✍︎︎𝚂𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔✍︎︎

✍︎C︎hapter 13✍︎

Yeonjun POV

It was weird bro my around Soobin now. My feelings were getting stronger and stronger and now my sketchbook was almost filled with sketches of him and little notes I wrote about him.

It didn't get any better now that I had to sleep in the bed with Soobin there. I didn't want to fall in love with him. Even though it's all I want to do he could be just like..... just like him. Sweet and kind and happy one minute and then the next it's a whole different side. I wasn't gonna be fooled again. Or ever.

I put my book on the nightstand and tried falling asleep. I tried my best but only to be reminded over and over again that Soobin was beside me. His sheets smelled just like him. The whole room did. I was intoxicated by it.

I wanted to cry. 'It's not fair. I don't even know him that well. Yet I feel like I've known him forever' why? I don't even know his sexual orientation how I could possibly fall for someone like that? A few tears fell from my face.

I hated these feelings yet I loved it. The butterflies I got when I thought of him, how every little thing he did I observed, the way he looked at me or say stuff to me made me want him. I hated it.

I want him to hold my hand, to hold me like no one else can, to show me off to everyone that I'm his, for him to love me, for him to tell me I'm the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.

More and more tears fell. Why can't I get over it? It was a long time ago it's over it's the past. Yet it still hurt me. But Soobin was different but I wasn't so sure at the same time.

My grip on the blanket tightened up. 'I love but hate you, you stupid cute bunny' I turned around to face him. He was asleep like everyone else. His hand was stuck out and open.

I look at it and back at him. I slowly moved my hand to his. I touch his finger and flinched. I tried again. His hand was warm. My hand was over his. It was getting hotter and hotter I felt a bit of sweat fall down my forehead.

I put my fingers in between his. I took a shaky breath. "I'm sorry Soobin" I sniffed while whispering. "I'm sorry I'm ignoring you. It's too much for me to handle" I was silently crying. "I'm sorry Soobin" I kept saying it over and over again.

I moved away my hand brought it to my face. 'Maybe one day' I told myself. And I fell asleep.

It was morning now. The shining sun awoke me. I got up. There was no one in the room. My vision was a bit blurry at first. I was laying on something firm but warm. Like a marshmallow. It was nice. "Glad your awake Foxy" I quickly lifted my head. I was laying on Soobin?!?!!

"H-how? When did I- huh?!" I was flustered. 'this isn't what I wanted' I mean yes it was but not like this. "Don't worry Junnie while you were sleeping you moved closer to me, plus you looked comfortable so I didn't wanna wake you" he smiled.

"W-Where are the others?" Beomgyu wasn't there and I desperately needed him. "Believe it or not your a heavy sleeper and it's 12:00 in the afternoon they left long around two hours ago" he laughed a bit.

'TWO HOURS AGO?!?! 12:00 IN THE AFTERNOON?!!!' "If you're worried about me don't worry I woke up around 30 minutes ago so don't worry I wasn't awake for long" he said as he got up. "Do you have to go or do you want breakfast?" He asked.

I was still processing all of this. He didn't mind it at all?! Really?!!? He's... he's so damn respectful. It's irritating. But I was hungry, really hungry. It wouldn't hurt, right? right?

"Ya sure" I got off the bed. All the pillows and blankets were put away. 'Oh so here they don't leave everything on the floor but at my house it's different' I tsked. I followed Soobin down the kitchen. "Just sit here I'll make the food.

I sat at the table. I had his sweater on still. I was playing with sweaters paws. I was flapping them back and forth. It made me a bit more calm, happy. I sniffed it a bit. 'God his scent is so irresistible' I put the hood on and was basically drenched with the scent. And without me noticing he was watching.

"You can keep it if you like it so much" he said as he poured the batter onto the pan. "Huh?" I quickly took off the hoodie. "The sweater" he said. "You seem to like it a lot, so keep it" he flipped over the pancakes.

I thought about it. 'Was it a good idea?' It won't be weird right? Maybe it could help with my feelings to make me ready to accept these feelings for him. "Ok then" I quietly said.

It was silent but comfortable silence. He put the pancakes on both plates and brought them to the table. "Ok here's your breakfast" he smiled. He sat across from me.

We talked for a bit. Nothing interesting though. He seemed like he wanted to ask something but still keeping it in. After we were done I got my shoes on and got my clothes from last night.

"That's for the breakfast" I said. "Ya, no problem Yeonjun" he replied. He leaned against the wall. "Well uh see you at school I guess" I opened the door and stepped outside.

"Bye Yeonjun"

"Bye Soobin"

End

-KaiBunny_ ／(^ ㅅ ^)＼