》Despite knowing you love someone else, my heart keeps beating for you《
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Omega college student Park Jimin has been pining over his alpha best friend, Jin, for quite some time. His heart crumbles when the alpha tells Jimin about his attractive cowor...
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Jimin reaches the last step in the flight of stairs, walking down the small hallway before he gets to the intended door. Using the back of his clammy hands, Jimin's knuckles knock on the door to signal he'd arrived. His tongue licks over his lip and wettens it when he's hit with anxiety.
The container he's holding feels cold against his skin, ice cream slowly melting inside. Jimin's heartbeat goes faster when he picks up the sound of footsteps from the apartment. Instinctively, Jimin's holding his breath. There's still the chance to flee, but he feels rooted to the spot. Jimin doesn't think, though, he's ready to meet a certain someone who could be behind this door.
The door is yanked open within mere seconds, causing Jimin to flinch and dart his gaze to the person with dark brown hair tied up in a bun and wearing glasses. There goes his chance to flee.
"Hi, uhm—"
"Jin isn't here." Jeongguk interrupts him, his voice hinting at confusion, and honestly, Jimin can't be mad. Who could possibly think that his best friend isn't the person he wanted to see?
"I hoped that he's not here," Jimin answers sheepishly, pink dusting his cheeks. He rests his gaze on the alpha's black, thin-framed glasses. It's the first time seeing him wearing them. "I wanted to see you, actually."
"Oh," Jeongguk says in bewilderment, and then contemplates what to do next. Jimin wonders if Jeongguk is considering sending him away, but Jeongguk opens the door wider, signalling that he can step in. "Come in."
Jimin hesitantly steps into the open kitchen and places the container on the counter. His fingers drum against the plastic lid as he nervously looks around the kitchen. He notices it is difficult for him to be the first to say something, and Jeongguk seems to see it too. "So... why are you here? I don't want to sound rude or anything but...yeah. Why did you want to see me?"
"I uhm—brought you this," Jimin confesses with a nervous smile and pushes the container towards Jeongguk. The latter casts a more confused look at the container than he had just given Jimin at the door. He mustn't have noticed it. However, Jimin doesn't address it at first. "I would eat it quickly, so it doesn't melt."
Jeongguk continues to look at him and the small green plastic container sceptically, his gaze alternating from the omega to the container and back until he finally reaches for it a little slower and removes the lid. His eyes express surprise as he stares at the brownish ice cream.
His eyes flicker back to Jimin, holding an emotion Jimin can't decipher. "I'm not an ice cream fan-"
Jimin pouts innerly with disappointment. "Then you don't have to eat it—"
