CHAPTER 9
KOKOLOVE ❤️-Junmyeon’s Dorm-
Junmyeon went out of his bathroom with one of his hand drying his wet hair using a small towel. He was cladded in a white polka dots pajama that his mom had bought for him. He walked to his dressing table and dumped the towel inside the basket. He started to dry his hair using his hairdryer as he sit in front of his dressing table. His mind started to wander back to the moment he spends with Yifan today. The one when he was pretending that he was in a relationship with Yifan. He pouts as he remembered when Yifan exposed him, saying that he was doing all of that because of the food. He sure that it’s not just him who will did this, everyone will do the same if they were being offered a free food, moreover a chocolate cake if they were a couple.
Then his mind wandered to the moment when he was being mad at Yifan and walked away. He really thought that Yifan will leave him, so when he saw Yifan sitting in front of him, he was really startled. Thinking that he went back to find him because of his book, but then Yifan confessed that it was not because of the book. ‘Why would Yifan be worried of him? It’s not like they were friends or anything, beside they just met few days ago. Or was Yifan someone who genuinely always cared about someone?’ But Junmyeon always annoyed him, wasn’t he supposed to just leave him? The image of Yifan holding his hands suddenly appeared on his mind. The way Yifan holds his hands were so careful, as if Junmyeon was so fragile. Why would he- “Aaaa!” he yelled out as he feels hot air was hitting his face.
He switched off the hairdryer and put it back to its original place. As he was about to stand up, his gaze fall on a white shopping bag. He picked it up and put it on top of his dressing table. He still remembered when Yifan give it to him when he was about to get off his car. He peeked inside the shopping bag and was stunned when he saw what was inside it. It was the baby pink sweatshirt from before. He remembered how he feels so happy when he found out this sweatshirt suit him. A small smile makes it to his face thinking how Yifan was so kind to buy it for him. But that smile only lasts for a sec before it was wipe off and replaced with faint blush on his cheeks. Groaning loudly, he hides his face on top of his arms on the table. He’s not jealous, definitely not jealous. All he wanted to do at the moment was trying to clear his mind and in the same time trying to digest the fact Yifan was talking to his loves one. Which it was actual
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