in time. / park woojin!

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" stay where you are, "

[ yes daDDY! im sorry my minor ass should stop i — ]
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     "so are you and woojin now officially together or?" jinyoung winks at me, nudging my shoulder. i chewed on my food, looking at him, with my eyebrows raised, "no,"

     "jesus, can yall just quickly get together so i can live happily and my ship can finally sail and i can be the best man of your wedding—" daehwi interrupts jinyoung, "i'M her brother so i am gonna be the best man," he scoffs.

     i roll my eyes, "i hate all of you,", they pretend to be shocked, then laughing by themselves. kids.

     out of the blue, we hear someone yelling from the back, i guess it was hana, that bitch is always yelling and squealing.

     "oh mY GOD, girls!" we hear her yell. "jesus christ, here we go again," daehwi rolls his eyes. jinyoung and i laugh.

     "guess what woojin did?!" we hear. i immediately stopped eating, hearing clearer, eyes widened. "he just asked me out to have dinner with him tonight!" she squeals.

     i slowly tightened my fists together, tilting my head to the right, then letting out a small laugh, smirking at her comment. "what the—" jinyoung mutters to himself.

     "he did? i thought ara and him were toge—" someone voices out from back there. hana stops her, "shut up, yuna! stop pointing out the obvious. plus, cant you see? it's obvious that woojin is slowly falling back for me,"

     i roll my eyes. the same girl comments, "but he didnt fall for you in the first place though?" i laugh, the three of us did.

     "screw you jung yuna!" she yells before changing the topic. i roll my eyes.

     as if on cue, woojin walks into the scene and sits down right beside my brother, in front of me.

     he nonchalantly smiles, "so, what did i miss?" he giggles.

     what was he trying to do? was he trying to play 'hard to get'? was he trying to make me jealous like how i unintentionally made him jealous? because if yes, then it's working.

     "do you wanna handle it?" daehwi looks at me with pitiful eyes. "no," i sternly say. "handle what?" woojin asks, i looked at him, "nothing," then sarcastically smiling before continuing to eat my food.

     "oh? parK WOOJIN!!" we hear hana yell from behind us. woojin looks up, smiling at her, waving at her.

     "8 oclock today?" she screams. "i'll pick you up!" he winks. my heart sank, jesus christ, i hate this boy so much.