Junmyeon’s Dorm
Junmyeon went out of his bathroom with one of his hand drying his wet hair using a small towel. He was cladded in a white polka dots pajama that his mom had bought for him. He walked to his dressing table and dumped the towel inside the basket. He started to dry his hair using his hairdryer as he sit in front of his dressing table. His mind started to wander back to the moment he spends with Yifan today. The one when he was pretending that he was in a relationship with Yifan. He pouts as he remembered when Yifan exposed him, saying that he was doing all of that because of the food. He sure that it’s not just him who will did this, everyone will do the same if they were being offered a free food, moreover a chocolate cake if they were a couple.
Then his mind wandered to the moment when he was being mad at Yifan and walked away. He really thought that Yifan will leave him, so when he saw Yifan sitting in front of him, he was really startled. Thinking that he went back to find him because of his book, but then Yifan confessed that it was not because of the book. ‘Why would Yifan be worried of him? It’s not like they were friends or anything, beside they just met few days ago. Or was Yifan someone who genuinely always cared about someone?’ But Junmyeon always annoyed him, wasn’t he supposed to just leave him? The image of Yifan holding his hands suddenly appeared on his mind. The way Yifan holds his hands were so careful, as if Junmyeon was so fragile. Why would he- “Aaaa!” he yelled out as he feels hot air was hitting his face.
He switched off the hairdryer and put it back to its original place. As he was about to stand up, his gaze fall on a white shopping bag. He picked it up and put it on top of his dressing table. He still remembered when Yifan give it to him when he was about to get off his car. He peeked inside the shopping bag and was stunned when he saw what was inside it. It was the baby pink sweatshirt from before. He remembered how he feels so happy when he found out this sweatshirt suit him. A small smile makes it to his face thinking how Yifan was so kind to buy it for him. But that smile only lasts for a sec before it was wipe off and replaced with faint blush on his cheeks. Groaning loudly, he hides his face on top of his arms on the table. He’s not jealous, definitely not jealous. All he wanted to do at the moment was trying to clear his mind and in the same time trying to digest the fact Yifan was talking to his loves one. Which it was actually his niece. ‘Oh damn it Junmyeon. Why did you even walked away from him in that moment? What if he thought that you got feeling for him?’ Sighing deeply, he looks up to his own face in the mirror. He let out a faint smile, trying to assure himself. “Just act normal next time you meet him Junmyeon-ah. Don’t let your feeling take over your body. Be the Kim Junmyeon, the one that everyone knew. And don’t show this Junmyeon again.”
Yifan’s Dorm
Yifan’s Pov
How can he be so cute when his image is a popular Casanova? A player that every creature named girls called manly. Is ‘you’ the one that I spend my day with today is the real you? The one that show everything that he felt in his heart. Smile when he want to, being mad when he want to, sulking and being jealous when he want to, is that the real you? A soft chuckle erupted from my chest as I remember that face he gave me when I told him about my niece. Isn’t he being too honest with his face? I sighed and shakes my head as a thought of ‘how interesting he is’ went through my mind. No Yifan, not this time. Don’t let your feeling get the best of you. You do still remember what happened when you follow what your heart yearned for before this. It will only bring pain in the end of the road.
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Somewhere in a café
“You sure they’re dating?”, Yixing asked as he glance at Luhan suspiciously. Luhan nodded his head eagerly as he leans his back on his chair. “Of course I’m so sure of it. If not then why would Yifan held his hands, moreover in an open space. The Wu Yifan that we both know will not just hold anybody hands if they didn’t meant anything to him. Even when I want to hold his hand he will push me away.” He crossed his arms as he said the last sentence through his gritted teeth. Yixing grimaced, “Why would you want to hold his hand?” Luhan rolled his eyes, “Is that even important right now?” He sipped on his bubble tea, as he was still trying to remember where did he saw that guy? He stopped his sipping when he heard a soft sigh coming from Yixing. “What with that sighed? Arguing with Jongdae again?” And this time it was Yixing turned to roll his eyes. “No. We’re okay. I just thought that how stupid I was trying to make Yifan and Junmyeon get together. Now that I think about it, it makes me kind of feeling sick. What if Yifan really did come at that time and me didn’t know about him being in a relationship trying my best to make them date?”
Luhan shrugs, “Maybe it was a fate that God didn’t want Yifan to come that day. And he managed to avoid himself from your love matching.” Yixing nodded his head, silently agreeing to Luhan’s words. Luhan leans closer as he whispered, “Forget about Yifan, why don’t you help me to get a date?” Yixing smiled amusingly as he heard that. “Why Lu ge? Is there nobody want you anymore that you need my help now?” Luhan groaned and went back to drink his bubble tea, not minding about what Yixing said. Yixing chuckles and leans on the table. “No ge, you don’t need my help. Seeing how Yifan kind of in a relationship now, I think it’s better if you just wait for your love one to come and knock on your door. I think it will be better in that way than me setting you up on a blind date.” “You meant like how you met Jongdae for the first time? Like how you fall for him in that moment as your heart beating crazily when you see his kitten smile and ‘pretty’ laugh? ” Yixing nodded with sweet smile adorning his face as his eyes turn dreamy. Luhan sighed, ‘How long should I wait then?’
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“Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you’d clicked ‘Send’.”-Kim Junmyeon