01. Missing You

                                    

                                          
A/N:
It's my first ever fanfic I had written and now I'm rewriting it, trying my best to avoid any mistake. If there is one feel free to point it out. ☺️

*RING RING*
BEEP!
Jihoon groggily turns off his alarm, still enveloped in the haze of sleep. The clock reads only 9 in the morning, and he mutters an incoherent curse under his breath at his best friend for setting the annoying alarm. Just as he is about to drift back into sleep, Scoups barges into his bedroom, his energetic presence shaking Jihoon fully awake. "Come on, we have plans today!" Scoups declares, pulling the curtains open to let the sunlight flood the room. Jihoon squints against the sudden brightness, groaning as he pulls the blanket over his head, wishing for just a few more minutes of rest.
"Dude, I didn't give you the passcode so that you could trespass," Jihoon mumbled, eyes still closed, hoping for just a few more minutes of rest. He buried his face deeper into the pillow. "Yah, Lee Jihoon, get up quickly. We need to leave for the orientation. Jeonghan and Joshua would kick me goodbye if you aren't there," Seungcheol reminded him, his voice a mix of urgency and frustration as he forcefully pulls the comforter off the younger, exposing him to the cool morning air.
"Oh, c'mon hyung, I'm a sophomore this year. I can just skip it," Jihoon whined, rolling over on his king-sized bed and seeking a more comfortable sleeping position as he aging covered himself with the comforter. The soft, plush mattress seemed to swallow him as he nestled deeper into the warmth of his blankets. He could hear a weary sigh escape from his older friend, who was standing by the side of the bed, clearly frustrated but also concerned. Jihoon, however, remained stubbornly burrowed under his covers, feeling the tug of sleep pulling him back, unwilling to budge from his cozy sanctuary despite the clear disapproval in his friend's voice.
"First, the twins are in charge of the program. Second, didn't you promise Vernon and Seungkwan that you'd be there for them?" Scoups states, raising one of his eyebrows in a way that conveys both amusement and mild reproach. Jihoon instantly springs out of his bed, fully aware of the gravity of the situation. The reasons are quite simple: he knows exactly what the mischievous twins are capable of, despite their genuine affection for Jihoon. Furthermore, he had indeed made a commitment to Vernon and Seungkwan, promising that he would be there to support them no matter what.
"Wear something formal," he heard Seungcheol shouting from outside the bathroom, his voice echoing slightly against the tiles. Jihoon sighed for what feels like the hundredth time, feeling the familiar weight of resignation settle in. He much preferred wearing oversized or baggy clothes, finding them infinitely more comfortable and freeing compared to restrictive formal attire. However, as Scoups had reminded him, "it's the orientation," and he really couldn't afford to be lax about it. The importance of first impressions wasn't supposed to go with him, but considering how everyone will be there in formal, he reluctantly accepts the necessity to dress appropriately, even if it means sacrificing his personal style for the day.
Taking his sweet time in the shower, fully aware that the program would start at 10, Jihoon contemplated the day ahead, mulling over the events he needed to navigate.When he finally stepped out of his room, he opted for a plain silk white shirt and a formal black pair of pants, reluctantly dressing up as the occasion demanded. His fingers lingered over the fabric, feeling its smooth texture, reflecting his mixed emotions about the day that awaited him. Emerging into the living room, he finds Seungcheol fully engrossed in an intense game on his PS5, his fingers moving deftly and with precision on the controller as the sounds of the game fill the room.