For: ElizaFazira
Name: Choi Eunyoung
Partner: Jun (Seventeen)
Scenario: When Jun asked his friend for advice about confession

Song: EXO – Girl x Friend (Korean Ver.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpCFDV5Gy0E

*Credit to the owners of the pictures (Handsome Junhui... TT^TT)

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“Thank you.” Jun bowed politely before bringing the drinks that he ordered 5 minutes ago towards his and Eunyoung’s table.

Resting the tray on the brown wooden table, he gave her the white mug along with her tissue. “Here’s your favorite Latte, Eunyoung-ah.”

“Thank you, Jun~ Hehe. I love to have some warm Latte when it’s cold because of the rain.” She spoke up as she took a small sip, careful not to burn her tongue because of its hotness. “It’s unfortunate we both didn’t bring our umbrella today, isn’t it?”

Jun didn’t give any respond as he drank his own Cappuccino silently, feeling a little guilty at the pit of his stomach. I couldn’t say, “I did see the weather forecast and when it says rain will pour down, I thought of not bringing any so I could spend my time longer with you.” Genius, Junhui. Genius.

“Well, sitting here while waiting for the rain to die down won’t do any good so I might as well read over my notes. We’re having an exam in 3 weeks and I hope I won’t get any C’s…” She puffed her cheeks out as she pulled out her colorful neatly-written notebook.

Jun’s expression fell flat when she decided to continue her study. We just wracked our brains for 5 hours at the library just now and you want to continue? Okay, maybe I should say your brain since I don’t have any problem with it but anyways… Seriously…?

“Eunyoung, can you just relax?” He murmured when she began to wear her study-glasses.

Lifting her head up from her book, she pushed her glass upwards with a frown on her forehead. “What do you mean by that relax?”

Jun showed an emotionless face and he snatched her book away from her hands making Eunyoung’s eyes to widen. “Junhui!”

“Pick one. Keep this thing in your bag or I throw it inside the trash bin.”

“Okay, fine. Gimme. I won’t review my notes…” She pouted with her palms out and Jun gave it over with a sigh leaving his lips.

After putting back the book inside her sling bag, she blew her bangs in boredom. “What now?”

“You’re wet.” He hummed while grabbing something inside his bag.

“That sounds weird.” She made a face and she blinked weirdly when Jun suddenly stood up from his seat that was supposed to be opposite of her.

He put her bag beside his and he plopped down on the space beside her casually with her eyes still on him. Something fluffy touched her face and she felt her hair was being massaged by two pair of large hands that was owned by the guy beside her.

Eunyoung felt a smile creeping up her lips and she kept her silent while feeling over Jun’s warmth. After he was done with her, he dried his hair using the same towel until he felt a sudden zap over his hands when it made contact with another skin.

“Let me dry your hair for you since you did help me with mine. Even though I don’t know where you pull out this small towel from, thank you Junhui. You should be a massager as your part-time job.”

Jun retreat his hands from his head while he let Eunyoung dried his hair for him. He felt his heart fluttered when he remembered her soft hands that were on his just now. They’re best friends for almost 5 years now but he doesn’t recall when he first fell for her.

Is it the first time when she talked to him even though she knew they were different nationality? Or is it when she cried the first time in front of him because she was this near to being kidnapped by a stranger? He can’t pinpoint when but when he already realized it, he had fall hard.

“Done~ Oh. What timing. The rain almost died down. Let’s finish our drinks and go home.”

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“Minghao.” Jun called his other best friend as the latter stop munching onto his fries.

“Yeah. What’s up?” The8 raised a curious eyebrow continue to chomp down his own meal while listening attentively to his buddy. “I know that this fast food won’t be free. Speak up. I’m all ears.”

“How