All those times
I was looking at you from afar,
For at least once
Have you looked back to see me too?
You and Me Series : 1
>Childhood friends AU
>Started: February 21, 2021
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Jimin climbs down my window while laughing, he rolls down on the floor and was still wearing his uniform "went here immediately after finishing our report"
He takes his shoes off and rakes a hand on his hair, he takes a strand and gawks at the mirror "I should change my hair, what do you think?" I glanced back at him and he does the same
"Blonde is enough" I said and typed something on my laptop, I tuck my knees against my chest, he sits on my bed and observes me "I heard your mom yelling earlier"
"Yeah, they're having a fight" and still going on, I just heard some plates shattering, she probably threw it on the wall "I'm sleeping here, his girl is there again" he slips his necktie and drops it to the ground
He unbuttons his uniform leaving him in a sleeveless shirt, he massaged his shoulders "are you okay?" I shrug and turn from my swivel chair
"I don't think so..." I said and pout. he pulls me closer to him and fixes my hair, his fingers were gentle against me "can you stay with me for the whole week, Jimin?"
he chuckles "clingy little girl" and kisses my nose.
"You don't have to ask that" he stood up and walked to my closet, he opens it to see his clothes neatly folded "if you want, we could go to Busan?"
"Your hometown?" he nods and strips of his shirt, I let my eyes linger on his body for a while "yeah, to unwind from the stress" he puts on a grey v neck and comes back to my bed
"I don't want you to hear them argue any further, if I could run away with you I would. but I don't think that's moral right now" I closed my eyes and lean back on my seat
Should I tell him about Gabriel and my thoughts about his plan, how I want to go with my brother?
But as Tzuyu and Riguel said....he won't understand
"Let's say that I'm forced to move in the states with my parents what will you..."
"I'm going to follow you" he said making me frown more, it's getting harder each day to tell him what's really going on with my life "and if I said I don't want you with me?"
"I'll let you go then"
He lays down on the soft sheets while keeping our eye contact, he sighs "why are you so pressed about asking me that? like you don't miss questioning about you leaving everyday"
"I'm just curious."
I tuck my legs beneath me, adjust my mass of hair, hug my waist. What is it about being in the same room with him that makes me so conscious of my body and all it's parts
