"Hey! Wook---Wookie! Aiish!"

I frowned at my fists, holding my cellphone for a second.

"What?? Did he just hang up on me??" I asked myself.

"Hey Dangkoming!! Where is he?? Where's our breakfast?" The Evil Kyuhyun asked. Tapping his toe impatiently. The sound was really irritating--- after I got pissed off! Ugh!--- I wondered what He would do if I threw him through a wall right now.
I turned slowly to glare at him, furrowing my eyebrows.

"W-Wae? H-hyung?? What's wrong? Okay i will call Yesung-hyung if you don't want the dangkoming.." Kyuhyun stopped tapping. He and Leeteuk exchange a quick glanced.

"What?" Leeteuk asked.
I shook my head angrily.

"AISH! EVIL KYUHYUN! I DON'T KNOW WHERE HE IS! AND YOUR BREAKFAST! LOOK FOR IT!"

I snarled. Stomping angrily, while dragging myself out of the room.

*****

**{RYEOWOOK's POV}**

"BYE!" I ended the call. Oh neh, It's Yesung-hyung, asking me if where am I. As if I am a 5 year old kiddo.
I'm not a kid anymore! And for sure. They were just looking for they breakfast.

*****

I'm walking on the seashore--- the sun had risen behind the clouds an hours ago--- Thinking about the last night encounter.

I felt like--- I don't know what. Like this wasn't real. Like I was in some Goth version of a bad sitcom. Instead of being the A/V dweeb (Audio Visual Club. You're considered a nerd if you're a member. NERD. That's it) about to ask the head cheerleader to the prom. I was the finished-first-place ex-boyfriend about asking my ex-girlfriend with her new boyfriend to come back to me. Nice.
I'm going to steal her.
No, I wouldn't do it. It was twisted and wrong.
I was going to forget all about what she'd said. But, I would talk to her. I'd try to make her listen to me.

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