If It Is You (Y.Jw) [Sequel]

French Presentation

So... you thought this book was completely done? HA SIKE!

Nah... I'm just going back to some of the chapters I didn'gt really like, that also got 0 comments, and rewriting them into new scenarious and chapters! Enjoy until I decide to stop!

May 2021

I let out a small sigh as my French class started on my computer. I kept on chewing on my bottom lip as looked at my notes that laid beside me in my bunk, which I sat in.

"Ji? Have you-" Jungwon stopped as I immediately shushed him, "You have class now?"

"French," I whispered to him making him hesitantly nod, "what do you need?"

"I actually just wanted a kiss," he sheepishly admitted making me let out a small laugh and roll my eyes before sending him a flying kiss, "yah! You know that isn't doing enough!" he exclaimed making me let out a nervous laugh.

"I have class Wonie," I let out a small laugh at him, making him simply shrug.

"So?" he questioned me with a confused expression.

"I have to present in class," I repeated making realization immediately hit him.

"Oh..." he slowly trailed off and rushed up and sat beside me in my bunk, just out of frame for my class to see, "you can do it," he quickly cheered, holding up his fists.

I let out a small smile at him before just nodding at him, assuring him that I knew so. I quietly sat in class and listened to the other people in my class present. As time passed my anxiety only build up more and more. The worst thing about having a name starting with V... my French teacher liked to see the presentations in alphabetical order.

"Vita, would you like to share your screen with us? " my French teacher questioned.

I slowly nodded as I turned on my microphone.

"Yeah... sure, let me just quickly find it," I excused and mentally cursed myself out.

It was times like these I really needed for my brother to have chosen French instead of German as a second foreign language. I needed for him to jump in front of the camera and quickly cheer me on. But of course he had to pick German, cuz he liked how aggresive he would make it sound... keep in mind, my brother is one who loves overexaggerating everything he does.

"If you just start," my French teacher nodded as I had shared my powerpoint on screen, signalling that they could in fact see it.

"Of course," I nodded.

I took in a deep breath before placing my left hand in my lap and immediately beginning to pinch the back of it, over and over again. Using the small pain to redirect my anxiety. I was only through my first slide when I had felt my left hand getting pulled out of my lap and engulfed in a big warm feeling.

Startled I quickly looked towards my hand as I changed the slide. Jungwon simply smiled at me and kissed the back of my hand, which he held in both of his. He just smiled at me and nodded making me slowly nod and look back at my computer.

I slowly continued my presentation before my teacher thanked me and let the class end, as I was the last to present after all. As I exited the call from my teacher I immediately fell over onto Jungwon's shoulder as he let out a happy hum.

"You did well," he stated making me snort at him.

"How would you know?" I questioned in amusement as his thumb softly trailed around on the back of my hand.

"Because you sounded so fancy," he excused making me smile softly as I looked back at my hand that still laid in his.

"Doesn't mean that I did well," I reminded him, earning a deep loud sigh in return.

"You know who is speaking right now?" he questioned making me hum, "who?"

"Me."

"No," he simply replied," this is not you speaking... this is the evil voices inside your head that is telling you all those bad things."

"Hm..." I hummed at him and closed my eyes as he continued to draw circles on the back of my hand.

"I want you to stop pinching your hands when you get anxious," he muttered in a sad tone.

"Why?" I questioned.

"Because... it is some sort of selfharm... and I'm scared it'll get worse with time," he sighed.

"It won't get worse," I assured him.

"Still... how about any time you feel anxious, you come to me, give me a small peck on the cheek and grab my hand, giving exactly... two squeezes, meaning that you're feeling anxious," he stated making me lift my head and open my eyes to look at him, "so that I can hug you tightly and you can sniff my lavender shampoo," he excused making me let out a small laugh at him, "was that your last class of the day?"

"Mhm," I hummed at him making him immediately let go of my hand. He rushed down from my bunk and grabbed my notebook and computer before eagerly crawling back up in my bunk. It had happened so fast that I don't even think a minute had passed. I even found it hard to believe that 10 seconds had passed in that time, "what?"

"I have decided that because you did so well in your French presentation you deserve all my love and attention," he announced before tackling me back on the back, hugging me tightly as he partially laid on top of me.

"What if I can't breathe?" I let out a small laugh at him.

"If you couldn't breathe you wouldn't be able to laugh," he reminded as he lifted his head and smiled down at me.

"Shut up, I need hugs," I complained and reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him back down into a tight hug.

I heard him happily giggle into my hair before pulling his head a bit away and pressing  a long lasting kiss to my cheek. I smiled happily before turning my head and pecking his lips instead.

"How about we just sleep now?" he questioned and pulled my duvet up to our shoulders.

"We need to wash up," I reminded him in amusement yet with a stern look in my eyes.

"Okay... but lets just... lay here for like another 12 hours before we do so," he stated and nuzzled his head into my shoulder as I let out a small laugh at him.

"You think you outsmarted me?" I questioned in amusement.

"Was I cute in my attempt?" he asked in satisfaction, making me simply shrug.

"In a way I guess," I hummed at him.

"Well... then I do believe we'll wait another 12 hours before we go wash up," he stated and gave me a small squeeze.

I let out a small laugh as I ruffled his hair on the back of his head, a small hum of satisfaction escaping from Jungwon. I knew there was no way of me arguing against his offer. Once this boy was determined to get cuddles there was no way you were getting away from him.