❝ jungwoo-ssi to jaehyun hyung ❞ ;; jaewoo

three

jaehyun's pov

i sighed as i closed my notebook, looking up to my friends, who where chatting on about some random subject. 

"nope, can't relate." lucas rested his head on his hand.

"what do you mean?" juyeon said, leaning towards lucas. "you've never gotten grounded?"

"no, my phone gets taken away though," lucas put his books away. "and i'm not allowed snacks because my mom thinks i'm gonna turn into a pig."

juyeon nodded his head, not understanding lucas' mom's thinking process. as they started another conversation, i looked to my left so see jungwoo clinging onto a blonde haired boy, who was dying of laughter.

i looked at how happy jungwoo was, i'm guessing that he must've been upset because of the fact that i've been avoiding him.

i have a very good reason to why i've been avoiding him.

i was afraid.

afraid of the fact that i might've liked him. afraid of the fact that i didn't like someone different. afraid of admitting that i was afraid.

i didn't want to be seen as weak.

i must've been zoning out as yuta started snapping his fingers in my face.

"hey," he said, waving his hands at me. "what's with you and that boy over there?"

juyeon and lucas stopped their conversation to listen into ours, and it seemed like they where interested as both of them glanced at each other before looking at me again.

"it's nothing." i stood up from my seat, slinging my bag over my shoulder.

the three of them looked up at me, then collected their things, shrugging it off except for yuta hyung. he squinted his eyes at me, like he wanted to know something, because he always likes to know everything about everyone.

of course he wouldn't find anything, i'd get rid of whatever relationship i have with jungwoo. right?

i brushed that feeling of uncertainty out of my head before heading for the door, moving past friend groups and some empty desks.

just as i was about to exit the door. something made me stop.

in the corner of my eye, jungwoo was staring at me.

i quickly walked out of the room before things could escalate.

╰┈➤time skip - ,,

he was sitting alone on a bench. i looked at the surroundings, looking for bystanders. i didn't know why i was paranoid about other people being there, but i just was. i shifted my footing and glanced around one more time, just to be sure before heading towards the figure, who was fiddling with his oversized, long sleeved school jumper. i wiped my sweaty hands on my trousers, ignoring how they even got sweaty in the first place.

i clutched onto my school bag, making short strides towards him, the sun beating down onto my skin which made me sweat even more.

i sat beside him, careful not to make so much noise. he looked towards my direction, he looked exhausted but he soon replaced his slight frown with a very cute smile. i'm not sure how anybody could have such a cute smile.

"jaehyunnie hyung!" he said, instantly pulling me into a tight hug. "why haven't you talked to me?"

the last part of his sentence was less enthusiastic, i could sense him anticipating my answer because of the way he was clinging onto me for dear life.

"sorry." i apologised quickly, trying not to make it long.

"okay." his voice quietened before the cold breeze hit.

there was a moment of silence before i jerked away from his touch after he put his head on my shoulder, that funny feeling coming into my stomach once again. the first time i felt this was when he told me he liked me. i didn't like this indescribable feeling that i felt, i didn't like things which where unfamiliar to me.

"oh," he looked at the ground. "i didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, sorry."

i nodded, looking straight towards the rest of the school gardens, resting my gaze at the fountain ahead of us.

"please talk to me, hyung," i heard his voice quiver. "i'm sorry."

what is he sorry for?

"stop apologising." i finally spoke, maybe with too much harshness.

jungwoo muttered a little 'okay' before going back to his sleeves. i ran my finger through my hair, stressing about what to say next.

"i shouldn't have left it like that." i decided on saying that, hoping for a positive reaction.

"left it like what?"

"like this," i continued, wanting to get the 'issue' out of the way. "i-i saw how i got you upset and didn't want it to happen again after that night."

jungwoo hummed, like he understood what i was feeling. about what i felt about him. "i like you, jungwoo-ssi." i wanted to say. but i was too much of a coward.

"i'm sorry."

"okay, hyung," his smile slowly returned back to his face. "sleepover?"

what?

"huh?"

"sleepover," he furrowed his eyebrows at me. "it's a noun: a night spent by children or young people at a-"

"i know what a sleepover is."

there was another beat of silence, i was truly taken aback by the situation. first of, i apologised for my wrong doing and then he wants a sleepover? he had to be delusional or something.

"i can come over to your place!" he started talking again. "we could have pillow fights!"

"i could also take you." i said just as that thought withered in my brain.

all of my friends call me a budding comedian, but to be honest, i say what's on my mind (in some circumstances, not this circumstance).

"huh?" he glanced at me again, genuinely confused.

what? does he not know what-

"never mind." i blinked, shocked out how innocent he was.

he squinted at me before going on about the sleepover which was meant to be happening the next day. all i could do was watch him, his smile becoming wider every second, because that fascinated me more than anything else.