"Cool." Sehun munched on, as he sat himself on the handle of the sofa.
"That is a surprisingly lukewarm expression." She glared at him.
"I'm happy for you." Sehun gave her an effortless smile, taking a break from the cereal
"You idiot, he's not supposed to be in Korea." She nudged him on the shoulder.
"Would you stop harassing me? He's in Korea, so, go to him like in those cliché movies. Hug, get married, have kids and the happily ever after crap." He said regaining his balance that was almost lost from Yoona's 'slight' nudge.
"I don't know where he is, doofus." She said seating herself hurriedly on the sofa.
"You just said he's in Korea!" Sehun deadpanned.
She groaned at Sehun's untimely sarcasm, "I don't know WHERE in Korea, am I supposed to go to every city and act like a devastated puppy?" 

"You are a devastated puppy." Sehun chuckled to himself.

"Not helping."

He reluctantly shut his mouth and slipped on to her side, adandoning the uncomfortable sofa-handle."Right. So, how are you so sure he is in Korea? I'm sure he isn't the one breaking the news to you."
"Seohyun." Yoona turned to him.
"Who the heck is that?" Sehun put up a clueless expression.
"A friend."
"Whoa, so you actually have female friends?" Sehun widened his eyes sarcastically.
Yoona rolled her eyes, "What do I have to do to make you stick to the subject?" 
"There's nothing you can do, really." Sehun lifted his face proudly.
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