Boy across the street (KSM/HHJ)

twenty-nine

Seungmin PoV

Time passed. A few weeks, and a bit changed between me and Hyunjin's relationship. We talked to each other non-stop when we were at home. Sometimes we cuddled while watching TV, sometimes we forgot what was on the TV and couldn't keep our lips apart from each other, and sometimes it ended up being more than just kissing. 

Minho and Changbin knew about it, Minho was still skeptical but Changbin seemed to be really excited when Hyunjin was finally more than just a friend.

I didn't think we were just friends, we were definitely more because I wouldn't touch my friends the way I touched him. I would like to know what exactly happened between us, but I was afraid to ask. The fear of being rejected was too big. 

Far too big...

 Because deep inside me a voice spoke to me and said that Hyunjin was nothing other than a liar, a selfish, horny and manipulative idiot.

Often these thoughts overwhelmed me so much that I could no longer look at him.  These thoughts then consumed me from the inside and I couldn't suppress them.

 I couldn't, no, didn't want to imagine his lips touching anything other than mine. His soft, beautiful lips were not allowed to be touched by anyone other than me. 

It was like I wanted Hyunjin to be only mine.

I was on my way from school to go to the park where Changbin and Minho often went and smoked together. They skipped the last class and asked me if I would like to join them after my class, which was why I made my way there.

But my thoughts only revolved around one person whose face I always wanted to see.

 Suddenly I heard someone calling out to me with a nickname that only one gave me. "Minnie! Minnie, wait!" the blonde-haired shouted and I turned to him. 

"Where are you going?" he asked, a little out of breath since he had just run over to me. I chewed my gum, passed it from side to side, and then replied, "I'm going to the park." 

"Can I come with you?" 

"Uh..." I thought for a moment. Minho wouldn't be happy about it but maybe they would finally get to know each other and finally get along. "Minho is there," I said and he tilted his head and looked like he was letting my words repeat in his head many times.

"I don't mind," he said and we walked towards the park. It was so cold that it felt like my hair was freezing. I had forgotten my beanie so it felt like my ears were going to fill with blood and fall of my head at any moment. I had zipped my thick winter jacket up to my chin and buried half of my face in it. I breathed into it so that my warm breath would warm my red, cold cheeks. 

"Are you cold?" Hyunjin asked me and I nodded. 

"My hands are almost numb even though I try to keep them warm in my jacket pocket," I mumbled. 

"My hands are always warm," the older replied, taking one hand out of his jacket pocket. I did the same and he took my hand and put it back in his pocket. His fingers clasped mine and it was like he was holding me tight and never letting me fall again. My cold hand on his warm hand in his warm jacket pocket. Goosebumps and a tingling sensation spread throughout my body but I relaxed.