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•••

2:40 pm.

The four of us taking a break to eat a snack and drink, I chew on a chocolate goldfish and watch the trailer of a new game I cannot wait to play.

"Aw, look at baby Joonha eating his cute goldfish cookies," Seunggil teases me about the snack I brought, but I do not look at him, I kick him in the leg, but Hyunjin speaks to y/n and grasps my attention. "Why aren't you eating?"

"I kinda rushed and forgot the cakes my brother left on the counter for me," she answers, and I set my eyes on her, who is sitting on the left of Hyunjin and Joonha, this one who is between him and me. "Why didn't you tell me about it? I can't even share this because you don't like it," he does not feel happy about it, but since I will not eat the whole bag I got, I lean over and move it towards her. "Do you want some? It's chocolate ones."

"Are you sure you'll have enough?" he answers when I saw her shake her head with a kind look on her face. "Yeah. More than enough. I still have more snacks in my bag," I get hold of it and give it to him. "She can take what she wants. I always bring some food and drinks."

"Damn, that's a whole cabinet you have," he rummaged through it and see all that I have. "I know, but no matter how much I eat, I don't gain weight, so I'm always munching on something," I do exactly what I am saying and enjoy the sweet taste the cookies spread in my mouth. "You're a lucky bastard," Seunggil exposes his jealous side, but I do not agree with him. "I'm not. I can't even build some muscles, it's annoying."

"Have you ever tried the mass gainer stuff?" Hyunjin asks. "I haven't because my dad says it's not good for me. He's totally against those types of products since he's pretty bulky but naturally."

"Oh, does your dad work out?" he hands me my bag and thanks me. "Every day after work. He never stops."

"He's a beast," Seunggil gets me to scoff. "Honestly, I have no idea how he's able to work until five, cook dinner for us, and work out for two hours. He's insane."

"Well, that's a tough guy," Hyunjin raises his eyebrows and eats his honey butter chips. "He is."

"Your dad would really get along with mine," y/n speaks while eating one of my snacks, the small vanilla cakes. "Really? Why?" I lean over to see her to the full. "He's bulky and loves working out all the time too. He's kinda obsessed with sports."

"Same, my dad's like that too," I smile at this similarity. "They should meet some day. They could be gym buddies."

"Yes," she agrees. "I'll tell him about it once I'm home."

"I'll tell mine too," I plan on doing and move back to eat some more of my snack.

•••

4:50 pm.

I step inside my house and leave my skateboard and bag against the wall on my right, take my shoes off, and pick my excited puppy up in my arms to hug him. "Hello, my little boy," I pamper him with petting and kiss his head, and I head towards my dad's office. I knock on the door, and once he gives me permission, I walk in.

"Hey," he greets me with a smile, and I return it. "Hey, I need to tell you something," I get closer to him and put Choco down. "I was skating and talking with y/n today, and she told me that her dad is like you because he likes working out all the time, and I told her that you should both meet and become gym buddies," I tell him everything right away, but he chuckles and takes his glasses off. "How did you get to talk about this?"

"We were all talking about gaining muscle and stuff, then I talked about you, and she told me about her dad," I explain but glance down at his desktop to grab one of Choco's toys. "I'm glad to see you both get along so well."

"Yeah," I smile and straighten my back. "She's pretty kind and sweet, and I love her voice, for some reason," I do not even realize what I let out, and he slightly laughs at this. "Why? What type of voice does she have?"

"I don't know, I just love how she sounds or how she speaks. She has a pretty one," I lean over to lure Choco with his favorite toy, and he runs to me to play. "I even got to know that she works at a store nearby called 'Mad Pixel', and they sell games and stuff that revolves around that, so I'm gonna go there this Monday," I jiggle the toy to make my baby jump. "That's great, and do you know how old she is?"

"She's eighteen," I tell him, remembering all the words she told me earlier. "Oh, she's the same age then. Was she still embarrassed about what happened though?"

"A little," I chuckle and glance up at him. "She was still shy but laughed it off. So that's fine."

"Aw, that's a relief," he smiles and fixes his eyes back on his computer screen, and he puts his glasses back on. "What about your day? How was it with your students?"

"It was a bit difficult today, two of them were having a hard time drawing certain details, but it was alright overall," he lifts his arm up to comb his hair back and hold it that way. "Good then. As long as they're not mean."

"No, it never happened when I gave home lessons, they usually listen and do their work," he says something positive, and I find some relief in it since I am used to hearing him talk about how disrespectful some girls can be with him.

•••

'YOUR P.O.V'

8 pm.

"Inhyuk," I knock on his door, needing his help. "Yeah," he allows me to come in, so I open the door and walk up to him, with my phone in my hand. Since he is not streaming yet, I lay my phone on his desk so that he can look at it. "What do you think of these shoes?"

"They're ugly as fuck," he does not sugarcoat his words at all. "And these?" I swipe to the right, and this time, he does not show negative thought. "These look good."

"Okay," I retrieve my belonging. "Who was the guy you talked about earlier at the table?" he reminds me of the conversation I started with our dad during dinner. "The guy I fell on the other day while skating..."

"And what's his name again?" he launches his game to get ready to go live. "Joonha. Why?"

"Just wanna know. How old is he?" he does not change his way of behaving whenever I meet a boy. "Twenty-one," I answer, knowing this is useless to avoid it and tell him I do not want to talk about it. "Alright," he does not question me more, to my greatest relief.

"And what does he look like?" he comes back with another one, and I roll my eyes. "Like a guy."

"I'm not joking," he glances up at me, and I stare at him into the eyes. "Are you gonna stream shirtless?" I point out, but he does not take this. "Don't change the subject."

"What the hell do you want me to say? He's tall, has light brown hair, blue eyes, he dresses well, always wears a dangling rose earring, has a lip ring and plump lips, he—"

"Plump lips?" he only focuses on that as if this was wrong. "Why do you describe them like that?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? You literally asked me what he looked like," I do not get his point, feeling like he is finding a way to simply be against him. "You must have focused on them a lot to know they're plump."

"You're a jerk," I walk away to leave his bedroom. "And put a damn shirt on to stream," I close the door behind me and go back to my bedroom, I drop my body on my bed and text the one I spend the most time with earlier.

[ hey, are you really coming to my store this Monday? >

<  yeah why? ]

[ just want to make sure. At what time? >

< I don't know, when would it be the best? ]

[ it doesn't matter to me. No matter what time it is, there's not a lot of people on Monday >

< alright then I'll be here after lunch, is that okay? ]

[ sure >

I wait to see if he is going to say anything, but after a few seconds, I decide to write another text.

[ thanks for today btw, I had a good time with you >

< no need to thank me. I had a good time as well and you learned pretty fast honestly ]

[ You think so? It was so hard tho I kept on making mistakes and losing my balance >

< of course you're gonna find it hard at the beginning, but you still did so great in my opinion so don't worry ]

[ I'm glad to know a pro says that about me >

< I'm not a pro lmao I'm just experienced but not pro ]

[ it's basically the same, but if you say so >

< not wrong lmao but still ]

< cuz like, when you do something a lot, you can say that you're experienced, but just because you're experienced doesn't mean you're pro, on the other side, if you're pro, you're experienced ]

[ well, you're also very smart >

< why does it sound so sarcastic? ]

[ it's not lmaoo I mean it >

< sure sure:) ]

[ it's true! >

< alright I trust you. You wouldn't dare make fun of me after what happened the other day anyway, right? ]

[ ... >

< I'm joking;> ]

[ yeah;-; >

< think about it, if that didn't happen, we wouldn't be talking rn so thats a good and harmless accident ]

[ you're right, but that'd have been better if you were the one who fell on me >

< why? ]

[ bcs I wouldn't have been embarrassed >

< oh alright lmaoo I thought you meant something else ]

[ lmao what? >

< nevermind, let's talk about something else ]

[ no, I wanna know now:c >

< no its embarrassing. You don't wanna know, trust me ]

[ you brought it up yourself so I do wanna know but okay >

< I just thought you were talking about me falling on you would be better because I'd be on you...there... ]

[ oh lmaoo alright I see but no, I wouldn't dare say that >

< we never talked by text so I wasn't sure lmao ]

[ that'd be so awkward and I've had enough of awkwardness the other day so that won't happen >

< lmaoo ]

I smile but look at my door after someone knocked on it. "What?!"

My brother comes in, still shirtless. "Can I borrow your keyboard, best little sister on earth?" he behaves like a suck-up, believing this will work on me.

"No need to pretend to be kind. Take it, but why?" I let him use it, and he hurries to get to my desk to unplug it. "Mine's not working anymore. I don't know why," he grabs what belongs to me. "Be careful with it or you refund me, got it?"

"I know, and thanks," he runs out and closes the door, so I set my eyes back on my phone to check if Joonha sent me another text.

< what are you doing now? ]

[ nothing and you? >

< Nothing? I'm watching an anime ]

[ I got out of the shower a few minutes ago, so I'm just lying down on my bed lol but I'll watch Netflix later tonight. What anime are you watching? >

< AOT. Do you already know what you're gonna watch on Netflix? ]

[ Yes, Young Royals. I've heard a lot of great things about it so I wanna give it a try >

< isn't this a gay show? ]

[ yes, why? Do you dislike it? >

< no, I've already watched a gay movie so I have nothing against it, don't worry. It's just that my colleague talked about it with me the other day and she couldn't shut up about how cute one of the guys is lmao. If you watch it, don't become as obsessed as she is about it please ]

[ I won't lol and I won't bother you about it either >

< you can talk about it if you want, I won't mind as long as you're not simping over one of them and telling me how much you want him as a boyfriend ]

[ that sounds horrible to deal with lmao no worries, that won't happen with me >

< thanks for being considerate:3 ]

[ ^-^ >

— Two days later —

Monday, June 7th, 2022.

6:10 am.

< Hey, I'm so sorry for texting so early, but my boss just called me and this asshole told me that I have to work today, so I can't visit you at your workplace:') ]

I read Joonha's text right after waking up, my eyes squinting in front of the brightness of my screen.

[ Hey, no worries, I'm awake. It's fine, don't worry. I hope you'll have a good day nonetheless >

< I wanted to see you and buy some stuff at your store tho ]

[ You'll do it another day, it's okay >

< yeah:c ]

< but anyway, how are you doing? Are you getting ready to go to work? ]

[ I'm still in my bed lmao but yes I am, and I'm doing good. What about you? >

< I'm doing fine. Same lmao chilling in my bed and thinking about what I'm gonna wear ]

[ that's why you always dress well >

< not even lmaoo I'm just using it as an excuse ]

[ oh alright lmao >

< btw, are you gonna skate this Friday or weekend? ]

[ yes, and you? >

< I will too. I spend my weekends at the skatepark with Seunggil ]

[ that's why I always saw you when I was there >

< you must have looked at me a lot to know I'm always there ]

[ no, I just notice people >

< hm:> ]

[ that's true! I'm not a creep >

< sure sure. I noticed you too anyway ]

[ why do you make me feel bad then?!:< >

< I'm just teasing c: ]

[ I'm going to start teasing you too to get revenge >

< no prob. You can try but that won't work ]

[ we'll see that >

< we'll see but I gotta get up now otherwise I'll be late, so have a good day at work and don't forget you can text me whenever you want, alright? >

[ okay, have a good day too >

< thanks, stalker ]

[ I hate you;-; >

< :> ]

I smile and leave the conversation since I have to get ready too, and I sit up on my bed to leave the coziness of it.


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