𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ✧ 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐞

Chapter 39

Choyeon's Pov

"Ok then, let's get going." He said, softly grabbing my hand as he made way and pulled me through the crowd. It was very gentleman-y of him and I'm pretty sure I'd see myself blushing if there was a mirror infront of me.

We reached there and started walking on the seemingly endless stairs. Damn this tower needed an elevator! After hours (actually only a few minutes) of walking, we finally reached the top. As our hands went to our hips and knees, us wailing and catching our breath. I was careful not to look down, cause I knew if I did, I wouldn't be here for much longer.

"Oh. My. God. It's beautiful..." I said as I made it to to railings of the balcony, almost the entirety of Jeju island being covered from that height. I folded my hands on the railings, leaning my face on them as I took a deep breath, taking in the beauty of the scenery. I wanted to take a picture but phone's camera quality wasn't. I almost totally forget about Anton behind me, who was fondly smiling at me.
"Oh, completely forgot about you...hehe.." I apologized (not really)?
He didn't answer. He just kept his warm little smile and walked forward, placing his hands on the railing right beside me.
"You're right, it is pretty...but you're prettier." He whispered the last part.
"I didn't get the last bit." I informed.
"Oh it's nothing, forget about it."
I didn't feel like arguing so I didn't reply.

We stood there in a peaceful silence for a few moments, moments before I made the most fatal mistake of this evening.
I looked down. And there I was, standing a zillion meters above ground in a tower in Jeju island. I froze, but that didn't really help since my fear got worse before my brain suddenly sent a signal and I jolted backwards.

"Hey..are you okay?" Anton turned to me, worry visible in his eyes.
"Not really. We need to get down, I hate this.." I said as my hands started trembling.
"Sure, let's go.." he hurried. He held my hand and helped me down the stairs, me trying hard not to trip. He knew about my phobia, so it was normal of him to behave like that, I thought.

After what seemed like another eternity of walking, we got down. And there awaited a surprise.
Just as we reached the bottom, we saw all of our friends gathered, starting from Taesan to Haeyoon. And along with them, in a corner, stood Seunghan with the largest smirk on his face, and I knew there was an eternity of teasing ahead of me. They saw us in a type of situation that I was sure they'd get a wrong idea.

And soon enough, Seunghan started walking towards me and pulled me to a corner and whispered, "So, how'd the kiss go?" And there it was, a beginning to the nonstop annoyance.

"The fvck? Seunghan I swear-"
"What? I was just addressing the lil smoochie time you had there-" he couldn't finish his sentence before my palms went around his neck in a strangling motion.
"Bitch don't talk about shit you don't know. I might just give you Siyun's insta too if you shut up~" I bribed while smirking.
"Ok, deal." He agreed immediately.

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Third person Pov

While marching down, she didn't notice somethings, but he did.

Her hands were on his, their fingers intertwined. His face was a bright shade of red and the worry in his eyes were just as much as the panic in her's.

He didn't want to let go once they got down. He didn't want to their friends, it Seunghan when they got got, but fate had other plans.

He was disappointed at the fact that she rushed rushed over to Seunghan, or the fact that his friends squished him in the small circle in between them. His friends started investing (?) him about where he had run of to and took turns hitting him for abandoning him for basically the entire trip.

But he couldn't concentrate there. He honestly couldn't even care less. His eyes only went the direction of Seunghan and Choyeon, as if he were spying on them (Which he was). As he watched them, he realized he should turn away, but his body wasn't cooperating.

There was this feeling that got worse every second he watched them together. He was starting to feel way more uncomfortable than he had planned to.

Wait no. That's not the word.

He felt jealous.

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