Communication Is Key
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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 comforting him only to be pushed away, so I gave him some space but I didn’t leave the room. I’m just keeping my distance just in case he finally wants to talk. I sighed. “That! You keep sighing for the past couple minutes and it’s annoying!” He complained and I snapped. “If my breathing annoys you so much, I might as well leave.” I stood up and went to my bedroom.
I lay down my bed and sighed. What is up with him? I was trying to be a nice girlfriend and all I get is his rudeness. Way to go, Doyoung. I groaned, fishing out my phone from my back pocket but it slipped from my hand so it landed somewhere under my bed and for the millionth time, I sighed. The upper half of my body hung by the edge of the bed as I looked for my phone under but something else caught my eye. It was Doyoung’s infamous Vroom Vroom Talk Show microphone. And it was broken. Could this be the reason he’s being like that? That’s so childish! But I love him so I decided to get up and get dressed.
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