taeyong pov
there you are. waiting peacefully by the doors. i didn't get any message from you so i thought you had forgotten about our plans.
i don't know why. i haven't been able to focus on my work the entire day. maybe it's just cause it's my first time going to a girl's place. no surprise here but, i've never had a girlfriend before. they were always afraid of me, or had the impression that i was too intense.
so i wonder, why are you so comfortable with me?
oh well. let's see how long this will last before i scare you away too. but for now you're my only friend.
"y/n."
"taeyong, how are you? hmm, not too tired yet i hope." you say, still with that stoic face.
"nope, i'm ok. what about you? did you wait long?" i ask, she shook her head. "i literally just got here."
lie. i saw you standing there about 10 mins ago. i had to muster up the courage to talk to you.
i'm not really sure what this is. i've never really felt nervous or conscious around other people before. maybe that's why i come off as cold.
"shall we go then?" she asks. i nod in return and walk by her side.
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y/n pov
i was literally standing there for 30 mins. god i hope my hair doesn't smell like smoke.
(a/n: there were smokers at the side)
we're a little near my house. i'm walking beside taeyong, but he's not saying anything.
hmm? maybe he's not feeling well? he looks a little red.
"taeyong?" i ask. "hmm?" he responds, not looking at my direction.
"are you not feeling well? should we reschedule?" i ask.
"uhm...why?" he stops, and looks a little startled.
"you cheeks look red." i cup his cheek. "hmmm, you're really warm."
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taeyong pov
"are you not feeling well? should we reschedule?"
ah. i knew it. i'm disappointed though.
"uhm...why?"
"your cheeks look red." her hand cupped my cheek. "hmmm, you're really warm."
well no shit.
was i that obvious? but she seems so oblivious to it. i immediately turn around.
"sorry. did i make you angry?" she says, before i could say anything i see her face right in front of mine.
i stumble back. for sure i am way redder now.
"taeyong, you're really sick." for someone who seems worried, her face sure doesn't look like it. before i could say anything again she goes in front of me and literally carries me on her back.
"sorry! you should've gone home today but my house is nearer now. sorry!" she says as she's jogging towards her apartment i presume.
this is so embarrassing.
"we're here" she finally puts me down after 2 blocks.
meow
i hear a cat before she turned on the lights. no surprise here, she has a cat.
"taeyong, this is simon." she picks up her cat then shoves it at my face. "he's really sweet."
somehow they look really similar. they both have stoic faces. "hi simon." i say then pet his head. he seems to like it.
in her living room there was a whole shelf filled with books. upon closer inspection, i see that most of them are romance novels and mangas.
"you really like romance huh." i say.
"i do. but i never really understood how the characters felt. i mean i haven't experienced it for myself." she says. "hold on, i'll get you medicine."
"y/n!" i grab her hand. "i'm not sick."
"huh? but you we're so warm." she says.
"it's not because i'm sick." i say.
"oh, uhm well...why?" she asks. i didn't say anything. "if you're sick taeyong it's fine let me get y-"
"it's cause i like you!" i blurted out. "...i- i think...." i trail off.
she was silent. i couldn't tell what she was thinking.
"hmm, that's what they say in the mangas i read." she says after a while. "they also say sorry if they can't return their feelings...so...i'm sorry."
no surprise there.
"i'm sorry for saying this so suddenly." i kneel in front of her.
"that's fine. we can still be friends, i mean if you'd like." she says.
"yeah." i give her a smile.
"handsome." she says faintly.
"huh?"
"huh? what?" she says.
"what'd you say?" i ask.
"nothing!" she says then turns back. "i'll get us something to drink."
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y/n pov
i wasn't supposed to say that, especially not after i just rejected him. but... i got distracted. he was just so pretty. i need to cool my head.
i stuck my face in my refrigerator.
he confessed to me. it couldn't have been true, we've only talked to each other a few days despite knowing of each other's existence for months. well, i have to admit i was always curious about him, and i did find him attractive, and he smells good all the time, plus he's good at his job, and he nice to m-
"y/n."
"shit! oh hey.." i got startled. "do you need help?" he asks. i just shook my head. say something y/n dammit, use words.
"why are you sticking your head in the freezer?" he asks. "you're red."
he takes a deep breath.
"you like me too?" he asks. i never thought these words would come out of lee taeyong's mouth.
"i- i don't know. uhm, no?" i say. yes. how could i like him? i'm not that easy.
"oh." he looks a little disappointed. "sorry...again."
"no worries." i say. he quietly goes back to the living room.
"don't worry, i get over things quickly." he reassures me.
"really?" i ask. "well you must have a lot of experience with girls then." i tease him.
"no way, i always scare them off in fact....."
and then we spent the whole night talking.
our thoughts and dreams. our worries and pet peeves, all crammed into one night. thank goodness it's not a working day tomorrow.
part 3 soon! ;)
