Kai

“And then he was like—“

“Luhan-hyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuung!”

“Sorry, Chanyeol. Tell your story another time. Gotta scram!” Luhan started running out of the room, trying to find refuge somewhere—anywhere.

In a matter of seconds, Kai caught up.

“Dude. What the hell? ‘I wub you?’ Really?!” He punched Luhan in the arm, and he was none too gentle, either.

“Hey. Think on the bright side. If I didn’t bother to text her for you, you wouldn’t have had the balls to do it.”

“I would have texted her whether you decided to intervene or not.”

“When? After the zombie apocalypse? Really now, Kai. Think of it as a good deed from your Hyung!”

“But you could have said something else,” he grumbled. Kai hated how easily Luhan managed to convince him.

Luhan knew he’d won. “Hey,” his brotherly instinct was coming out. “It’s easy to clear up the misunderstanding. But I hope things work out between you guys. She looks nice, you know?”

“I know,” Kai smiled.

“Seriously, I hope it works out so she can introduce me to some of her lady friends,” Luhan was back to being playful. Kai let out an exasperated sigh. He knew the camaraderie wouldn’t last long.

“Whatever, Hyung.”

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[8:05pm]: I’m so sorry! That was Luhan-hyung being Luhan-hyung. He could really be a pain sometimes.

[8:07pm]: OH! That explains a lot. Haha :D

[8:08pm]: It does? O_o

[8:08pm]: Lol yeah :)

[8:09pm]: I’m really sorry about that. :( So, whatcha doing?

[8:10pm]: Seriously, don’t worry about it. ^^ I’m out, grocery shopping right now. The ahjummas in here are scary… they’re looking at me weird.

[8:10pm]: LOL what did you do?

[8:11pm]: Nothing, I swear! Must be because I look imported.

[8:12pm]: Could be. Hahahaha imported. Are you a box of chocolates or something?

[8:13pm]: Yes. Yes, I am. :P But seriously, they won’t stop looking!

[8:13pm]: Hm. You must be doing something wrong, you foreigner.

[8:14pm]: …is it a crime to buy a tray of eggs?

[8:14pm]: …no. At least, I don’t think so. I haven’t done any grocery shopping in forever, though.

[8:14pm]: Wait. Are you checking the eggs or something?

[8:15pm]: Um, yeah…? I don’t want cracked eggs, you know?

[8:15pm]: Are you for real? Stop doing that! You don’t do that in here! That’s just weird!

[8:16pm]: Woah, there. It’s not like I’m stealing the eggs, dummy.

[8:16pm]: It’s a culture thing.

[8:17pm]: Culture thing? I haven’t read that one in the books.

[8:18pm]: Can you hear me sighing right now? It’s not really something you read in books. It’s just something you don’t do.

[8:20pm]: Oh.

[8:20pm]: Looks like someone needs a Korean culture tutor. ;)

[8:21pm]: I DO NOT.

[8:21pm]: Deny it all you want, but when you’re ready to admit it, just hit me up. Haha :)

[8:22pm]: Ugh. You know what else they don’t say in the books?

[8:22pm]: What?

[8:23pm]: That guys named Kim Jongin are full of themselves. :P

[8:24pm]: Oooh. That burns. ;)

[8:24pm]: Want me to treat that?

[8:25pm]: Yes, please. I’m dying :’(

[8:25pm]: So dramatic.

Clarissa was smiling from ear to ear. Kai’s surprisingly so easy to talk to. It doesn’t feel like he’s a star, or that they’ve only met a few days ago. It felt like they were really friends. Friend: Kai was her first in Seoul. She liked the sound of that.