(warning: ridiculously shitty and short chapter ahead. IM SORRY IM ON A WRITER'S BLOCK)

"Ahh!" Jisung randomly yelled to no one in particular. He was alone in his dorm room, after having a good session of music production with his fellow members in the studio. He had the rest of the night to himself, and the thoughts of Sihyeon were flooding his head.

He tried to erase all traces of her from his memory to have a good night's sleep, but to no avail.

Troubled, he texted the girl that was on his mind these days.

Me:
Sihyeon
I can't sleep

Sihyeon:
I can
Goodnight

Me:
:(

Sihyeon:
Sorry lmao I was kidding
What's up?

Me:
I can't fall asleep

Sihyeon:
What's troubling you?

Jisung stopped typing. He knew he'd only put her off if he mentioned that he was practically obsessed with the thoughts of her, so he made up a lie.

Me:
There's trouble at work

Sihyeon:
Oh no
What happened?

He almost panicked, ransacking his brain for a good excuse.

Me:
I can't concentrate on anything

Sihyeon:
Ahh I hate when that happens
I can feel you :/

Me:
I almost pulled my hair out of my head because of the frustration

Sihyeon:
As if you aren't killing your hair w the dyes already lmao

Me:
Ah, there are a lot of experiments going on w our hair before comebacks

Sihyeon:
Imma say this
Even though we are in love w your stylists, tell them to stop experimenting w your hair
Your hairline gonna dieeee

Me:
What color suits me?
According to you I mean

Sihyeon:
Any color looks good on you, man
You're handsome as heck and you can practically pull off anything

Jisung smiled to himself as a jolt went straight to his heart, a warm feeling spreading throughout his body like a wildfire.

He really liked her, and it was evident in his unconscious action of grinning at his phone.

And then she texted him again.

Sihyeon:
Wait
Don't try Bang Chan's broccoli hair
Only he can pull it off

He laughed wholeheartedly.

Me:
Ofc ofc, I'm not stupid

Sihyeon:
Shore shore

Me:
HEY! IM NOT!

Sihyeon:
When did I say you are?

Me:
Well played -_-

Sihyeon:
I'm sorry lmao
I like to roast my favourite people

Me:
So I'm one of your favourites?

Sihyeon:
Yesss :D

Jisung's heart thumped loudly in his chest, and he placed a hand on his chest in order to command it to calm down.

Well, being addicted to a person is one thing, and caring for them is another. He was just beginning to have a taste of both the worlds.

(a/n: Im sorry I'm terribly embarrassed by this stupidly written chapter but I have a writer's block and I guess I broke my thumb so akshsksksj please I'll make the next chapter better!)