|twenty-one|
|SunMi's POV|
"Jamie!" I chirp as the all too familiar purple and blonde haired beauty comes rushing toward me with open arms.
"Damn, you look amazing as hell." Jamie states confidently as she picks me up and squeezes me tightly.
"Are you the only one coming?" I ask, not wanting to seem upset, but wanting to know why JongHo wasn't here.
"Nope, your other guests are just a minute behind me. They were getting out of their van when I was walking in." Jamie reassures me as she sets a purple bag down on the table. She spins me around so I'm facing the door as JongHo, SeongHwa, and YeoSang slip inside.
"Park SeongHwa." I stomp my foot as he blindly walks behind JongHo, clearly not interested enough to look up from his phone.
"I'm going to be scolded in five seconds." SeongHwa sighs as he locks his phone and stuffs it in his pocket.
"Watch where you're walking. You could've ran into JongHo and JongHo could've bumped into a table and he could've got hurt." I point my finger at him accusingly as I close the gap between us. I poke him in the chest roughly as JongHo and YeoSang watch in amusement.
"But he didn't. No one got hurt. So is it really that big of a deal?" SeongHwa groans as he holds out a bag for me.
"Jamie—April Fools him. Knock him on his ass then hide him under the bed while he's unconscious. When I'm done here I'll come deal with him." I take the bag and spin around to set it on the table.
"I would, but I have to go film after this." Jamie shrugs as YeoSang takes my hand in his.
"This is for you." He slips a little box into the palm of my hand before letting me go.
"Thanks, Sangie." I pull him in for a hug while JongHo stuffs his hands in his pockets awkwardly.
"So he gets a hug and I just get yelled at." SeongHwa rolls his eyes as I set YeoSang's gift down on the table.
"Cheer up, pal. At least I don't have time to knock you unconscious and store you under a bed." Jamie chuckles as she pats SeongHwa on the back roughly.
"I guess that's a positive." SeongHwa sighs as I make my way toward him. I playfully wrap my arms around him and squeeze.
"Well, my sexy as hell friend, I must be on my way. I have like twenty minutes to get to the set. Good luck today." Jamie pulls me in for one last hug before she waves and scurries away.
"We've actually got to ditch pretty quick, too. We have to go film a mafia video. JongHo is lucky and is being spared the torture of not truly knowing how to play the game." SeongHwa sighs as he leans against the table.
"Why is he special?" I ask as I turnt to face JongHo.
"ChanHyuck specifically asked for him to stay and help with your meet. JongHo insists it's because he stopped in and gave you guys snacks that one day, but I just think it's favoritism." SeongHwa glares at JongHo before standing upright.
"He's just jealous. He'll get over it." YeoSang chuckles as we all watch SeongHwa head to the door without a goodbye.
"Kick him in the ass for me, will you?" I mumble as I pull YeoSang in for one final hug.
"Of course, I wouldn't imagine doing anything else." YeoSang nods in agreement as he pulls away from me.
"I'll be home as soon as they finish up here." JongHo calls after YeoSang as both he and SeongHwa disappear out the door.
"So, why exactly are you here?" I turn to JongHo as he sits down in my chair.
"I was asked to help move gifts and stuff. ChanHyuck said he trusted me with you guys. I couldn't say no—it meant I got to see you." JongHo whispers the last part as he pulls me in for his hug.
"Don't get handsy—someone will notice." I swallow hard as I shyly push him away.
"Handsy? You call that handsy?" JongHo chuckles softly as he gets to his feet and takes my hand in his.
"JongHo—" I snap as I quickly pull away from him. I'm glad everyone else is too occupied by their friends to notice, but there's always a chance someone caught something.
"Fine. I'll behave." He groans as he pulls the second chair out and sits down in it.
"Please—at least while the others are here. When we're alone—you can do whatever." I mumble softly as I slip my hand into his under the table.