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☁️🎀🌷🦋🌷🎀☁️
- 𝕋𝕎𝕆 -
𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕪
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• san •
my lips parted, a wave of smoke escaping between them. my grip around jonghos waist tightened as he tried to pull away, his nose scrunching as the puff of smoke clouded his face.
"san, you asshole!" he mumbled, coughing a little, though his words are harsh, his voice was soft. seonghwa and mingis laughter filled my ears.i looked down at him with a smirk,
"come on jongie, you do this to me all the fucking time.... it's time you understood how it feels." he rolled his eyes,
"alright i understand, now let go of me!" he yelled, a small giggle seeping through.
"you promise you'll be more considerate of the air i breathe?"
"promise..." he said with a small smile. i paused for a second, staring into his eyes before smirking.
"good boy." i let him go and lifted my free hand to his head, ruffling his fluffy black hair. he groaned and ran behind mingi, hiding behind him with a pout. he wrapped his arms around his torso, gripping onto his black shirt. mingi also wore black jeans that had a few wears by the ankles. his shoes were simple white converse, dirtied with age and parties. three chains laid around his neck and they swung with jonghos movements. the brown haired boy with blue tips and jongho have been my best friends since i was in 5th grade.
"mingiiii, make san stop bothering meeeee!" he whined, making all of us chuckle.
seonghwa wrapped his arm over my shoulder with a smile, "come on jongho, you really think mingi is gonna mess with mr.lover boy?"
i scrunched my nose at the nickname but shook it off. though i've known mingi and jongho since 5th, i've known seonghwa since 2nd. and even though i love those two with all my heart- seonghwa is still my closet friend to date. all four of us grew up together, we've been with each other every step of the way.
i looked at seonghwa with a smile, which he gladly returned.
his black hair laid messily over his eyes and his jacket that matched with mine, and mingis, and jonghos (though he wasn't wearing his tonight and mingis was on the couch) was slipping over his shoulder. his shirt was black and his jeans were too. they had rips over the knees and they cuffed slightly at the bottom, showing off his stripped black and white socks that laid under his converse. one shoe was black, and the other was red. he wore a red choker to match.
