One and Only

Chapter 5; Jein

Soohoon calls me as I'm sitting at my laptop, working on my newest story. My phone buzzes next to me, making me slightly jump. It was deadly quiet, and I was home alone so I wasn't expecting any noise. I pick up my phone and turn it on, the notification from an unknown number lingering infront of me. I open it and read carefully.
hey Jein, don't ask how I got your number. I'll explain later but can you meet me? I need to talk and Yongsun isn't the best to talk to in these situations...
I sigh, realizing it was just Soohoon. That annoyed feeling I had slowly disappeared into a soft smile. I decide to close out of my story and text her back.
Yea, I can meet you. Send the address

As soon as she sees me sitting at the small bench round the corner of the park, she comes running. She only slows down when she's right in front of me.
"So, what happened?" I ask, moving over so she could sit down. She breathes in deep and sits down slowly.
"I went out with Hanyu earlier...." she says, not looking at me, "And he-.....uhm..." she says, her lips starting to turn into a nervous smile.
"He....?" I prompt. She sighs and looks at me,
"He almost kissed me but then said he was going to save it for when I'm his" She explains. I smile and then laugh, she glares and me and hits my arm.
"This is NOT funny. What do I do?!" She says, starting to scratch her head frantically. I grab her hands from her head, and she stops.
"Calm down. Do you like him?" I ask.
"I DONT KNOW. I JUST MET HIM. WHY DO GUYS DEVELOP CRUSHES SO FAST?!" She groans.
"I mean...it only takes 4 minutes to fall in love..." I mumble. She glares at me and I put my hands up in surrender.
"Not helping" She growls.
"Okay, okay, sorry. Do you have anyone you like? Even remotely?" I asked before adding, "and you have to be truthful...otherwise I can't help you" She sighs and looks at me.
"I-i don't know if its a crush" She says, hiding her face in her hands, "But Zeyu is cute" it comes out muffled so I wanted to make sure I could hear her correctly.
"Sorry, did you call Zeyu cute?" I asked. She just nods, not looking at me.
"I don't know if its a crush though..." She says, moving her hands from her face, "im not good with feelings my own feelings. My last crush it took me 4 years to realize I had a crush on him"
"Wow...thats a long time" I sigh, "Hey, what if I set you up a time to hang out with him?"
"I don't know...Im awkward" she sighs. I could tell her frustration with this so I put my hand on her head and smiled.
"Give it a shot. I'll set it up okay?"
"Thank you Jein" She says, before she wraps her arms around me and and squeezes me tight. I hug her back, even though I hated being touched. I pat her once more while she still had her arm wrapped around me.
"Hey...how did you get my number?" I ask.
"I had Zihao bug Zeyu for it" She says. I laugh and started gently rubbing her back.

I walk into their dorm and look around. The first one I spot is Zihao.
"Fuck, if he's here things are gonna get complicated..." I think to myself. I walk over and notice he was texting someone. I roll my eyes,
"Probably some girl" I think. I wave my hand in a position he can see, and he looks up.
"Oh hey, Jein right? What's up?" He asks.
"I need my beloved brother" I smile.
"I'm assuming that means he's in trouble. He's in his room" he says, waving me off. I smile and walk down the hall to his room. I walk in without knocking and he looks up. He was on his laptop, looking invested in something.
"You could've knocked" he whines.
"You want a girlfriend right?" I ask. His eyes widen and he closes his laptop.
"What? No I don't! I have work!" He protests.
"I need you to take my friend out" I say, sitting on his bed.
"I have to practice" he argues.
"This weekend. You're going to take her to get milk tea which Hanyu has informed me is her favorite drink" I instruct.
"Stop. I'm sick of your petty set ups. Most the time the girls don't even like me" He hisses.
"It isn't a set up" I sigh.
"What is it then?" He asks, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Hanyu almost kissed her and she's freaked out right now" I explain.
"What's this got to do with me" he asks.
"First off you'd be good friends, and lord knows you need more of those," he glares at me, "also I just need you to get him to back off a bit. You're Hanyus favorite since you two knew each other before all this and he'll back off if it looks like you have interest in her" I claim. This wasn't exactly a lie, but I wasn't telling him the whole truth. For now he'll just need to think its to protect her. With his good heart he'll agree, but then he'll start to like her. It just takes a minute to get him to listen to me.
"So this isn't a set up? Its to help the girl?" He asks. I nod in response before he asks,
"Who is it?" This was the question that may get him to back out.
"...Soohoon" I say slowly and his eyes widen as his arms drop.
"ZIHAOS SISTER?!" He yells. I jump closer to him and put a hand over his mouth.
"shut UP YOU IDIOT!" I whisper sternly to him, "Zihao doesn't know what Hanyus done, or even that they went out. Don't you DARE say anything to him OR Hanyu. Neither of them need to know you know anything"
"IM NOT TAKING ZIHAOS SISTER OUT!" He yells, ripping my hand off his lips.
"ZEYU IF YOU DONT SHUT UP ILL PULL YOUR HAIR FROM YOUR HEAD!" I whisper. He shuts up and looks down.
"Zihao doesn't need to know. Just Hanyu, that's it. Hanyu will protect you from him if anything, you know that" I explain. He looks up and shakes his head.
"Zihao is terrifying when it comes to her. I don't think he'd be mad if it was Yongsun, but Soohoon he's protective of. Before he introduced us to her he gave us all a speech saying if he we tried anything with her we'd see a side of him we wouldn't want to see. I'm not getting into a war with one of my members" he protests.
"Zeyu, I promise you I won't let anyone find out. Please help your little sister out, this is a friend I really care about" I plead.
"You just met her!" he says.
"It's easy to get attached to her. You'll see when you actually talk to her. Please, for me?" I beg. He sighs and looks at me once more. A minute passes of me pouting before he finally says something,
"You owe me"