❝ His heart whispered his other half would find him. And even if he thinks it won't work out or he's not enough, half of his heart says otherwise ❞
Heartbroken countless times, the dancer's feelings for the basketball player remain in his heart unt...
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─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
❝ I wanted nothing but to make him jealous. Instead, it turned out to be a big mistake. I was selfish, but you're here, always there. I didn't realize you already had my heart until now ❞
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C H A P T E R S I X
"YOU ASKED SOHN YOUNGJAE TO KISS YOU?"
Haknyeon spits out the water he's drinking in the glass clasped in his hand. His ginger-brown eyes widen in amusement similar to a tabby cat. His caramel hair is tousled and his shirt wrinkled as if he just woke up, about to head to his first class in the morning.
He wants to go back to sleep and dream for a little while longer. But he can't think about sleeping anymore the second he hears his best friend exclaim in astonishment.
All he can think about is how he said Youngjae is responsible for Changmin.
And now Youngjae is responsible for him.
Youngjae might have agreed to look after Changmin, but when did going so far as kissing happen?
It wasn't a real kiss and it doesn't mean anything special if it happened suddenly, he thinks.
Though, he wouldn't be surprised if the boys do end up together.
Sunwoo closes the fridge and maneuvers around the kitchen island, holding a juice box in his hand. He shoots Haknyeon a look of concern.
"Why are you more surprised than me? I thought you saw this coming?" He raises a brow and grins mischievously, taking a sip of the juice from the straw.
Haknyeon ignores Sunwoo's question and looks at Changmin, sitting across from him on the sofa. "The universe couldn't have decided to listen to me for our captain of the soccer team to be responsible for you."
There's an air of apprehension floating around the living room, the sound of the clock ticking, and car engines starting from downstairs, but Changmin finds himself remembering Youngjae pressing a delicate kiss on his forehead.
A ghost of a smile traces his lips, the tips of his ears redden, and his heart flutters like butterflies.
Everything after left him speechless, confused, and embarrassed. The younger boy was blushing and just as puzzled.
Stupid, heart, it's just a kiss. You don't like him like that, he thinks.
"Changmin," Haknyeon says, voice soft.
Changmin looks up at Haknyeon, startled, "Yeah, what is it?"
An innocent smile dances on his lips, diamonds glittering like stars in his irises, and warmth spreads inside his chest recalling Youngjae's question he never answered.
