GOING BOARDING HOUSE | SEVENTEEN group chat. (Editing)

Comfort pt 2

"Why did you bring me here?" Jisoo pulled his hand away. They were outside, it Was chilly and the street lights lit up the sidewalk so beautifully. No sound could be heard besides their footsteps.

"I- I'm sorry." Seokmin apologized, "It's just, it was loud and I know how much you hate loud places and- I don't know...I'm sorry. Do you want to go back?"

"No." He shook his head, "I'm already here anyways." He paused, "But if you're going to drag me out somewhere , at least grab my jacket too. It's cold."

Seokmin quickly pulled the black jacket from his body and helped the smaller male put it on.

"Sorry."

"It's fine. You didn't have bad intentions."

The walk was quiet and neither of them spoke. It wasn't uncomfortable though. Seokmin thought Jisoo would be mad and not want to talk to him, but surprisingly he wasn't.

"Where are we going?"

"I don't know." Seokmin said honestly.

"So why are you still walking?"

"Oh."

They both stopped and Jisoo smiled, " Are you actually stupid? We'll get lost if we keep going where we don't know."

"Do you want to sit down?" Seokmin bit back a smile, he missed his smile so much.

"Why?"

"I don't know. I don't like standing."

"Then we'll stand."

"But I don't want to stand."

"I don't want to sit."

"Why are you so difficult." Seokmin whined, grabbing the older males hand and pulling him towards a nearby bench.

"Seokmin, it's cold. I really don't want to sit on some dirty bench."

"Come on, don't be a brat."

"Me a brat? I'm not the one that's pouting."

"Shut up." He said playfully.

"I will not shut up." Jisoo retorted.

"Please, just sit."

"No, you don't have to be a pushover."

"Please?"

"God you're so annoying." Jisoo gave in, making himself comfortable on the cold bench.

"Ew, it's wet." The older grimaced.

"Do you wanna sit on my lap?" Seokmin hesitantly asked.

"Seokmin I swear to God if you don't stop." Jisoo threatened to stand up and leave.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it in that way. I was just offering you to sit on my lap since you said the bench is wet. I promise I won't try anything, cross my heart and hope to die." He did the actions, "I was just trying to be nice and shit."

Jisoo looked up at him. His face was slightly pink, and he could tell he was nervous,
"... I swear to god. Whatever."Jisoo, sat back down and watched the cars drive by.

"So." Seokmin started.

"So." Jisoo, repeated.

"It's been a while."

"A while? It's been three weeks. That's barely a while."

"You think?"

"I don't know. What do you think?"

"I-uh..." he trailed off.

"It's cold."

"Yeah, I forgot."