I'm sorry for that one part of the last chapter, that was very abrupt. But it will be explained soon. Also another slight tw again here.

Me and Jeonghan agreed on watching the giver despite both of us surprisingly have already watched it a bunch from when we were in gradeschool.

"I'm telling you, this isn't like how I remember the book." Jeonghan argued as I hit his shoulder again. "Stop that! Your gonna break my shoulder!" He pouted.

"Your insane Hannie." I laugh as he  rose an eyebrow at me. "You call me Cheollie. I call you Hannie." I answer.

"Did it hurt?" Jeonghan asked with a soft teasing voice. "The scars?" I ask thinking that's what he ment as I finally turned to face him.

"I was gonna say when you fell from the vending machine because you look like a snack in that shirt! Like holy muscles. Do you lift tanks for a living?!" He goes on and on.

"I'm flattered." I say with a smirk as I flex just to show off and I swear Jeonghan looked like he would faint.

"See what I mean. Hot as hell. And I want you to know Seungcheol that were friends now and I want you to be comfortable so If you want to talk, I'll listen." Jeonghan said his tone changing to a caring one.

"Thank you Jeonghan maybe I'll tell you some other time, but just so you don't have the wrong idea. What you see, this wasn't me, but someone else. I went through some things back in Florida." I say as Jeonghan looks me dead in the eyes.

"Well I'm glad your here then." He said twirling pieces of my hair between his fingers. "I should honestly perm my hair." He said as I shook my head.

"No, maybe you should cut it though." I suggested and it was his turn to shake his head rapidly.

"Absolutely not, my hair is like my pride and joy." Jeonghan gasps dramatically.

"Wow I'm right here!?" We both shoot up to see Hoseok standing in the doorway in a pink bunny onesie, holding a large plate of cinnamon rolls.

"Want cinnamon rolls?" He asks shooting us a goofy grin. This was NOT the same boy who I saw earlier who has muscles the size of my neck and could probably stop a moving truck.

"Gosh hyung your so weird. I'll pass." Jeonghan said but Hoseok shook his head. "Wasn't a question. I worked my fine and thicc ass off to make these. Now your gonna eat them and enjoy them you giraffe." Hoseok said handing the plate to us.

"Okay then. Thank you." I laugh as he shoot us a wink and legit skips out of the room. "TOODLESSSS!" He singsongs.

"Who makes Cinnamon rolls at like... OMG IT'S NEARLY 10!" Jeonghan gasps looking at me in shock. "When do you have to be home? Or are am I being your personal uber tomorrow to school?" He asked.

"Have you even drove like an uber driver?" I ask and he scoffs. "Of course I have! I've had to drive Hoseok's ass to the gym all the time." Jeonghan rolled his eyes.

"Thicc ass!" We hear him shout from the other room as we burst out laughing. I shoot a text to my dad telling him I'm crashing with my friends, and then it's settled guess I'm spending the night.