In Your Head- Jilix

5

- What am I thinking about?

- Felix, I told you it hurts. You're more of a kid than I thought...

I blush, embarrassed.
- Sorry, I'm just curious. But then, do you know immediately if a girl falls for you?

He chuckles.
- I really don't use it that much... You know, it's horrible to read people's minds. Some people have really dark thoughts and there are a lot of things I would rather have ignored... Then, I'm gay, so...

Oh ... I have my chances, so ... I have to admit he's cute... Then...
- You don't read my mind now? Huh? Tell me?

He shakes his head.
- I promise I won't do it with you anymore. But, Felix, it's easy to guess what you're thinking about even without having this power...
He winks at me and I blush.

- Are you going to let me give you real English lessons, now?
I look seriously at him and he chuckles.

- If it allows me to see you twice a week, then I have no problem.
He winks at me again, and I pout.
- Shall we get back to work?

I nod slowly.

When the time comes to go home, we get out of the cafe. How should we say goodbye? A hug? A kiss... Wow, Felix, calm down... Shake hands? What do we have to do?

Jisung laughs softly.
- Stop putting the pressure on yourself... How do you prefer that we say goodbye?

- You promised not to read my mind anymore!

He is suddenly embarrassed.
- You looked lost, I wanted to save you!
I roll my eyes.
- How do we say goodbye, then?
He smirks. I would like a kiss... I suddenly realize my thoughts and look up at him, trying to know if he heard.
- I don't mind. But I don't want you to think I'm flirting with all the nerds around.

- But it would surprise me that I am the first that you dredge so far.

He slowly approaches me.
- to tell the truth, I only dated one guy. And I've never hit on anyone other than him before.
He gently places his lips on mine and I jump at the sudden contact, but savor it to the end. It's a chaste, sweet kiss. When he steps back he has a smirk on his lips and I want to kiss them more. But he turns and waves to me.
- See you tomorrow, and no "but", we'll meet up here. You owe me an Americano, after all.
He looks at me, sticking his tongue out, then leaves.

And I stay here, speechless at this turn that my life has taken in one day.