𝑴𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 ➷ 𝑷.𝑺𝑯

ii. getting along

"sooo, let's talk shall we?"

"talk? talk about what?" the girl asks, crossing her arms as she faces her soon-to-be husband. "oh i don't know, our marriage maybe?" sunghoon replies sarcastically. "let's make some rules or whatever" he continues, unclasping his hands. sunghoon stands up and urges the girl to follow him, the boy leading her to his bedroom. realizing where they were going, the girl halts-pointing an accusing finger towards the boy.

"w-what are you planning to do to m-me?!" she screams, making the latter roll his eyes in annoyance before sighing. sunghoon massages his temples as he looks at the girl in front of him. "we're just going to talk, you're not even my type so you can relax now" dasom's jaw drops at the boy's statement, her face reddening under his tired gaze. she covers her face and started walking ahead of him. "l-let's just go!"

sunghoon laughs softly at the girl, shaking his head, and started following the girl.

the lad opens the door to his room as the two of them finally reached their intended destination. the girl decided to sit on the boy's bed while the latter chose to sit in front of his desk where he usually studies. sunghoon grabs a notebook and a pen, clearing his throat as he started writing.

SUNGHOON AND GIRL'S RULES !!!

shit...i don't even know her name yet...

he furrows his brows at what he wrote before turning his head to look at the girl in confusion. "what?" the girl asks, suddenly feeling insecure under the handsome boy's gaze. "we're getting married yet they haven't introduced us to each other properly..." he sighs, dropping his pen on the desk as he turns his chair to face the girl he was currently with.

the boy starts, clearing his throat and sitting up straight before placing his hands in front of her. "let me start! i'm sunghoon, park sunghoon. i'm 18 years old and uhhh i love figure skating." the girl stares at the boy's hand in confusion before she finally understood the situation, panicking as she lets his words sink in to her brain. clearing her throat as well, she replies "nice to meet you sunghoon! i-i'm kang dasom, you can just call me dasom or som! hmm what else...oh! i like doing ballet!" she shakes his hands, causing the latter to internally sigh in relief.

finally! i thought my hand was becoming numb...

sunghoon thought to himself. "you do ballet? that's interesting..." he states, trying to save the awkwardness that had blossomed after introducing themselves. "yep! it's actually really fun! look! look! i can raise my leg at a very high angle!" dasom raises her left leg to show him, causing the boy to stare at her in awe. after a few seconds of admiring the girl, sunghoon scoffs, before standing up to show off as well. after all—he didn't like losing.

"that was awesome indeed! however, are you able to do this miss kang?" he steps back to build his momentum, taking a deep breath as he takes a step forward to jump, spinning in the air after. dasom stares at the boy in pure admiration, time slowing down as she watches the latter do his thing. sunghoon perfectly lands on the ground, shocking dasom and gaining her senses back.

sunghoon looks at the girl with a smirk, causing her to look back at him with furrowed brows. "so? how was it? it was so stunning and perfect that you can't think of words to describe it right?" he says, sitting down on his chair once again. dasom scoffs as she sits back down on his bed, crossing her arms in annoyance. "as if! i bet i can do that too!" she confidently states. sunghoon nods before snapping his fingers and pointing at her as he replies to her statement. "yeah i know, but can you do it while you're on ice? with skates?"

dasom gulps before sighing in defeat, laying down on the soft comfort of his bed. "okay! you win! you're good at spinning in the air! on ice! with skates!" she shouts, causing the latter to pout. "oh come on! i thought you were going to answer back! plus, quote, spinning in the air on ice with skates, end quote, is not easy. i had to train for 10 years!"
dasom nods her head, understanding the struggles he might have faced during his training periods.

"okay! enough chit-chat, it's time to make the rules." he says, grabbing his pen once again as he starts to think of possible rules they can make. dasom stands up from where she sat, looking over the boy's shoulder as she attempts to see what the boy was writing. "how about, no skinship other than holding hands? we'll only do said skinship in front of our family." she suggests, causing the boy to clap his hands in amusement. "you're right!" he exclaims as he writes down the first rule they were able to make.

SUNGHOON AND DASOM'S RULES !!!

RULE #1: NO SKINSHIP !! (EXCEPT FOR HOLDING HANDS)

NOTE: ONLY ALLOWED TO DO IN FRONT OF FAMILY !!!

"what else?" dasom asks, thinking of another rule to add to their list. as they start to think of more rules to add, they don't realize their faces inch up closer to each other as laughs and giggles can be heard echoing through the boy's bedroom. sunghoon only realizes when he decided to turn his head to the left, his breath hitching in shock as his face reddens at the closeness of their faces.

feeling blood rush to the girl's cheeks, she takes the time to appreciate the boy's beauty. she immediately fell in love with the mole on his nose, suddenly having the urge to kiss it right there and then. the latter was no different, admiring the girl's captivating features. sunghoon gulps as he watches the girl with wide eyes, clenching his fists to stop himself from pinching the girl's now reddened cheeks. the two of them inched closer—like there was an invisible force pulling them together. if it wasn't for the sudden knock at the lad's door, they would have done something they'd regret.

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𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆

helloo !! sorry it took a little long to update !!
i've been having writer's block since last week 😭😭
hope you enjoyed this chapter !!
stay safe and hydrated !!
ily !!♥