바실래아

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The fact that I am jealous of
everybody who's with you
when I'm not with you is a
significantly late realization

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Her eyes fluttered open but closed again, reacting to the bright sunlight from the windows. She yawned, rolling around on the couch before resting her head on a cushion.

"Wait, when did we get such a firm and comfortable pillow?" Jiryun mumbled, snaking an arm over it, before hearing light chuckles in the room. She squinted, opening her eyes slowly, then bolted upright at the sight of the group of people in her living room.

"Yah, Seo Changbin!" she screamed, as the lad struggled to keep his laughter to himself. She immediately retrieved the hands that hugged the boy's thighs, slapping his arm to hide her embarrassment.

"What the hell are you guys doing in my house at-" she glanced at the clock, her eyes widening. "Ten o'clock in the morning!" You bastards, I want to sleep! It's far too early to get up!"

"There's barely a week left, and I promised my cousin on the committee we'd help out. So, sleepyhead, let's go. I told him we'd be there by 11."Jaein laughed, emerging from his place in front of her.

She scowled at him, baffled, before rushing into her room to get ready, leaving the rest of them laughing. Beside the group, Jeongin nervously fiddled with his hands, seated on a chair and listening to Felix rant about Seungmin nearly beating him up the other day.

"Innie, is everything okay?" Yuri inquired, placing a hand on his. He nodded, his gaze focused on the floor as she shifted his place.

"What's up, Jeongin? You look pale." Changbin pressed, sitting beside him only for the younger to part slightly.

"Well..." he stammers. "I may or may not have invited someone to accompany us."

Jaein smiled.

"Did my brother get a girlfriend? What will become of our mother now that Mama's boy has a girlfriend?" Slinging his arm around his brother's shoulder and teasing. "Tell me, brother, who is this girl that's making you so shy to talk about?"

"First of all, she isn't my girl. We're only casual acquaintances. Second, it's Jung Miae." He blurted, lowering his head as he received their loud gasps.

"Wait a minute, hold on, brace-face. Jung Miae? As in the bitch who moved in? You're joking, right?" Jiryun inquired as she walked out of her room, dressed in a leather skirt, a shirt and boots.

"Stop calling me that! And yeah, the girl who just moved in," he stressed. Jiryun's eyes widened while his brother stared at him, confused.

Felix gave a sly grin, nudging the boy beside him with his elbow. "Hey, Seungmin, you're no longer Romeo here! Nor, Jacob. Jeongin is now Jacob, and Miae is Edward."

"It's BELLA AND EDWARD!" they scolded him in unison, with Yeonjoo palming her face in disappointment.

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"Miae, Yuri, Jisung, and Hyunjin will work at the entrance."

"Yeonjoo, Felix, Seojung, and Jeongin will be in charge of the menu and catering."

"Jiryun, Chan, Changbin, Jaein, and Seungmin will work on the photo booth's decoration, then set the music with the DJ."

"As for Minho, Hyomin, Chowon, and Chanmi, you'll be working with another graduate student, Jinhyuk, in the venue hall. Now shoo," Woojin assigned, and they scattered, some groaning and some cheering at the grouping.

"Woojin honey, do you know you're an angel?" Miae winked as she skipped down the hall. He sighed, shaking his head as he left the scene, clutching the pad in his hand.

Seungmin, whistling, strolled slowly behind the boys in his group, as Jiryun departed from them to talk to a producer. She joined them back soon as they entered the photo booth, finding two boys and a girl preparing the area and hanging up banners.

"Channie, on a scale of one to ten, how upset are you that Chanmi isn't in our group?" Changbin teased, earning a frown from the older boy while the others laughed.

"Minhoon!" Seungmin hurried up to his friend upon noticing him in the crowd, and greeted him, while the other embraced him. As the two started chatting and catching up, the rest of them exchanged puzzled looks.

"Did he simply forget about us?" Chan mumbled, still shocked.

Jaein nodded, stepping ahead to assist him. The rest of them joined him slowly, looking at the younger boy in bewilderment. They spent the next hour decorating the picture booth until they realised someone was missing.

"Where the hell is he now? I can't believe he's flirting with some dumbass while we're working our asses off here. Ugh!" Jiryun grumbled, her groans causing an eyebrow raise.

"How do you know he's flirting, Ryu?" Jaein inquired.

"Did you see the boy's face light up when he spotted that Min dude?"

Jaein nodded slowly, a tiny frown on his face. "What's wrong, Jay? Are you jealous?"

In answer, he scoffed, rolling his eyes, and left the area in search of the younger boy. 'Jealous? As if. I don't even like that idiot.' he reassured himself until he found the boy.

Jogging upto him with the intention to scare him, he stopped in his tracks when he noticed the two in an intimate embrace, with Minhoon hugging Seungmin. He then ruffled his friend's hair. Jaein fumed silently, clenching his fists, and took long, deep breaths before calling him out.

"Kim Seungmin! Do you think we're slaves, to be doing your work for you? Stop flirting and help us set up the booth," he scolded, storming out, leaving the two confused.

The duo returned to the booth before Minhoon stopped Seungmin, grabbing his arm before whispering. "Stick around with me for as long as you can. By the end of the day, you'll know whether he likes you back or not. And, for God's sake, try to keep your cool." Seungmin blushed, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Seungmin! Help me out here!" Jiryun yelled out to him, raising the prop box from the table with significant effort

He ran over, sighing and relieving her of its weight, and carried it to a table beside Jaein, who hadn't said anything since their earlier encounter.

"Are you upset about something, Jay?" he guessed, gesturing to his balled up fists. Seungmin placed the box atop the surface, leaning against it while studying Jaein's tinted face.

"None of your business, Kim," Jaein snapped softly while brushing past the younger boy.

Seungmin's brows wrinkled as he glanced at Minhoon, who shrugged with a teasing grin. His face lit up at understanding, and he turned away, deeply satisfied.

"Jealousy," the lad murmured, quietly smiling and humming his way back to his buddies.

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