Lie Again | Wonwoo

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"What's with the look?" Wonwoo says as he notices your shocked expression, your eyes wide as they met his. He tilts his head a bit, his hand still wrapped around the opened water bottle that your hand was also wrapped around as both your fingertips were lightly touching.

"What are you doing here?" You attempt to sit straight, keeping your head up high with your other free arm. You felt your head hurting a bit more by just trying to figure out why Jeon Wonwoo was right in front of you. "Am I hallucinating?"

Wonwoo lets out a chuckle, letting go of the water bottle as soon as you fully have your grip around it. "Drink some water first; you probably drank liquor as if it was your water," He says and you surprisingly do so, taking a few gulps as Wonwoo was still crouching right there and making sure you drink up. "And no, you're not hallucinating. Didn't you call for help?"

You furrow your brows as you rest your cheek on your palms, your elbows against your knees. "I did? But I only called Sungho." You ask with a slur.

"Hate to break it to you, but you called me instead of your Prince Charming." He teased as he grabbed the water bottle from your hand, closing it for you before putting it back in the plastic bag.

"He's not my Prince Charming," You sigh heavily as you're kind of tired with everyone shipping the both of you. He was your best friend— he was like the older brother you never had. "I don't know why everyone keeps making us sit on a tree and kiss." You mumbled as you sniffed, feeling yourself shiver from the cold night breeze.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." Wonwoo takes back, noticing how tired it was for you to keep hearing that. "Do you feel any better?"

You nod your head 'no', lowering your head as your head starts to spin again from all the talking, but you continued to talk. "How come you came here so fast?" You sniffed again.

"I was having dinner at Soon-young's apartment with our high school friends."

"Does he live near here?"

"Yeah," Wonwoo stood up as you started to hear soft, rustling sounds as your head was lowered. You didn't bother looking up as your head was still pounding and you started to shiver. Not so long after, Wonwoo removes his crouches down again. "Soon-young and I are neighbors at a complex nearby since we were looking for a place near school together," He says softly as you suddenly felt warmer. It took you a while to process since your head was still in the clouds, throbbing.

"Hey," He tugs on his jacket around you lightly to shake you up a bit, not wanting you to fall asleep. You slowly lift your head with drowsy eyes, your cheeks still flushed; you meet his gaze once again, which was closer than a while ago. "Slip your arms in." He says as you hesitate, seeing him lightly dressed now.

"But this is your jacket," You mumble softly as you suddenly felt shy. Wonwoo's face was inches away from yours because he was helping you wear his jacket and the fact that he was doing such a gentlemanly thing as he took care of your drunk ass. "And you'll be cold now."

"I did mention before that you're quite talkative, didn't I?" He says in his low, husky voice as the memory of you and Wonwoo in the classroom— him whispering in your ear that he'll shut you up if you keep talking— made you flustered. "Besides, you're wearing fewer layers than me now."

You just sat on the cold concrete, looking away from him shyly as you started to slip your arms inside his thick jacket that was with his warmth. "Thank you." You mumble with drowsy eyes as Wonwoo helped you with the jacket, pulling your hair from the back of your head to the sides of your neck so it won't be tangled up with the jacket's hood. Wonwoo's scent lingered with his jacket around you; a musky and refreshing scent.