Dork.

nineteenth.

About 1 hour later it's completely dark, and Kevin and I are back in the shared apartment.

I'm sitting in my bed, just thinking to myself, while Kevin is getting ready for bed.

I still can't believe he kissed me. Well, on the cheek- but it was still more heart fluttering than any gesture Hanbyul ever did.

I'm not even going to lie to myself anymore. I really like Kevin moon. But I don't know if he feels the same. And I'm content with life right now, so making a move sounds like a bad choice. Something bad could happen.

"Babe? Did you hear me?"

I snap my head up and out of the clouds
"S-sorry?" I say. Are we still acting like a couple? I look at Kevin who is standing in the doorway of my bedroom, he's wearing glasses. My breath catches at the sight. I love that he's wearing glasses.

I stare at his glasses with slightly wide eyes and he starts, "Ah, it's ok. I was just gonna-"

"I like your glasses" I say, I cover my mouth and apologizing for interrupting.

"That much?" Kevin laughs and steps further into my room. He sits at the foot of my bed and faces me. He stares into my eyes and I stare at his glasses.

"I love them." I say, absent minded.
"Hahaha, I'll make sure to wear them more often." Kevin grins, one of his eyebrows is slightly raised in confusion. "Silly" he says and ruffles my hair.

I look away from him, he doesn't know why I like his glasses so much- not just because he looks good with them.

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Flashback.
Sophomore year, January 5th.

"C'mon! Just try them on," I laugh, holding out the red bag further to my boyfriend.

We're standing in his bedroom by a mirror on his door.

"Pssh. No way," he says, texting someone on his phone.

"Hanbyul... come on, the doctor said you need to wear glasses" I smile, trying to tap his arm to get him off his phone.

He responds by not responding at all. Sometimes he does this. I try not to be bothered by it, he probably is thinking about something important.

I take the glasses out of the case and hold them out to him.

"Why not?" I ask quietly.
"Because. I don't know. I don't want to?" He scoffs. "They'll make me look feminine or something" hanbyul rolls his eyes.

"Ah" I say. I grin a bit, he's still on his phone so I try to put them on him myself, laughing as he tries to fight me off.

But he grabs my arm firmly, making me look him in the eyes. My smile fades as I realize he's not joking with me.

"I said no." He says sternly, digging his nails into my arm.

"Hanbyul," I say quietly, trying to shake my arm out of his grip as red marks appear. "Please, let go. I was just joking"

"We'll I'm not. Say sorry" hanbyul tightens his grip.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry," I say quickly, as tears start to rush to my eyes.

He gives a stern look before letting go.
"Sunhee can you leave? I'm having a friend over" hanbyul picks his phone up.

"Ah. Sure" I say, swallowing a cry down.
"I'll leave these here" I set the glasses on his desk.

"I don't want them."

"But I went out and got these for you," I say.

"I didn't ask you to. Just take them and go" hanbyul says.