Error Code 404 (Saeran x Reader x Saeyoung) {Completed}

Just Like Old Times (Saeran After Ending) {Part 3}

"I feel... Strange." he said, his grip loosening on his hair. "I don't know how to describe it. It's the same feeling I get when I look at the clouds... I can't describe it." I opened my mouth to say something but Saeran beat me to it. "It feels like when I look at the clouds but... Stronger... And I only feel it when I'm with y-"

Boom!

Crack!

(Y/n)'s P.O.V.

"Crap," I sighed as I looked up. The sky was now covered in grey clouds making water rain down from the sky, drenching us both. I hopped down from our perch on the tree. "Come on, we need to get home." I said. Saeran sighed and hopped down from the branch. "Let's go." I said as I started to run back the way we came.

"Please say, 'I love Elizabeth the Third.' in Arabic." The door said. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a drenched dictionary.

" 'uhibu 'iilizabith thayuridu." I turned around to see Saeran walking up to the door. The door
made a beep noise and opened.

We had two front doors, the first one was to keep people out, the second was just to be safe. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the actual house key.   As we stepped into the house we were engulfed with warmth.

"How'd you know that?" I asked in-between pants. I looked at Saeran.

"Whenever I had to hack into Saeyoung's computer almost everything was in Arabic so I thought I might as well just learn it." He sighed. I smiled at him and squeezed my hair out.

He's back to his normal self... I mentally said, Good.

"The news was wrong, no rain my butt." I sighed. "Come on, we better get changed out of these clothes." I said as I slipped my shoes off. Saeran did the same and followed me into the bed room.

I walked over to my wheelie chair and pushed it over to Saeran.

"Sit." I ordered. He did as I said as sat.

I walked over to my drawer and pulled out a tan sweater with various colored diamond shapes on it and my old(f/c) hoodie. I took it out along with a brown pair of pants and some shorts. I then walked into the bathroom.

I grabbed a (f/c) towel and walked back into the bedroom.

I walked over to Saeran and threw the towel onto his head.

"Hay, what giv-" I cut him off by rubbing the towel onto his head. "Gah, what the, hay, stop, let go!" I chuckled and took the towel off of his head. "What the hell!?" he shouted, his cheeks red.

"It's either that or the blow dryer." I said, his eyes widening at the word blow dryer. I chuckled remembering the past where I had tried to use a blow drier on his hair, resulting in him running.

He's like a cat. I chuckled. I handed him the pile of clothes.

"Change into these." I said as I tossed him clothes. "You can leave your wet clothes in the bathroom, I'll wash them latter." I walked to the door, "Oh, and any undergarments, you'll have to borrow from Saeyoung." and with that I walked out of the room.