I sat on my bed's edge, anxiously twisting a strand of hair around my finger, and the air hung heavy with the weight of unspoken words. Chohee was leaning on the doorframe across from me. Her countenance alternated between curiosity and worry, her eyes subtly pleading with Me to end the awkward quiet that had developed between us.
"So..." When Chohee eventually asked, her tone was soft and slightly doubtful. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"
I sighed deeply, lowering my shoulders to look at the ground. "Chohee, I'm not even sure where to begin. Everything simply occurred."
After coming across the room, Chohee sat down next to me and put a comforting hand on my shoulder. "start at the very beginning. Tell me what happened."
I swallowed hard and related what had happened the night before. How I'd allowed my brother's best friend, him, into my room. How we had spent the time laughing, telling stories, and conversing as though we were the only two people in the house. And then, how he'd leant in to kiss me, causing a wave of contradictory feelings that I was not sure how to process.
"And then I gave him a kiss in return," I muttered, my voice almost audible above a whisper. "Chohee, I didn't intend for it to happen. It simply did."
Her gaze softened as she listened closely to what I had to say. "Y/n, don't worry," she reassured. "You can't always control how you feel or who you're attracted to."
With a hint of remorse in her voice, I answered, "But he's my brother's best friend." "What if all of this is destroyed? What happens if Jungkook feels differently and our relationship becomes awkward?"
"you said he said that he wants to see you again, that's enough proof." she says "And as for your brother... well, maybe it's time to have an honest conversation with him too."
"Absolutely not!" I reply "What if I've messed everything up, Chohee? What if I ruin his friendship with Jungkook and make things weird between me and my brother?"
Chohee gave a little smile. She said, "Until you try, you won't know." But no matter what, never forget that I'm available to you. Whatever the case may be."
I put my arms around choke and clung to her, tears welling up in my eyes. "Thank you," I say in a raspy tone. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
With an equally intense embrace, Chohee's heart ached for me. "You'll work this out," she assured me. "Just take it one step at a time, and remember that I'm right here beside you."
The weight on my shoulders started to gradually lessen as we sat there in silence. Even though I knew the journey ahead would not be simple, having Chohee by my side gave me optimism that perhaps, just possibly, things would work out in the end.
"Now, you didn't leave out any details," she asks "Like not a single one"
I shake my head no
"so you didn't have sex?" she says
"damn," I say, "I thought my best friend had changed for a bit"
"hey I need to know," she says "You should see him again though. maybe this time you will"
"stop," I say "I do not want to sleep with him"
"you sure?" she asks
"yes," I say then mumble "at least not now"
"See, you do," she says "Anyway its not important, what is important is what we are planning to do this weekend"
"I have a project due for my psych class so that's what ill be doing"
"boring," she says "We should go out, we are adults"
"how about I finish my project Saturday afternoon, then you come over Saturday night and we have one of that night we used to have all the time"
"omg, you are acting like we are 14," she says
"Well my apologies for not liking going out when I need to do things for my degree" I reply
"you don't like to go out at all," she says
"you're right," I say "but don't I always go when you want me to"
"yeah yeah," she says "Fine we will do your thing"
friday 9am
I attempted to concentrate on the slides that were presented on the screen in the dimly lit psychology lecture hall, with the professor's voice seeming like a calming hum in the background. Still, my mind kept returning to that kiss.
My entire body tingled with a shock of energy as his lips, hard yet delicate, touched me. Long after he had left, the kiss stayed with me, vowing to talk to me the next day.
However, while I sat through my psychology course, I noticed that she was dissecting every aspect of that kiss. What was the meaning of it? Was it only an impulsive act motivated by the intensity of the match? Or was there a deeper reason for it?
i mean he said it did or rather implied.
I looked around the lecture hall, attempting to bring my attention back to the behavioral psychology topic the professor was discussing. While my classmates hurriedly scrawled notes, my mind was racing with questions and feelings.
I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I hardly realized the lecture was over. With my mind still repeating the kiss, I mechanically gathered my belongings. Upon strolling through the campus for my subsequent lesson, I couldn't help but take out my phone to see if there were any new messages.
There it was—a text from him:
Hey princess
my heart skipped a beat as i read the message. A rush of excitement and nervousness washed over me. I tapped out a quick reply.
i thought you were gonna stop calling me that
nah, i think you like me calling you it
anyway, theres this abandoned house ive been wanting to go to. you down?
ill think about it.
dont do that to me, you said you wanted to go to one with me
no i said i wanted to go to one, never mentioned anything about you
you agreed when i offered to take you
fair point
when?
Monday after your classes
fine.
ill pick you up
YOU ARE READING
princess | J. JK
Fanfic"Well you sure are living up to your nickname, aren't you princess?" He asks as he walks closer "Don't call me princess" i snap back "I think we both know you don't want that" he says as his face is now inches away from my own "isn't that right?." ...
