foreign - lee chan

07.

"Hansol!" Chan called, knocking loudly on his friend's front door.

It was five o' clock, Hansol should be home by now. Chan wanted to tell him how everything went, and thank his friend for helping him so much.

"Hansol! Open the door, please!" Chan began slamming his fist on the door when Hansol finally opened the door, looking very annoyed with how his friend was intruding without calling.

"What the hell, Dino? What did you need so badly?" Hansol asked, gritting his teeth, "I'm busy."

"With what?" Chan asked, confused.

"I was taking a nap," Hansol groaned, "I'm tired so this better be g-"

"Hansol, she said yes! She forgave me and asked me to go out and now we're going to sight see Korea on Saturday!" Chan exclaimed, jumping on his friend and hugging him. Hansol and him cheered, as Hansol carried the both of them into the house before the two fell over on the floor.

"So, what's the plan? Where are you taking her?" Hansol asked as he went and locked the front door.

"I have no idea, give me some advice, Hyung, I want to be her friend," Chan pouted, sitting down on the chair.

Hansol looked at Chan with wide eyes, before slamming his hand on the table in front of Chan, scaring him.

"This whole time I thought you were sending this girl notes and apologies and wanting to take her out because you liked her," Hansol said, outraged.

"I do, that's why I want to be her friend!" Chan argued. "What did you think I was trying to do?"

"DATE HER!" Hansol yelled at Chan, "I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DATE HER!"

There was a soft knock at the door, and Hansol stomped to the front door, throwing open the door to reveal a boy with dark blond hair and smiling eyes. He wore a red baseball cap and a black T-Shirt to go with his grey sweatpants and red sneakers. In his hands he held a bag filled with Chinese takeout.

This boy was Hoshi, one of Hansol's and Chan's older friends (two years older than Hansol). He often came over to Hansol's home with food that he brought from his job at the Chinese restaurant The Red Dragon, the best Chinese restaurant in all of Seoul.

"I brought some food, Hansol," Hoshi smiled, walking into the house, before laying eyes on Chan. "Oh, Chan! What's up, man?"

Before Chan could even greet the man, Hansol shut the door and took the food from the man, putting it on the table. He looked Hoshi in the eye with a stern look.

"Hyung," Hansol said sternly, "sit down, I'm going to tell you a story."

Confused, Hoshi sits down next to Chan on the island, while pulling out the cartons of Chinese food. "What's up?"

"There's this American girl that arrived at Dino's school, right? Well, during her first week there, Dino managed to hit her in the head with a soccer ball when she was walking past the park."

"That doesn't surprise me," Hoshi laughed, giving Chan a carton of fried noodles and barbecued pork, "Chan has always been very clumsy."

"Let me finish," Hansol continues. "So, he feels bad and he comes to me and asks me to help him write a note to the girl in English so he can apologize and get her to like him again. Well, she sees the note, accepts his apology, and they decided to go out on Saturday."

Hoshi lets out a big cheer, messing up Chan's hair and giving him a big pat on the back. "Oh, Dino! Look at you, you're going on a date! I'm so proud of you!"

"No, Hyung, that's the thing!" Hansol yelled, "He doesn't like the girl like that. He just wants to be her friend."

Hoshi almost chokes on a bite of fried noodles, before he gives Chan a hard slap to the back of the neck. "What the hell? You ask an American girl out on a date and write notes back and forth and it's apparent that she kind of likes you, but you don't want to date her? Chan, what the hell are you doing?"

"That was the plan all along!" Chan cried, rubbing his now sore neck, "I never wanted to be anything more than friends with her! Why are you guys so mad at me?"

"Americans are beautiful! They're good-looking and have nice eyes and hair and skin!" Hoshi exclaimed, "You are literally talking to probably the most beautiful girl you'll ever see in your life, and you don't even want to date her?"

"I'm too young, Hyung, please calm down," Chan pleaded, taking a bite of the pork.

Hoshi sighed, giving Hansol his food and chopsticks before looking at Chan. "What's your plan for the date on Saturday?"

"It's not a d-"

"What the hell is the plan?"

"I don't know," Chan sighed, "I don't know where I should take her or anything. All I know is that she wants to see Seoul and I need to show her the best places to go."

Hoshi swallows the food in his mouth, and then he puts his chopsticks down, looking at his friend. "I'm about to tell you exactly what you should do: take her to Myeongdong. Show her around, offer to buy her a few things, and just let her explore. Then, you go to Seoul Forest, take a short walk around and talk and know about one another, and then at six, you take her to the tower, and let her fall in love with Seoul."

Hansol hums in agreement, his mouth full of food. Chan looks at his two hyungs and sighs.

"She has to be home before eight and I'm not rich," Chan rolled his eyes.

"Don't take her shopping, then. Take her to the Seoul Tower, and later go to Hoshi's restaurant to treat her." Hansol answered, "Then offer to take her to all the other cool places on a different day since there's so many things to do and see." Hoshi nodded his head, and smiled.

"I'll get you guys in for free, just so I can see this American girl you're talking about," He laughed.

Chan thought about his friends' words, and smiled. "Okay, I'll do it. Thank you, Hyung, for the food. I'm going home now."

As Chan walked to the front door, Hoshi called for him.

"If you don't want her, then let me date he-"

"Goodnight, Hyung."