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flower petals - annyeongz

Wonyoung smiles, though it didn't reach her eyes. You notice it too but decide to shrug it off before you accidentally ask the wrong question.

"Go now before it gets too late." You noticed the small wavers in her voice but again you pretended like it didn't happen. If Wonyoung wants, she can tell you about it later.

Or perhaps, she's waiting for you to ask?

The sudden thought halts your feet from walking a step away from the house. Instead, you grab both of her hands and pull her closer. So close that you can smell her pleasant strawberry scent.

"Y-Yujin?"

"Want me to stay over tonight?"

She nods and hugs you back, a little bit tighter than yours. The way her hands clench your shirt tells you that she has a lot to share with you. You hold her closer, running your fingers through her soft hair to tell her that you are here with her.

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You sit at the edge of the bed in Wonyoung's room. Only the sound of the shower from the bathroom filled the room. You couldn't lie but you sure noticed the sadness and worries lingering inside her eyes but you can't bring yourself to ask her about it, worrying that you might overstep the line of being a friend.

Yes, a friend.

As typical and cliche as it is, you love her. You love Jang Wonyoung, even before you realized it. But the idea of confessing never once reaches your head. Not even when you started to cough up these small petals in her favourite colour, red. Not even when you started getting sluggish after having to deal with the cough you stifle up while being with her the whole day.

It just seems too impossible for the perfect, popular, and beautiful friend of yours to like you back. She deserves someone greater, heck, you don't even know if she swings this way.

Thinking about this makes your chest constricts again as you hold back coughs threatening to come out of your throat.

Your train of thought is interrupted when the sound of the door swinging open resonates across the room. You quickly stifle down your pain and move your head in the sound direction but what you are seeing makes you regret it.

There stands Wonyoung, only wearing a towel that covers from her chest to her knee. You look away immediately, afraid that she noticed your stare.

"I'll be outside. Tell me when you are done." You stand up almost immediately and walk out of the room, hoping that she won't see your reddening face, both from holding back the cough and staring at her.

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"Hey." You turn your head around and catch her walking up to you. She immediately settles down beside you and leans her head on your shoulder.

"Want to talk about it?"

You wait but only silence greets you.

"It's okay if you don't-"

"Remember Jaeyeon?"

Of course, you remember him. That asshole who left your friend after lying to her that he's going to continue his studies abroad.

That was pure bullshit.

The next day, Wonyoung saw him at a cafe with a chick that is definitely not a match for your friend. You remember how you run out of the lecture hall after Wonyoung gives you a call while crying. It's disappointing that you didn't get to punch him in the face that day since he left the cafe before you arrived.