[WATTPAD FEATURED]
❝But what can I do when it's you I have the sweet tooth for?❞
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As much as Kim Namjoon was smitten with Shin Youngmi, the latter was equally oblivious of the fact. Basically, his ceaseless patience was to blame, which also end...
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FIVE MONTHS LATER
Nora would recoil in surprise everytime the lukewarm sea water slithered and kissed her feet, followed by her occasional glances at the same to check if it was not a fish instead who had mistakenly scaled its way up to the shore and caught her unawares. Although quite a couple of minutes had passed for her as her own company kept her engaged, she wondered if she would ever get accustomed to dipping her toes in the water and not be startled by every little trick that it played on her.
A fragrant zephyr blew through her hair in the meanwhile, carrying the scent of spring with itself. Her nostrils flared when through it, she could determine the distance from herself at which periwinkles and sea lavenders must be blooming merrily— her mind picturing them swaying in the mild wind. The sun that shone above her was not too bright either, the comfort it delivered with the help of its tepid rays causing Nora to feel as if she had never stepped out of her home, and was simply straddled in some corner of it.
A tiny smile fluttered on her lips, soon stretching into an exquisite grin when her phone chimed and compelled her to skim over the notification that it had left for her. However, before she could type back to the sender of that message, a voice called her name, excitement lacing it all over.
"Doc, you made it!" Nora responded with an equal amount of sincerity, her eyes crinkling to show her pleasure when Namjoon finally got seated beside her on the sand.
"Of course, I was the one who had asked to meet in the first place. Wouldn't it be extremely... Youngmi of me to stand you up despite so?" Namjoon chuckled, "How have you been, by the way? I didn't really hear from you in these past few months."
"I've been great— Well, not truly but it is what it is, right?" Nora answered, her expression turning sombre for reasons that Namjoon could not unravel at once. "I bear a news, though. Don't know if it's good or bad. Whatever, I'm just gonna let you decide."
"I don't like that tone of yours. Whenever you speak that way it's usually because something horrible has taken place. Is it so this time as well?" Namjoon quizzed in incertitude, a small pout forming on his lips.
"It'll never not amaze me how you're always spot on with your speculations." Nora snickered, a morose cast soon eclipsing the amusement. "It's about Ewan. Some of the inmates teamed up against him and ended up beating him to death. We'll look into it for sure, but from the get-go, it hasn't really appeared to be more than a case of bullying to me. I can always be wrong, though."
Namjoon stayed silent for a while, allowing the rustling of the sea breeze to fill in the gaps that were surfacing in their conversation. "That's sad to hear." He commented matter-of-factly.
"Tell me about it. I mean, even though he was an awful person, he was still a person. A person who could've shown improvement once given the proper chance to. Promise me that you won't judge if I confide in you?" Nora's soft gaze bore into Namjoon's, providing him relief with a probable change of topic along with the balmy water that sloshed against his bare feet.
