A Little into You (Junkyu x Reader) (Ch. 37)
Chapter 37 - Not his girlfriend
Word count: 5.2k words Genre: Fanfiction, PG13, Comedy, Romance, slight Angst.
A/N: Hello! I got off work a little late today but uwu here it is, as promised! Thank you for waiting and hope y’all like this one <3
“Y/n, is that you?” Doyoung’s voice startled you not far behind where you’re standing now.
‘clink clank clink’ the sound of the metal bowls hitting the concrete floor rang as you felt them slip from your fingers after hearing him call your name.
“D-Doyoung-ssi! What a surprise to see you here!” you stammered as you turn around to look at him.
Doyoung flashed a smile at you as he makes his way towards you now that he’s confident that it was indeed you that he saw.
As soon as he reaches your spot, he immediately lowers himself to pick up the metal bowls that you had dropped earlier.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” he said as he dusts off the metal bowls one by one before picking them up.
“W-what? N-no! it wasn’t your fault anyways. I was just…” your voice trailed off as you turn around to sneak a peek at Junkyu who was still hiding behind the thrash container not far from where you were standing.
Junkyu met your eyes and shook his head at you, implying that he didn’t want Doyoung to know he was hiding back there.
You turned back around to face Doyoung just in time as he was getting back up from his stance to hand over the metal bowls to you.
You accepted them from his hands and thanked him.
“No biggie. Hey, are you okay? You seem…distracted,” he said, noticing that your eyes would once in a while look elsewhere.
“Oh, nothing! I was just…curious as to where the cats I fed had went to,” you chuckled nervously as you lied. You weren’t curious about the cats, you were worried about how long Junkyu had to be hiding behind the thrash container if you stayed here any longer with Doyoung.
“I see. You want me to help you find them? I can help you,” he responded. Doyoung was already taking steps towards where Junkyu was hiding and you couldn’t help but panic on your own.
Which was why you ended up tugging his arm and making yourself accidentally trip and hit your head against his back.
“Ow!” the both of you said at the same time.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to—” you apologised, your hand rubbing your head from the minor accident.
“Gosh Y/n, when Jihoon-hyung always complained about you being hard-headed, I didn’t expect him to be literal about it,” he chuckled as he rubs his back.
“I’m so sorry Doyoung, I—wait, what?? Jihoon said what about me??”
“Aish that’s nothing to worry about! You know he likes to joke about these things,” he grinned as he places a hand on your head.
“He better be joking,” you mumbled under your breath.
Doyoung smiled politely at you and moves his hand away from your head now.
“Well, are we still looking for your cats or—”
“NO!” you interrupted him, not intending to raise your voice though. Your eyes widened as you realise how rude you might have acted towards the younger boy in front of you.
“I-I mean…no….it’s okay! I’m sure they’re all full after being fed,” you tried to smile at him to not make him sense your suspicious behaviour. “So…what brings you down here?” you tried to change the subject.
“Oh, right. I almost forgot. I was looking for Junkyu-hyung. You don’t happen to see him around here…do you?”
“What?” you stifled a fake laugh. “No way! What would Junkyu be doing here? Yeah, no, I haven’t seen him,”
“I see. Bummer. I was hoping to find him here. We’re all having dinner soon and the other hyungs were looking for him.”
“Aw, that’s unfortunate,” you said, feeling kinda bad that you lied to him; to his other friends too at this point.
“It’s alright, I guess he’ll come back to the dorm soon,” he smiled. “Are you heading back to your place too?”
“Uhh, yeah…I guess…”
“Alright. I’ll walk you there.”
“Huh? Oh no, there’s no need to—”
“Nonsense. I’m not gonna let a pretty girl walk home alone Y/n,” he said matter-of-factly, a serious look on his face.
“O-okay..”
Doyoung bent down once again to tie the loose shoelace on his left foot and you hurriedly took this chance to turn and look at Junkyu.
“I’m sorry, I gotta go. Be careful, okay?” you mouthed at him, slightly sad that you had to leave him alone like that.
Junkyu nods at you and mouthed back “it’s okay. I’ll text you later”
The both of you exchanged apologetic smiles at each other, and then you turned back to Doyoung who just got back on his feet again.
“Sorry, my shoelaces were loose,”
“Oh no, it’s fine.” You smiled at him. “Are you ready to go up now?”
“Yeah. Let’s go,”
“Okay,”
You were about to walk ahead of Doyoung when he slowly catches up to you and places an arm around your shoulder. “Hey, slow down, Y/n. Wait for me, I thought we’re walking up together,”
“We are. I’m just a little faster than you,”
“Naw hey don’t say that,” he grins at you as he catches up with your pace, his arm still around you.
The both of you took few steps towards the direction of the main entrance of the building, both your figures getting smaller in Junkyu’s view now that the both of you have left the thrash spot.
Junkyu got out from his hiding space and sighs to himself. Why does he put himself through all this? Why does he hide the fact that he was spending time with you from his friends? Why was he hiding you? It’s not like his friends don’t know you. It’s not like the both of you are a couple…right? Then what was he so afraid of?
*
Treasure’s Dorm (Dorm #1 / Night)
Doyoung entered the house only to be greeted by Junkyu who looked like he just arrived minutes before Doyoung did.
“Hyung.” Doyoung greets him with a smile as he makes his way towards their kitchen to meet the rest of their group (only members from Dorm 1 and 2 were gathered here tonight).
Junkyu nods at Doyoung, acknowledging the younger member’s greeting in return.
He watched as his friend entered the kitchen before he decides to join them all as well.
“Hey, Doyoung’s back! Did you find Junkyu?” Jihoon said as soon as he sees the younger boy come in.
“Hey, yeah—”
And just in time, Junkyu showed up near the kitchen’s doorframe.
“Ah, so where did you find him?” Hyunsuk asked this time.
“What? Oh, no, I didn’t find Junkyu-hyung. He was already here when I got back,” Doyoung said as he gestured towards his hyung who was standing not far behind him.
“What?? You were already here all this time Junkyu-aa??” Jihoon asked in disbelief. “You should’ve said so, why didn’t you say anything?”
Junkyu shrugs at his friends. “Everyone looked so busy, I didn’t want to interrupt on anything,”
“Eyyy no way! I told you I’m bringing dinner over tonight! There’s nothing to be interrupted anyways!” Jihoon snickered as he walked towards his best friend to hang his arm around his neck now.
“Heyyy too close, too close,” Junkyu pushed his best friend’s arm further away from him.
“Aw come on! You never reject Mashi if he does this to you,” Jihoon whined.
“That’s ‘cause he does it in a non-creepy way—unlike you,” he responded, still trying to get Jihoon’s arm away from his neck.
Jihoon grinned and continued his attempt in teasing his best friend.
Meanwhile, Hyunsuk and the rest were getting ready to plate up the foods that were served on the table into their own plates.
“Hey hyung, you said you were just gonna check if Junkyu-hyung was down at the main thrash container earlier, but what took you so long?” Haruto asked Doyoung as he picks on a piece of tuna gimbap with his chopstick.
“Oh? Oh, right! I bumped into Y/n just now.”
Suddenly, Hyunsuk, Jihoon and Junkyu stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.
Doyoung felt eyes were on him, so he looked up from the table and noticed his hyungs staring at him.
“Uhh…are you all okay?”
“We’re all good, nothing to worry about!” Jihoon chuckled as he removed his arm from Junkyu and proceeds to head towards the table to grab his own food.
Mashiho noticed Junkyu still standing near the doorframe, so he called out to his hyung, “Junkyu-hyung! Come here, come and get some food here,”
Junkyu blinked a couple times and smiled gently at his friend. He heads towards the table and picks up a plate for himself.
“S-so…you met Y/n, huh?” Hyunsuk asks slowly and carefully, almost as if he was stepping on thin ice.
“Yeah,” Doyoung answered, his hands continuing to pick up more food for his plate again. “I think she was feeding the stray cats down there. I saw her there and she said she was heading back up so I thought I might as well walk her home,”
“Aww that’s so nice of you, Doyoung-ah!” Yoshi beamed proudly at his dongsaeng’s gentleman behaviour.
“Yeah, I mean—obviously I’m not gonna let a pretty girl like her walk back alone,” Doyoung snickered before biting on his gimbap.
This earned him looks from his hyungs again.
“O-oh. I see. That’s good. That’s nice of you,” Hyunsuk replied shortly.
Junkyu, who was seated next to Mashiho now, frowned at what the younger boy said. He remembered how he saw Doyoung wrapping an arm around your shoulder earlier tonight and he thought that it was wrong for him to feel jealous about it but hearing Doyoung talking about you this way—he couldn’t help but feel like most of the maknaes in his group were smitten over you.
Jeongwoo, who had been quiet the whole time as he was busy eating his delicious foods, finally opened his mouth to ask, “Junkyu-hyung, can you hand me over the sauce packet beside you,”
Junkyu didn’t hear him the first time because our dear koala friend here was too busy running up thoughts in his own head.
“Hyung?” Jeongwoo asked again.
The rest of them too, now, raised their heads to look at Junkyu who seemed to be frowning at his plate and munching on the piece of gimbap in his mouth.
“Junkyu-hyung? Is everything okay?” Doyoung asked, slightly worried at seeing his hyung’s expression.
Again, still, Junkyu wasn’t listening.
“Hey, hyung—”
“No, you can’t take her away from me!” Junkyu blurted out unintentionally, his eyes widening when he realised what came out of his mouth.
His eyes met Doyoung’s and immediately he felt his ears burning with embarrassment. Junkyu quickly got up from his chair, mumbling about going to his room before he left them all in the kitchen.
The whole gang at the table exchanged confused looks with one another.
“I…I didn’t know Junkyu-hyung favoured that sauce this much…I guess I shouldn’t have asked from him…” Jeongwoo said, feeling bad that he might have offended his hyung for asking for the sauce that was beside him.
Mashiho shakes his head and extends his arm to pat the second maknae’s back.
“It’s alright Jeongwoo-aa. You can have some of mine,” Jihoon said as he stands up to pass over his sauce packet towards the maknae. “I’ll go check on Junkyu for a bit,” he added before leaving the kitchen as well.
Haruto lets out a soft sigh, only audible for him and Yoshi since they were both seated closely together. “Gosh, the Haenam air really did something to these hyungs, didn’t it?”
Yoshi nods his head silently in response.
*
Treasure’s Dorm (Dorm #1 / Junkyu’s Room)
Jihoon knocked on the door couple times before letting himself inside, closing the door behind him after entering.
Junkyu was seated on his bed—the scene looked almost familiar, Jihoon thought. Almost like the time Junkyu had lashed out about you—but this time he had lashed out randomly during dinner.
“So…” Jihoon sighs, “…what gives?”
Junkyu raised his head to look at his best friend. He looked troubled.
“I…I’m sorry…I don’t know what came over me…”
“Well you better start thinking straight Junkyu. I don’t want this to be a thing—you lashing out on your possessiveness when it comes to Y/n,”
“I know, I know. I just—Wait. How did you know I was thinking about Y/n??”
Jihoon raised an eyebrow, as if his best friend had just asked him something stupid.
“Oh, please,” Jihoon scoffed as he makes his way towards Junkyu’s gaming chair, pulling it to face Junkyu before he sits down in the comfy swivel item.
“No, you can’t take her away from me??” Jihoon continued, making Junkyu cover his face in embarrassment. “Obviously you were talking about Y/n. As far as I know, Y/n is the only person that’s been making you all flustered this year,”
“Hey…don’t blame her…” Junkyu responded softly. Though he secretly agrees with Jihoon. He hasn’t been this much affected by girls until he’s met you.
“I’m not, I really am not blaming her.” Jihoon paused. “But really, what gives? If you like her so much, just make her your girlfriend or something,”
“Hyung!”
“What? Did I say something wrong?”
Junkyu kept quiet. He looked down at his hands.
“Why not? You obviously like her, as she does towards you.”
“I know that…I’m in love with her…”
“Exactly. And you’re gonna be lashing out towards anyone talking fondly over her because you know that you don’t exactly have a hold on her,”
Junkyu tilts his head as he looks at his hyung. “A hold over her?”
“Duhh, you’re insecure about losing Y/n. That’s why you go crazy when another guy or well; in your case, when another member speaks fondly of Y/n. It’s because she’s not your girlfriend. And you’re not her boyfriend either.”
“How does that make any sense??” Junkyu asked, confused.
“I mean, if everyone knew that you guys are dating or well are a ‘couple’, don’t you think people would have been more in-lined with what they say or do towards Y/n? And don’t deny what I’m saying Junkyu, I saw how you stared daggers at Junghwan when he went to hug Y/n the other day at our practice room,” Jihoon huffed, his arms crossed now.
“I--,” Junkyu shakes his head. “I can’t help it! He had his arm around her waist for like, an hour!”
“Oh stop exaggerating, it was only for 10 minutes!”
“Fine!” Junkyu lets out a heavy sigh. “Fine…”
“Look, I’m not forcing you to marry Y/n or something, heck—if you don’t want to be her boyfriend I have no issue with that too—” Jihoon added, making Junkyu’s eyes widen in panic at the thought of not making you his girlfriend by now.
“…I’m just saying, you should think of how you want things to be between you and Y/n. You don’t want to lose her? Make her yours. You don’t want other guys hitting on her? Then be upfront about your feelings for her. You know we all love you, right? And we’d respect who you want to be with, regardless if any of us likes her too.”
Junkyu nods his head slowly in response to what Jihoon has said.
Jihoon sighs again, “Besides, we all know very well that by the end of the day, it’s you who she’s smitten by,” he smirks.
Junkyu smiled a little. “Thanks, hyung. I needed to hear all that.”
“You know me. I’m good at these things,” Jihoon bragged as he pats his own chest.
“Hey hyung…”
“Yeah?”
“What you said…. does this mean…Hyunsuk-hyung will be alright if I straight up tell him that Y/n and I are dating…?”
“Well…I think…by the end of it all, he just wants you and Y/n to be happy,” Jihoon smiles gently at his best friend.
Junkyu smiled wider this time. He was glad he has someone like his Jihoon-hyung as his best friend. He knew that he could always count on Jihoon to cheer him up, to tell him things he wants to hear.
“Right.” Jihoon said as he got up from the chair he had been comfortably sitting on. “Let’s head back out and join the rest for dinner, shall we?”
Junkyu nods and got up as well, “Okay,”
*
Time skip to a couple of days later—Junkyu was insistent on letting his friends know that you and him were already dating—despite the fact that the only dates the both of you had were only at your apartment or the main thrash container outside your apartments’ building. That too, wasn’t what he intends to have with you forever; he couldn’t imagine never taking you out on real dates, that would’ve been horrible.
Alas, Junkyu never got around to telling his friends about you and him. It just never seemed like the right time. He couldn’t possibly spring this topic up when they’re all in practice. What if the management finds out about this? As much as he wants the whole world to know that he’s in love with you, he wants to take it slow too. Slow as in letting his group members know about it first before you know—the rest of the world knowing about this.
And so, Junkyu has brought up about his concerns to you when he had another cuddle/tv watching session with you one particular night, and you listened to him, thinking of a plan to help him ‘announce’ your relationship with him.
“But are we really a couple though?” you asked him that night.
Junkyu froze in his seat that night. He wondered why you would ask him that. Did you not want to be his girlfriend? Did you not want to commit being with him? Were you just dating him to keep your options open??
“W-what are you saying? Of course we are a couple. Look at what we’re doing right now. We’re cuddling and nuzzling our noses against each other’s shoulders. Is that not what couples do??” Junkyu answered back.
You let out a sigh. You get his point. Of course you’d only be doing these kind of activities with someone you truly liked. But Junkyu didn’t catch your main point. He never asked you to be his girlfriend. He only implied the idea of you being his girlfriend. And it didn’t seem official to you at all.
“No, you’re right…It’s just…” you kept quiet for a moment, making Junkyu sitting up straight now, his attention fully on you. “Your main concern is that you only want people to know we’re both dating, right? Because only then you can keep your jealousy in check,” you wondered aloud.
Junkyu nods at this—STILL missing the point that he still isn’t making any affirmations of being your boyfriend nor you being his girlfriend.
“I see,” you said before turning back to face the tv, a little disappointed with his answer. Maybe you shouldn’t be hoping for too much too soon, you thought.
Which brings us to today—a Friday noon, the day when you finished work half-day. You had planned to invite over the Treasure boys for dinner later that night, to give them the souvenirs you had brought back from Haenam and well, as per Junkyu’s planning as well—he had told you that tonight would also be the night he would let them know that the both of you are dating.
Wowee some big night, huh?
And so, you were heading back from your office, and going back to your usual routine, you have decided to stop over at the convenience store opposite the YGE Building to get your usual Ramen Fridays commenced.
You were right in front of the convenience store’s entrance when you felt your phone buzzing in your bag.
You fished your phone out of your bag to see Junkyu texting you.
Message(s) (Junkyu and Y/n):
Junkyu: Heyo :3
Y/n: yes junkyu-ssi?
Junkyu: What’s with the formality ☹ did I do something wrong?
Y/n: Nooooo silly. I was just messing with you. How was your photoshoot today?
Junkyu: It was horrible.
Y/n: Oh nooo. What happened bb? ;-;
Junkyu: You never sent me your selca ☹
Y/n: Wait what??
Junkyu: You said that you’d send me your selca this morning but you never sent it…
Y/n: Junkyu…we’re meeting up tonight for dinner, remember?? You don’t need my selca
Junkyu: But I miss seeing your face…
Y/n: Junkyu. We just met 2 nights ago.
Junkyu: Okay then…I guess I’ll just stare at the picture Jihoon sent to me that one time
Y/n: ??? Jihoon doesn’t have pictures of me
Junkyu: You’d be surprised to know what pictures he keeps in his phone y/n
Y/n:….
Y/n: WAIT KIM JUNKYU WHAT KIND OF PICTURES DOES JIHOON KEEP AND HOW MANY OF THEM ARE PICTURES OF ME
Y/n: Junkyu???
You realise that Junkyu was no longer online so you assumed he had gone back to his photoshoot by now.
You sighed to yourself, wondering what Junkyu meant about Jihoon keeping pictures in his phone. Does Jihoon have a secret folder in his phone’s gallery where he keeps pictures of everyone and blackmails everyone with it?
If that’s the case…then maybe you should’ve asked Junkyu to steal Jihoon’s phone and delete the folder. That way, everyone will be able to live in peace. You shake your head as you enter the convenience store now, greeting back the young cashier when you heard his usual welcome greeting.
The store was empty, having only you and the cashier in it. Just the way you liked it to be.
You were walking towards the aisle that shelves the ramen bowls and cups and you took your time to think which one you felt like having this afternoon.
It was around 7-8 minutes of you just standing and staring at the ramen choices in front of you when you finally narrowed down your choices to 2 ramens—in which you held each bowl in your hand as you argued in your hand which one you liked better.
The shrimp broth ramen in your left hand; and the spicy cheese ramen in your right hand.
Shrimp and soupy or cheese and spicy?
Shrimp or cheese?
Red or pink?
Shrimp or cheese shrimp or cheese shrimp or cheese—
You didn’t realise this but you were already frowning on your own as you kept on holding onto the two ramen bowls in your hands, still not being able to brain which one was to be your lunch today.
That is until a voice popped up behind you—
“Seriously Y/n, just get the shrimp one already,” the voice said—making you jump a little on your feet and almost dropping both the ramen bowls from your hold.
You turned around to see a well-dressed man with his dark hair parted in the middle and styled just how you liked it best, the fringe resting voluminously on the side of his face, although half of his face which was from his nose to his chin was covered by a black face mask.
“What are you doing here??” you asked in hushed voice, not knowing if it was safe for you to say his name since he was all dressed up.
His eyes lit up as you could tell he was grinning underneath the mask he was wearing as if he was amused by your cautiousness.
“What do you mean what I’m doing here? Obviously I came over to see you. Especially since you won’t send me your selca,” you could hear him pouting now.
You rolled your eyes at him. “You didn’t respond to my text,”
“I was busy convincing manager-hyung and the rest that I needed to get something from this convenience store, it wasn’t easy you know,”
“How did you know I was here?”
“I remember you telling me about your Ramen Fridays routine. I always want to remember the things you like, you know,” he responds.
You tilt your head as you took in Junkyu’s half-face that you’re seeing right now. His skin was glowing, eyebrows neatly filled in with a darker shade of colour, his eyelids touched with very pale coral-ish colour. Now, Kim Junkyu himself was already such a fine man on his own—but you couldn’t help but think of him as pretty when he was made up like this.
He was wearing a dark blue denim jacket, a white shirt inside, his black jeans accentuating his long legs, fitting his tall, model-like height.
You suddenly felt his finger poking your cheek, waking you up from your intense gawking.
“Don’t stare at me like that for too long, I know I look good today,” he said, his eyes smiling at your flustered expression.
“Gosh, someone’s really confident today,” you smirked in response, trying to change the topic.
“Of course, I look good today,” he repeated, and you could hear the proudness in his voice.
But you look good every day. That’s what you wanted to say. But okay maybe you’ll just keep that to yourself since he didn’t look like he needed the ego boost from you—obviously.
You kept the spicy cheese ramen bowl back on the shelf and turned to Junkyu, “Are you getting anything?”
He shakes his head in response to you.
“Okay then, I’m gonna go pay this up, okay? You can take a seat there first,” you point out a finger at one of the tables located not too far from the cashier’s counter.
“Okay,” Junkyu said as he heads towards where you had pointed.
You approached the counter, smiling at the familiar cashier as you took out your wallet from your bag, waiting for the cashier to scan your ramen bowl.
“By the way miss, we’re having a 1 plus 1 promotion for items listed on the menu here,” the cashier points towards the menu that was on the counter.
“Oh? 1 plus 1?”
“Yes, you can get any 2 of the items in this menu and pay it for a single price,”
“Oh wow, that sounds like a nice deal,”
“It is! You should try the grapefruit sparkling drink, it’s really tasty!” the cashier offered.
“Sure, I’ll take those then,” you grinned.
“Okay! Hang on, I’ll get you the cold ones from the chiller, since it tastes better cold,” the cashier said as he slides out of the cashier compartment to get you the cold drinks.
“Ahh, t-thank you!” you thanked him, feeling bad that he had to go get the drinks for you when he could’ve informed you to go take it yourself instead.
“It’s no worries,” he called out from the chiller not far behind you.
You were pulling out more change from your wallet now, adding in the charge for the drinks as well when the cashier returned with two cold bottles of grapefruit sparkling juice for you.
“Here you go! So your total now is $13.”
You handed him the money and thanked him again for his wonderful service.
“No problem! I always see you going here almost every week, so it’s nice to be of your assistance,” he smiled as he bowed slightly at you.
“Ah, I didn’t know you noticed,” you smiled back at him.
“You look really pretty today too, by the way,” the cashier added.
“O-oh. Thanks I guess—”
“Jagiyaaaaaa what’s taking you so longggggg?” you heard another voice whining not far from you.
You turned your head to your left, and surely enough, Junkyu had taken his mask off, a pout evident on his face.
“U-uh, here’s your receipt miss, thank you and enjoy your meal!” the cashier hurriedly hands you the paper receipt, noting the way Junkyu was side-eyeing him and not wanting to get into trouble with the much handsomer man that was waiting for you.
You thanked the cashier again and made your way towards the table where Junkyu had been waiting for you.
“What was that for?? And since when do you call me ‘Jagiya’” you frowned at him.
“Why? Did you not like it when I make it obvious that we’re dating?” he asked you back, his forehead creasing now.
You sighed. “Nooo it’s not like that. But you’re acting strange today,”
Junkyu folds his arms against his chest. “I dressed up nicely today, I wore make up, and still I can’t have your attention fully on me,”
“Kim Junkyu, you only dolled up today because you had a photoshoot today,”
He kept quiet. Then he opened his mouth to say, “Okay but still!”
You shake your head at him and opened one of the grapefruit juice before handing it to him.
“Here, you can have this one.”
“Thank you,” he said as he grabs onto the bottle, taking a sip from it right after.
“Oh, I need to get some hot water for the ramen,” you suddenly remembered.
You were about to get up from your seat when Junkyu’s hand grabbed your arm, making you stop.
“I’ll get it for you!”
You blinked a couple times at him. “S-sure…Thank you…”
“No biggie,” he smiled his cute smile at you, making you blush.
You didn’t know this but the sole reason Junkyu was eager to get the hot water for you was because he saw the cashier going towards the hot water machine as well. He didn’t want you to carry on another conversation with the cashier and leaving him alone all over again like just now. Not when he’s still around.
When Junkyu came back, he placed your ramen bowl onto the table, the both of you staying quiet as you both waited for the ramen to soften.
But the quiet didn’t last long. You were the one who broke it first as you asked, “So, how long are you allowed to stay out here?”
“Around 30 minutes?”
“Ooohhh that’s not too bad,”
Junkyu nods at this. He watches as you peeked into the ramen bowl now, your hand holding onto a pair of chopsticks and mixing the seasoning into the bowl, the smell of the shrimp broth floating in the air around the both of you.
“So, what do want for dinner tonight?” you asked as you continued stirring the noodles, your eyes fixed on the bowl in front of you.
“Hm? For dinner?”
“The rest of the boys are coming over tonight, right? We’re…telling them about us…tonight?” you asked him, your head raised in his direction now.
Junkyu nods his head firmly. “Yup! And then I won’t have to worry about people flirting with you anymore,” he huffs.
You giggled at this. “You’re funny. No one’s flirting with me, Junkyu. Your friends won’t do that to me, you know that too,”
“I’ll see it when I believe it,” he said sarcastically, making you extend your hand to gently pinch his arm; the both of you smiling at each other right after.
And then suddenly, you both heard the convenience store’s doors opening, a person entering the store, footsteps all quick and in a rush, heading towards where you both are.
“AH HAH! I CAUGHT YOU BOTH RED HANDED!” the boy said, slightly panting, as if he had just run a marathon.
“Oh you have got to be kidding me…” Junkyu muttered to himself, although you could hear him.
“Okay, fine, you caught me,” you raised your hands, sighing. “What are you doing here anyways??”
To be continued….
