[✔︎] 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ➵ txtzy

𝟎𝟓 ❛ attracted to trouble ❜

Attracted to Trouble

Annoying, Ryujin kept chanting that in her mind every once in a while when Beomgyu keeps dragging her around the city that of course she's unfamiliar with. She tries to avert her attention elsewhere when Beomgyu keeps stealing glances in his peripheral vision, one of the things Ryujin is good at noticing

"Can you suggest a color that I'll dye my hair?" Beomgyu gestured to his jet black hair, which is currently a bit tousled

Ryujin scoffed, "Can you at least shut up for one minute?" She mocked, crossing her arms

Beomgyu sighed, she would retort that same question everytime he asked one. He tried to get her soft side around him just like what he saw around her friends, he wants her to be his friend also. He didn't know why would he like to be friends with her but one thing for sure is she's different from the other girls he met before

"I did but you always shut me out." He whined, although on the inside he's literally losing hope trying to distinguished her apparent flame

She snorted, "Told you you'd regret it." She muttered, diverting her eyes on the sidewalk

Beomgyu shook his head, she's way more short tempered than him, "Let's go there." He grabbed her wrist and dragged her somewhere only when Ryujin yanked her hand back, "I'll stay here." She uttered dryly

"But—"

"Period." She emphasized each syllable and Beomgyu only sighed before entering an ice cream shop, Does he even know what he's buying? Ryujin thought

He couldn't possibly know what flavor she wants considering she's not giving him any hints of what she likes, or maybe he's just buying his own food

Ryujin tsked before taking a seat from the nearest bench and waited for him, it was really crowded inside and she hates closed spaces

Minutes flew and Beomgyu is still not with her, she glanced at the shop and saw Beomgyu already exiting with two ice cream cones

"I don't really know what you like but you can choose which one." He held out two ice cream cones and Ryujin looked at him with 'Really, bro?' Look

"You didn't really gave any choice." She dead panned, looking at the two chocolate ice cream flavor in his hands, she tsked while picking one of the ice cream

Beomgyu scratched the back of his head and sat beside her, "So, what next store should we stop?"

"I prefer going back to your room." She deadpan, chocolate is really one of the best flavors and she was lost tasting the long lost masterpiece once in a while

"Our room."

Ryujin choked her ice cream in shock, if that's even possible. She glared at the laughing Beomgyu, "You're easily flustered despite your composed manner." His laugh subsided

"I'm only sharing with your room." She emphasized the word your while narrowing her eyes into tiny slits, "It's still necessary to call it 'Our ro—"

"Finish that sentence and you'll see where you'll be waking up." She threatened, though she's only bluffing, it was not a big deal for her since she doesn't really mind, "In our bed, of course."