A Doyoung X You Oneshot. YOUR P.O.V.   “Will you stop doing that?!” Doyoung slammed his hand on the table, irritated. “What? What did I do this time?” I asked, not even surprised any more. He’s been super antsy ever since he arrived here in my apartment and I don’t even know why. He was already fuming when he arrived so I didn’t really ask him what was wrong. Instead, I tried comfort