Chapter 3: Muffin

JULY 7, 2018

7: 30 pm

Losing in the scent of the aroma surrounding Hoseok's house, a clear ddaeng was heard from his living room that made his heart, one again, startle but he didn't want to accept that. He didn't want to assume, and just left the idea of it being that person who texted him yesterday. He believed that the message was probably from another one. Could be his friends this time.

"What is it again?" He groaned, shaking his head and darted towards the living room. He just wanted calm and peaceful environment with no one disturbing him, even he was thinking about moving to a secluded place to be by himself only. He picked up his phone from the sofa before jumping on the soft leather object, and opened the notification, only to receive another message from the 'unknown' again making him abruptly sit up.

UNKNOWN

Do you know the muffin man?

seen 7:30 pm

Hoseok:

What the fuck?

seen 7:30 pm

UNKNOWN

Stop cursing. It's a curse. Get it?

seen 7:30 pm

Hoseok:

Was that supposed to be a fucking joke?

seen 7:30 pm

UNKNOWN

No.

seen 7:30 pm

Hoseok:

Oh...

seen 7:30 pm

Hoseok pressed his lips into thin line, suddenly became anxious about his message. Was he too harsh? He glanced to see that unknown messaged again.

UNKNOWN

But the muffin man was supposed to be a song.

seen 7:30 pm

Hoseok:

The nursery song. I know.

seen 7:30 pm

UNKNOWN

You used to sing that though.

seen 7:30 pm

Hoseok:

Really? I did?

seen 7:30 pm

UNKNOWN

Yes.

seen 7:30 pm

Hoseok:

okay...

seen 7:30 pm

UNKNOWN

But I meant what I said yesterday.

seen 7:30 pm

Hoseok:

What did you say?

seen 7:30 pm

Hoseok raised an eyebrow in confusion, and he squeaked when he remember something.

Hoseok:

The I missed you thing?

sent 7:31 pm

And once again, he didn't get a reply.