Wrong number... Oops? ♡ Han Jisung

~11~

"So basically, you pour one of these things, then you pull this down then you guess how big the cup is by pressing this and you wait for an indefinite amount of time." He does everything for me while trying his hardest to explain everything to me

"What." I don't even ask, I just say it.

"What?"

"You are the worst person to ask for explanations." I giggle while covering my mount

"There's a reason Minho taught Felix Korean and not me." He plays around leaning back on the counter behind him

"That and you were still in that 14-year-old mindset." I step closer to him laughing harder

"It's not my fault Hyunjin was a better dancer than me!" He defends

"Uh huh, definitely." I roll my eyes, trying to hold back a smile, while the coffee machine beeps to indicate that the coffee is ready

I grab the pipping hot black coffee and blow on it to cool down the liquid faster. I constantly take my hands off the mug to reset my hands from burning. Jisung shuffles through the different drawers, looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" Chan walks into the room and witnesses the younger one almost destroying the kitchen in front of him

"Something," Jisung responds and pops up looking straight at me

"So? What was it?" He asks getting closer to the two of us

"A cozy." He takes the coffee from me

"Isn't that for like cans?" Chan pauses and looks at us. Empty-eyed. He looks like he's about to make a groundbreaking discovery

"Yeah, but Felix's mom gave him a mug cozy and he never used it. So, I'm giving it to Na." Jisung responds giving me the mug back, now covered in the cutest yarn cover ever. If only someone made this into a blanket, I would keep it forever.

"Na?" Chan laughs

"What."

"You need a better nickname." Chan puts his arm around me, leaning his whole weight on my shoulders- but not all of it or I would sink into the ground

"Like what?" Jisung stares at Chan with the most despicable look

"Yuyu, Yuniverse, Yuni, Yunique, more I can't think of." Chan thinks of a way to give me a nickname with my short and simple name

"Well, I would rather call her baby, honey, sweetie, MoRe I cAn'T tHiNk Of." Jisung mocks Chan staring right into his eyes

"I knew it." He walks off, leaving Jisung and me super confused

"What was that?" I ask, slapping his arm

"What? I just wanted to treat you nice." He shrugs

"By being threatened by a man you've known for 8 years?" I add the details

"Well... he never put his shoulder around you before." He shrinks

"He does that to every member though, I can imagine it was completely platonic." I reason

"Yeah... I'm sorry." He pouts and looks at the floor. I put my mug on the counter and hug him. Give him all the comfort while he gives me the world. Living the life.

"Oh my god! Chan! You weren't wrong!" I hear Hyunjin run away from somewhere behind me. I burst out laughing so hard, my legs give out. But, luckily, Jisung hugged me back so he caught me. Laughing along with me.

"This is going to be hard to explain... Especially with you. Oh, man." I sigh

"What? You don't think my explanations are perfect?" He acts offended