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“Try these too!” Chanyeol comes walking in with a tower of clothes. I helped him out before he’d drop them. We set them on the hooks of the changing room. I couldn’t help but notice the clothes he chose.

"Well you need to get out of the changing room first." he sighs. 

"Fine." I couldn't help but laugh at him. 

“Are you sure this is even appropriate?” I held up shorts that were as short as my underwear. I’ve never worn anything shorter than mid-thigh and this was definitely too short. “I’m not wearing this.” I laughed and tossed it back at him.

“Wha- You are going to try it on whether you want to or not!” he shoved the shorts towards me. Guys... I rolled my eyes and walked into the changing room, as I close it someone’s foot stood in the way.

“Chanyeol I’m not wearing that. And you can’t make me.” I stuck my tongue out at him.

“You wanna bet.” He winks at me and I felt my cheeks blush.

“Yah you ert! Just go I have to try them on now.” He finally took his foot out of the way. I tried on each outfit and every time I’d look in the mirror I’d be disappointed. Why wasn’t I born with a nice body? No wonder Baekhyun doesn’t like me. What am I talking about? Baekhyun’s not that kind of guy.. right?

“Aerin-ah, open up I want to see the outfits..” I almost forgot about Chanyeol. I slowly opened the door and only let my head out from the opening.

“I can’t show you. They’re too revealing..” he laughs and bursts through the door. I tried to hide the outfit but it was of no use. “Yah what if I was only in my underwear!” I smacked his arm.

“But you weren’t-” he stares at me as if he’s seen a ghost. He stood there with his jaw dropped.

“Stop looking at me like that.” He shakes his head and looks at me blankly once again.

“Come on I’m buying it.” He pulls me out of the changing room and brings my clothes and the rest of the outfits he chose. I didn’t really try to fight him, there was no use. He pays the woman at the cash register and hands me the bag. “Hold this for a minute will you?” He puts his credit card back into his wallet. Spoiled kid.

“Let’s go eat. I’m starving.” Without letting him know I walk towards the cafeteria, towards the variety of smells. “Smells so good.” Just as I was about to order someone spins me around.

“Why’d you ditch me? And give me that.” He grabs the bag from my hands.

“Yah I can carry that myself.” I tried to take the bag away from him but he walks by me to order.

“Two number 4’s.” he walks up to the cash register and pays.. again...

“You know I can buy my own food and carry my own bag!” I pout at him. He just smiles at me and takes the food. “Yah!” Was he ignoring me?

“I know you could but that wouldn’t be polite right?” Why was he being so nice to me anyway? Did he pity me and my one-sided love? “Speaking of being polite you didn’t even say thank you to me for the clothes and for the food.” He smacks the chopsticks right out of my hand.

“Fine. Thank you.” I smirk and reach for the chopsticks but he smacks them out of my hands again. What’s with this boy? I said thank you already. I sigh and look at him. “What else do you want me to say?