Day XIII

"um, taeyeon-unnie?"

"yes irene?"

"is fany-unnie mad at me?"

"that's ridiculous. why would she be mad at you?"

"i-i can feel her glaring daggers at me."

i slowly opened my eyes that were closed before and looked at you.

sure enough, you were trying to kill irene with that look.

"i'll be right back, 'kay?"

irene nodded.

i quickly went to where you were and pulled you outside of the practice room.

"what?" you asked, quite annoyed.

"could you please stop looking at irene like that? she feels uncomfortable." i asked nicely.

"why would i do that? she deserves it."

my eyebrows furrowed.

"what's wrong with you? she's not even doing anything to you."

"what? its her fault for touching my wife like she's the one who owns her.

"what are you--"

"i'm jealous, taeyeon! jealous!"

i was about to say something but you