AN: 

Hi! There were TWO chapters last week, so if you haven't read both, I suggest reading them before continuing on with this one. Hehe. That's all. Happy reading! :)

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Peace is finally restored, but it is merely the beginning for Bambi. The beginning of an agonizing and head aching stage of her life. Since she chose to keep her actual feelings to herself, the truce between her and Sehun proved to be more difficult than she expected. She can see how much he's holding back in order to maintain that best friendship atmosphere, but it ends up paining her. One, because he couldn't completely be himself around her; and two, because she actually kind of wants to receive those tiny gestures of affection. However, the stubborn and cowardly side of her brain refuses to acknowledge this.

 

But little does she know that everything is about to turn much worse; or at least from her perspective, it will.

 

“Hey, neighbor!” Sandara greets with excessive enthusiasm as she enters the loft. Spotting Sehun eating his breakfast quietly on the kitchen counter, she plops herself across him and sends a sickly sweet smile.

 

His eyes finally land on her and he returns a suspicious look while remarking in a serious tone, “You're too happy.”

 

“And why shouldn't I be? Two of my favorite people in the world have finally made up! All because of lil' ol' me,” She replies, her smile turning into a wide giddy grin.

 

“Okay, 'brilliant mastermind'. You need to chill,” He mocks, emphasizing on brilliant mastermind with air quotes, as he proceeds to wash his now empty and dirty plate in the sink.

 

“The word, 'chill', isn't in my vocabulary, I'm afraid.” She eagerly follows, maintaining her upbeat disposition.

 

“Sehun!” Bambi calls from a distance, heading towards the kitchen.

 

“Ah, the sound of victory,” Sandara comments with a satisfied smile.

 

Sehun merely glares and rolls his eyes at her as he finishes up his washing.

 

“Do I have a bug in my eye or something??” Bambi asks, walking straight to her roommate, not even noticing Sandara's presence since her eyes are pointedly looking upwards.

 

Sehun fakes a gasp. “Grasshopper!”

 

“SEHUN!!!” She scolds irritated as she aimlessly hits his arm. “So annoying!”

 

He takes a closer look at her eye and informs her of the problem, “No, but I think I see an eyelash in there.”

 

“Well, get it out!” She exclaims frantically.

 

“But you don't like it when people touch your eyes,” He reasons in a calm manner.

 

“Well, I don't like touching my own either!”

 

“So you'd prefer to leave it on my hands? I'm flattered.”

 

“Ugh! Never mind. You little--” As she's about to walk away, he pulls on one of her shoulders towards his direction. She instantly stumbles, but successfully faces him again.

 

“Just hold still, okay? Don't go all squirmy on me,” He commands in a gentle tone.

 

“Okay...” She mumbles, doing what she's told.

 

Silence then takes over as he concentrates on getting the eyelash out. Each passing second making Bambi nervous that they're in such proximity.

 

“Done!” Sehun proclaims just as she thought she was going to pass out.

 

She breathes out a sigh of relief and starts to blink slowly. The bothersome ache from before is now long gone. “Huh. Well, aren't you skilled? That didn't even take a minute.”

 

“Yeah, more like an hour,” Sandara interrupts with a cocked eyebrow.

 

“Oh, Dara. Forgot you were there,” Sehun blurts out as he turns to face her.

 

“Of course, you did.” She fakes a smile and then a frown, “What's a mother to his son when he's in front of his girlfriend?”

 

Bambi immediately wrinkles her nose at her older friend's remark. “Har-har, con woman. Did you really have to go as far as making us the bride and groom of the day?” She questions, referring to Nanta.

 

Sandara furrows her eyebrows and exchanges looks with both of them. “Wait, what? You two were actually chosen???”

 

“No,” Bambi answers as Sehun replies a simultaneous, “Yes.”

 

“OH MY GOD,” She squeals in excitement, “I can't believe this!! I honestly didn't plan that.”

 

The loftmates unknowingly glance at each other with regret.

 

“I did tell Donghae about you though,” Sandara continues cheerfully as her eyes fall upon Bambi.

 

The younger female furrows her eyebrows at the unfamiliar name.

 

“Donghae. My actor friend. Really charming and handsome. Probably couldn't stop smiling the entire show,” Sandara quickly explains.

 

A familiar face pops in Bambi's brain as she lets out a dazed, “Oh...”

 

“He picked you, didn't he?” Sandara immediately assumes, recognizing the look on her face. She then chuckles to herself, “Classic. I should treat him to a feast one of these days.”

 

“Ugh. I'm gonna shower. And YOU...” Bambi says through gritted teeth as she looks directly at Sehun, and then at Sandara, “...can deal with THAT.” She hastily stalks out of the room before anyone can respond.

 

As soon as his roommate enters her bedroom, Sehun throws an unimpressed glower towards Sandara. “Was that really necessary?”

 

“Oh please. You're enjoying it,” She snorts.

 

He makes a face before shrugging in defeat. “Fair point.”

 

“Okay. So, now that we're out of the woods and in the clear... What exactly did you two fight about?” She pries subtly with a slither of hope for the right answer.

 

Sehun stares at her rather unsure before slowly replying, “Well... long story, short: I told her I like her and obviously, she doesn't like me THAT way so... some hurtful things were said that we didn't really mean...”

 

“Obviously?” Sandara snorts and blurts out, “That witch has been smitten with your big ol' tush since you walked through that door.”

 

“What?” He questions, solely focusing his attention to her, desperate to know if he heard correctly.

 

“What?” She questions back, not fully realizing what she's just done.

 

He can't help but scowl. “What did you just say?”

 

“'What'...” She says, still unaware of her slip-up.

 

“No, no. Before that.”

 

“Oooohhh.” A sudden emergency alarm of panic rings in her mind as she shares a sheepish smile. “That was supposed to be a secret.”

 

“A secret?”

 

“Well, it hasn't been made official, but she clearly doesn't want YOU to know.”

 

“Wait, who ELSE knows?”

 

She racks her brain with the checklist of people around them who are aware of the 'some' situation between the two. “Everyone...?”

 

As if on cue, they both say at the same time, “Except Jongdae.”

 

They pause for awhile before Sehun wonders aloud, “How did he get that fancy office job of his again?”

 

“I don't know... But I'm pretty sure he passed the exam with flying colors,” Sandara replies, thinking about it carefully.

 

“Right.” He nods, not wanting to delve deeper into it.

 

Bambi then suddenly peeps out of her bedroom door with only a towel wrapped around her head and body. “Um... Hunahalulu... This is gonna sound awkward...”

 

He tilts his head towards her and chuckles, “You and I are WAAAAY past that.”

 

“I know. Um... Is the napkin pad I just bought there?” She meekly asks.

 

“Yeah, you chucked it on the couch,” He answers simply.

 

“Right. Can you please, please, please, please hand it to me?” She pleads with a sheepish grin.

 

He snorts at her request as a devilish idea pops in his head. “That's a lot of pleases. Will you let me deduct it off your questions?”

 

“Only if we deduct that from yours,” She quips with a self-satisfied smirk.

 

He peers at her, trying his hardest not to crack a smile. “Huh. You're getting clever, aren't you?”

 

“Shut up and give me my pad of glory, ,” She snaps impatiently.

 

“Alright, alright, bratinella. Calm down. Incoming!” He hollers as he picks up the pack of lady napkins and gives it to her.

 

“Thanks, bye,” She hastily says as she shuts the door before he can even reply.

 

“Welcome,” He shouts directly at the wooden barrier between them and then goes back to where Sandara sits, her arms folded across her chest seemingly irked.

 

“And you STILL think she obviously doesn't like you?” She questions, raising an eyebrow.

 

“What? We were literally bickering,” He answers baffled at her accusatory expression.

 

“You said flirting wrong,” She points out.

 

“Whatever.” He sends her a dismissive wave.

 

“If you don't believe me, then observe for yourself. OBJECTIVELY. Stop looking at her with those evident heart eyes. I SEE YOU. As much as I like it, you're gonna have to see for yourself that's she's just as crazy about you like you are with her.”

 

A sigh escapes his mouth as he ponders for a moment or two about the matter. In the end, he chooses to ask in a teasing way, “When will you get a job?”

 

“When you procreate with Bambi. GIVE ME THOSE GRANDCHILDREN,” She demands with widened eyes.

 

He makes a face as he counters, “Aren't you supposed to be an aunt? Or a godmother?”

 

“I prophesized!!! I MAKE THE RULES!!!!” She yells in declaration at the top of her lungs.

 

“Alright, Moses,” He retorts and immediately turns away from her while shaking his head.

***

“What's your favorite? Is this your favorite? Is this your favorite? Is this your favorite? Is it your favorite then? Tell me your favorite.”

 

“Oh my God, Bambi. Stop!” Sehun bursts into laughter as she continues to display and wave the snacks they just bought from the nearest 7 Eleven.

 

Before that, the two made a surprise visit to their ever so charming and favorite kid, Charlie. It's a topic that came up in the morning and they both just decided to head over her school after work for a chat since it's been awhile. Charlie was thrilled, of course, but couldn't help noticing something different between them. Sehun immediately admitted that he, in fact, has feelings for Bambi. The little girl remained unfazed and blatantly told him that she saw it coming even from before. She further explained that there seems to be something else that's missing, but chose not to divulge whatever she thinks it is. She merely side-eyed Bambi and then carried on talking about another subject. Though the older girl found Charlie's observation and instincts eerie, she's not too surprised. Charlie has always been smart; which is also probably why she kept mum the entire time.

 

Sehun, on the other hand, noticed nothing and remained oblivious. The heart eyes that Sandara mentioned were clearly on. Even as they left Charlie, drove onto the convenience store nearest the apartment, and took their time selecting all sorts of snacks, he couldn't help but keep them on. How is he going to get over her again?

 

“It's a simple question, Sehun. What's your favorite?” Bambi continues to pester as he enters the passcode of the loft.

 

“Alright. This one...” He instantly snaps back into reality and picks the Hello Panda packet as they finally enter their home. “But also, 6 left for you.”

 

“We're all just in a hurry to finish our questions, aren't we?” She remarks while she arranges the snacks on the kitchen counter and plops herself on one of the high chairs.

 

“Well, it IS October...” He points out with a shrug.

 

“Fair enough,” She agrees with a nod as she pops a chip in .

 

It takes a few minutes' worth of a mental debate for Sehun before he finally musters, “Hey, just casual... and you can deduct this off my questions...”

 

“Oohh. Now, you got me eager. What is it?” She intently stares at him with hopeful eyes.

 

“Do you... like... someone... right now?” He drawls awkwardly and avoids her gaze.

 

Bambi could instantly feel her cheeks growing hot and the only thing she can reply is, “Umm...?”

 

He clears his throat and fakes a cool front. “I'm just curious. I like you. You like someone else. The tragedy of life.”

 

His light disposition relaxes her a bit as she lets out a chortle. “Honestly? Yeah, I do.” Technically, I'm not lying. She mentally convinces herself.

 

His heart sinks at her revelation and his expression unconsciously hardens. “Huh... You never let me down with your honesty, you know that, right?”

 

She manages to share a small smile. “It's why we're friends.”

 

He forces a smile in return as he questions, “Have I met him?”

 

“Hm?” She responds, taken aback by the sudden inquiry. “I... think so. Long time ago.”

 

“BOBBY?” He pulls a disgusted face.

 

“Ew no! No! Don't be ridi—no!” She instantly protests and continues, “I haven't even heard that name in months.”

 

“Well technically, I didn't meet him until like last month. But anyway... who is this guy?” He feels his blood boil as he kicks Sandara over and over in his mind.

 

“Just... someone. Who I'm trying to move on from as well,” She cautiously says.

 

“Really? Why? He doesn't reciprocate the feelings?”

 

“No,” She quickly answers and explains, “He likes me too. It's just... I like him way more than I should.”

 

He gulps, feeling every inch of jealousy surge through him. “And it scares you?”

 

She nods and looks directly into his eyes. “In fact, what scares me the most is that I like him so much that I want to stay by his side for as long as I can.”

 

The two stay still for a moment in an odd silence; something that they've never encountered before. Not knowing what else to say, they continue to gaze at each other. Bambi wanting to just blurt all her feelings out and tell him the truth while Sehun tries to figure out who exactly his loftmate is talking about. For some unfathomable reason, he feels that it might be him. But he's never quick to assume when it comes to matters like this. Instead, he takes the humorous route to break the magical spell of a silence.

 

“Wow...” He whispers as he continues jokingly, “THAT'S moving on?”

 

She laughs at his teasing remark and decides to get her revenge. “You've got 3 questions left.”

 

“Hey! That isn't fair!” He immediately screeches in protest.

 

“HEY! I could've been stingier! You had a TON of questions. You could've been a -1, my friend,” She argues, making a face, and he can only glare at her. “Use them wisely.”

 

“Wait til you ask ME stuff,” He warns childishly.

 

“As if.” She rolls her eyes and scrunches her nose up in annoyance.