Unsure ~ Seo Chang-bin

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YOUR POV
To say that you liked Changbin was an understatement. You had the worst head-over-heels crush on him, and he felt the same way about you. The thing was, you couldn't date him, and under no circumstance could he know that you actually liked him.

It was hard to explain, but to make a long story short, your parents never allowed you to date. Growing up, it made you feel as if maybe it was just you and the fact that you were not attractive or approachable to men for them to even be interested in dating you.

It never occurred to you that subconsciously, because of this rule to not date, you gave off the energy that you were not available to anyone. That was until he came into the picture. It happened out of nowhere, but the next thing you knew, he was just a boy in one of your classes, and then you two started "seeing each other." He started pursuing you like you were the gold medal at the end of a race that everyone wanted but no one could have, except for him, of course.

It went from mini friendship dates, to talking in his car until midnight, to driving down old memory lane, and to the beach at night, making you realize that you loved having this man in your life, and you were beyond scared when these feelings started to come up in your head. You've never had a boyfriend, much less a talking stage, and to be this deep into it with him scared you for whatever the heck it could mean.

He had picked you up to go and grab some food from a late-night diner, and then he had parked the car in an empty parking lot for you two to just talk and eat. You started asking questions to each other, trying to get to know each other on a more deep and personal level, when he had asked you about the craziest thing you have ever done.

Granted, your life wasn't so interesting outside of hanging out with a few people from school that were hoping to pursue lifestyles as celebrities or daredevils who travel the world doing crazy things, but you didn't want to seem too boring, so you lied. You made up something about going on a trip with your friends where you played truth or dare but never backed down from a dare, so someone told you to jump off a 20-30 foot cliff somewhere.

"Then I just jumped off," You say, then shrug your shoulders as if it was no big deal.

"What? That's absolutely crazy," He says as he plays with a toothpick in his mouth.

"Yeah, I'm more of an adventurer than you think," You lie again. You were anything but that.

"I guess I have to go cliff jumping with you one day," He jokes, and you kind of freeze at the lie you just told. You hope he never asks you to go cliff jumping with him. "Your turn," He says, signaling it was your turn to ask him a question, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"Okay, what's your favorite thing about me?" You ask him as you cross your left leg under your right leg and sit half-crossed, fully facing him again.

"You sure you want me to answer that?" He asks as his eyebrow raises and a smirk pops up on his face. You knew what he was referring to. Countless times you showed your appreciation for each other's physical bodies, not in ways that made the other uncomfortable.

When the two of you would walk around or just hang out sometimes, he would slide his hand below your waist, rubbing your butt a bit or occasionally giving it a squeeze. Sometimes when you just relaxed at each other's place, he would lay on your boobs or butt, and with you, you mostly just liked tracing his biceps or his abs. That was the kind of level you'd reached in the relationship, but he wasn't yours, and you weren't his.

"Don't be nasty..... something that isn't too physical," You say, then roll your eyes at him a bit sarcastically. He chuckles at your statement. Then his eye meets yours.

"I love your smile, the way it lights up your face, your hair, the way it falls, your skin, the way it glows - " You cut him off.

"I said one thing, Changbin." He snickers, shaking his head at you, leaning in a bit towards you in the process.

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