.
Haechan: How classy.

I actually see Changkyun smile.

Changkyun: Her parents and mine have been trying to force us together for a while. I refuse and she's still brainwashed by her parents so she's trying to have a relationship.

I steal some of Haechan's spinach dip.

"Jasmine?"

Spinach dip flys out my mouth as I begin to choke.

Me: M-mom, why are you here?

She chuckles.

Mom: Well hello to you too.

I stumble to my feet to give her a quick hug.

Mom: Haechan honey how are you?

Oh she loves her some Haechan. She had the nerve to be mad at me when we broke up.

Haechan: I'm good, how are you?
Mom: I'm great.
Me: Mom this is Changkyun and Jungkook.

Her eyes widen.

Mom: Oh wow, you two boys' faces are no strangers to me. The senator and mayor's sons, dear Lord. I apologize for any weird or wild thing my daughter says or does.

I gasp, she's such a pick me.

Me: I make their lives interesting.
Jungkook: Interesting is the perfect word actually.

I glare at him.

Mom: I'm meeting a co-worker for lunch but she's running a bit behind.

She looks at our table.

Mom: You boys do have a healthy appetite.
Haechan: That's all Jasmine's.

Mom: Oh dear God.
Me: I'm a growing girl okay?
Mom: There's no shame in being hungry sweety. I ate the same way before except I was pregnant.

All the boys begin to choke on their food and drinks

Someone begins to call my mom's name and she smiles.

Mom: Looks like she's here. You kids have a nice day, I love you Jas I'll call you later.
Me: Love you!

The boys wave politely as she leaves.

Haechan: Awkward.
Me: Talk about it!

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After making Changkyun's pockets hurt at the restaurant I went home and took the best nap, drool on my face, prints on my skin nap.

By the time I was up it's almost four in the afternoon, I yawn stretching popping every bone in my body. I go in the living-room and Maya's keys aren't on the hook meaning she's gone and Mingi's shoes aren't here so he's probably at his apartment.

Which is rare these days.

I'm all alone. I grab a bottle of water out the fridge before getting comfortable on the couch. The breakfast club maybe my favorite movie of all time and no I won't elaborate.

Ice-cream is what's missing and since we don't have any I do the next logical thing and door-dash some. After some time I hear someone knocking.

I practically skip to the door hurrying to open it. Once I do I'm met with the most gorgeous face.

"You again?"

Me: You again?

Woosung smiles.

Me: You're a dasher.
Woosung: Easy for a side job as a college kid.
Me: Fair enough.
Woosung: Ice-cream?
Me: Can't have an afternoon of movies without it.
Woosung: Touché.

I thank him as he hands me the bag.

Woosung: I can't say I'm not happy to see you again. After not getting your number that day I've been kind of kicking myself over it.
Me: Over little ole' me?

He laughs.

Woosung: Don't downplay yourself.
Me: You're sweet.
Woosung: Sweet enough to get your number?

It's just a number.

Just a little texting.

There's no harm in that.

Right?

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woosung's smile is so gorgeous i would've been screaming my # already.


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