GOT7 Imagines

127. Yugyeom

I feel so good right now! GOT7 Imagines are at the #28 of Fanfiction and I feel so good as a potato author, I've been updating frequently. LOL.

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It was already 7:42 pm when I got to our apartment building, "I hope noona prepared something delicious," I mumbled to myself as I stepped inside the elevator.

"Yugyeom-ah?" I heard as soon as I closed the door behind me, from the tone of noona's voice I knew she was in the bathroom.

"Ne?" I walked towards its doorstep to listen clearly to why she called me.

"I'm out of pads, can you buy for me?"

I was taken aback. I mean, noona has never run out of pads since she's not normal--wait, is that even the right term?

"Hey, Yugyeom." I heard her say. "Please, dongsaeng? I didn't expect I'll have it tonight."

I rubbed my nape and frowned, sighing, "Alright, I'll buy you pads. But you better cook something good, noona!"

She cackled, "Of course. Ah, my wallet is in my bag, buy me two packs, mm?"

I unwillingly dragged myself towards the convenient store. The cashier ajusshi greeted me a good evening and I just smiled and bowed at him.

I headed towards the alley where people can find those, eyeing the displayed pads on the shelves. I sighed, "How am I supposed to buy that?"

There were a few of the customers buying and a female was the nearest to me. Geez, this is embarrassing. I walked back and forth, waiting for her to just go and pay at the counter.

"Hey," it was her. She was smiling genuinely at me while holding the three packs of ramyeon. "Do you need help?"

"Huh? No... I mean yes? Errr, no." I mentally cussed at myself for my stupidity.

She giggled, "I think, you mean yes, yes?"

I nodded and hid my blush.

"Well, what can I help you with?"

"You see," I trailed off. "I need to buy pads... ugh, not for me, for my noona." I laughed awkwardly.

"Why are you so tensed up?" She asked while going to the pads section, I tailed behind her. "Of course, I know it's not you who needed it. Boys don't menstruate, do they?" She giggled again.

"Ah... right," and I continued being awkward human there.

She looked up at me and asked, "So what brand?"

"Brand?" I repeated. I admit, I feel so stupid this time, aren't all pads the same? "I haven't asked my noona, wait." I dipped my hand on my pockets but there was none. "Damn, I left it?" I mumbled.

I looked at her and she shook her head, "My phone is at the pawnshop right now." She smiled, "Let's just get this," grabbing that blue pack.

I offered to hold the ramyeon packs since I feel like I'm bothering her, whilst the pads were with her. I handed her the bills for the pads and mumbled, "Thank you really."

After paying, "I've got to go," she reached out the plastic bag that contains the pads. "Bye," then she waved and walked away from me.

I chuckled to myself; I feel embarrassed but feel good at the same time. Whaah, that's weird.

Just then, I realized, I haven't got her name!! "Hey!" I called out but she was too far to hear me. "Why of all--" I gritted and faced palm.

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"Ya, where are you going?" Noona asked, looking from her laptop to me. "Isn't it too late for you to go out?"

I grinned, "I'll be back in a while, noona," that's all I said before getting out of the apartment.

It has been a week since I've seen her. I wanted to pay back for her kindness that night --alright, I admit I'm kind of interested in her. How could I not? She's a cutie and such a sunshine! Geez, I acted gay again.

After our encounter, I went to the store at around that time too, hoping I'll be able to catch her, ask her name and number... ah, her phone's at the pawnshop. Well, her name is enough though. I did that three consecutive nights but unfortunately there were no signs of her.

The cashier ajusshi smiled widely at me, I smiled back unsurely. "She's here, boy."

"Ne?"

"I figured out, you wanted to see her again right? She's there, eating her cup noodles." He pointed at the side of the store where there were a long table and stools.

I smiled to myself and bowed at him. He smiled back as if telling me to go for it. I chuckled at that thought.

And there she was, eating ramyeon with that slurping sound. She looked so cute while staring out of nowhere.

I decided to approach her and sat beside her, "Hello."

She craned her head to my direction, the chopsticks in her mouth. Geez, she looked cuter. "Ohh!!" She placed it in the cup and wiped her mouth with the tissue. "You're the pad guy, am I right?"

"I'm no pad guy, but you're right," I stuck my hand out. "My name is Kim Yugyeom, you are?"

She instantly accepted my hand and shook it, "_____, it's nice to meet you and to see you again, Yugyeom."

"It's nicer to see you again too," I replied.

She took her hand back and my hand felt empty suddenly. "So, are you here to buy pads again?" She laughed.

And I laughed with her, "Nope. I told noona to never ask me to do that again."

"It's cute."

"Who? Me?" I kidded.

"Yeah," she pressed her lips together as if saying something unusual and weird.

I chuckled, "You're cuter," I smiled from ear to ear. She looked away from me but I saw her fingers curling.

Correct me if I'm wrong but that's a good sign, right?

"Are you free tomorrow?" I asked.

Looking back at me, her hair flipped dramatically like she was a CF model of a shampoo. "I'm free at noon. Why?"

I breathed oxygen in along with my guts to ask her, "Let's go out?"

"It's not a date, is it?"

"Well, you can call it like that if you want."

She smiled and nodded, "A date is not a bad idea after all."