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"You're so frustrating." he pouts, pulling the plate full of bolognese pasta towards him. "all I wanted was a kiss like in that kid's movie."
"Mhhh."
"I really hate you sometimes."
"Hate's a strong word, Jisungie." I mock him, for which I get a slap on my hand.
"Yeah yeah."
"You sure wanna eat that?"
"Should I not?" Jisungie frowns, dropping the fork.
"Eat it all."
Hesitating, he tastes my portion of food. It doesn't even take him that long— he immediately spits it out, the tip of his tongue out.
"What the hell?!" I jump, taken aback by a few red spaghetti strands flying onto me.
"It's spicy!"
"Well yes you dumbass! I like spicy food!"
"I don't!" he runs to the sink, tripping in the process, and chugs water down from the tap, coughing.
At the goofy scene straight out of a cartoon, I laugh uncontrollably, forgetting about his disgusting germs all over me for the moment.
He wanted a cartoon moment, and he got one.
"You dumbass, that's gonna worsen it."
"You're not helping."
"It's not my fault." I shrug, getting up and walking behind his bent body as he tries to drink like a cat. "milk could help,"
"Give, please, I'm dying."
"we don't have any."
"Oh my gosh."
"Sorry not sorry."
Soon enough, after maybe five minutes of Jisung whining in pain, he calms down and returns to his energetic self.
When he looks down at my shirt, I remember— and I shudder. "ew, dude." I take his hand and make him clean the mess.
"Sorry not sorry~"
This boy knows damn well how to make me happy.
Happy. I've been happy lately.
Happy? I think so, at least.
The warm feeling in my chest expands every time I look at him. When our eyes meet, I'm met with the catastrophic noise of my melodic heartbeat.
He makes me feel like no other, that's certain.
It's weird, because it's different from before. Really, really different.
Like— it's not the 'happy' way my mother made me feel when she'd tuck me into bed, or the way Haein says I'm her favourite person.
"Watchu thinkin' 'bout?" he hums, wetting the end of a towel and rubbing it on my shoulder.
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strangers by the shore ♒︎ minsung
Mystery / Thriller★ "my time's up." ⭐︎ or, lee minho's life is a chaotic mess. that is until he finds a rather cute stranger with a similar fate. ★ [DO read the note]
