Jisung - affection, skateboarding and moonlight

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You should skateboard during the day for God's sake. When it's sunny and warm, and you can see what's in front of you. And if with seeing what's in front of you RIGHT NOW, there are no problems (because, the smile on Han's face is so damn bright, it can compete with the street lights). Seeing what's on the pavement, right under your boots and small wheels of your skateboard is ten times harder.

That's why when you fall, hands touching the solid ground first, then your knees, you swear so loudly, you scare a lonely passer-by.

Shit.

"You okay?" Han runs back to you from the other side of the parking lot. You hate it, how there's no smile on his face, replaced by worry and glassy fear in his round eyes. "Does it hurt?"

He's everywhere, warm fingertips all around your bruised palms, careful hands examining your legs, the face too close to yours, looking attentively for the smallest sign of your possibly appearing tears.

And you do want to cry, just a little, out of fear and NOT because your palms hurt. But it feels too embarrassing, and you bite your lips, trying to hold it in.

"We should've practised during the day," Han smiles apologetically, dusting the dirt off your jeans, and you feel like crying for real. "I'm sorry, kitten."

Wait. What?

Kitten?..

You hang somewhere in the middle of wanting to cry, wanting to smile and wanting to bombard that little shit with questions. But he's faster.

A hand on your check. Eyes, staring at yours, even bigger now from the sudden closeness. Cold fingertips on your cheeks. Lips on your forehead, quick and barely palpable—

He disappears as abruptly as he came.

The skin on your palms itches painfully, the skin on your forehead burns.

Kitten. The freaking kiss. These damn big round eyes.

You stare at his pleased face and almost cocky smile when he salutes you and jumps on his skateboard.

Little shit.

You can't help but snort when he runs away to the far corner of the parking lot, red-handed and smiling.

Kitten, seriously.

What the hell?..

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