Jealousy Is Bitter
Petrichor: Rainy With A Chance of Park Chanyeol
But when Haneul did tell him, however, Chanyeol didn't know how to react.
“Yeol?”
Chanyeol looked up from his plate, after not really getting enough sleep the previous night, he decided that it would be a good idea to go to the mall and drag Haneul with him on their class-free morning. Haneul made a simple continental breakfast, which was second to pancakes on his list of favorite breakfast food. He tore a smaller piece from his toast, dipped it into the egg yolk and put it in his mouth.
“I have to tell you something.” She wrapped her fingers around her coffee mug, and Chanyeol glanced over at her, eyes landing on her slightly flushed cheeks and then the almost invisible steam rolling off the dark liquid.
He watched her, seeing the wheels turn in her head, basically trying to find a suitable way togo about the matter. But to be honest, the longer she took, the more unbearable the nervous nagging feeling in the very pit of his stomach got.
Haneul gripped the mug tighter – any tighter and she would have to pick up the pieces afterward – and swallowed hard, her heart automatically picked up its pace.
You just have to tell him, Haneul. She told herself. It's not that hard, it'll be okay.
Will it?
Chanyeol started to worry, the silence getting slightly uncomfortable between them. “Hane–”
“I'm seeing Kris.” The words rushed out of her lips in a breath, she looked up to gauge his expression, knuckles white from still gripping the cup.
Now it was his turn to get nervous, what should he respond with? Should he congratulate her or something along the lines? Or maybe say something funny to lighten the situation, but the problem was that he couldn't find a single funny thing about them dating, and Chanyeol could always find anything funny, it was in his DNA.
“We're dating.” Haneul mumbled softly, as if what she previous said wasn't clear enough for the boy.
“That's great.” He said through chews. “He's a decent dude.”
“Really?” The corners of her lips tilted upwards in a small, relieved smile and it was the only thing that made it bearable for what Chanyeol was about to say.
“Yeah, I'm happy for you.”
Lies, lies.
He looked down at his food, a dull feeling suddenly rushing up to his chest, as if his chest was expanding in a way that wasn't due to happiness or affection he was used to associating with the girl sitting
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