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✕ TW: Suicide is implied, cursing, and smoking
Blowing out the smoke from her mouth, Jiwon closes her eyes, taking in the night air. It was way past midnight and the girl should've been home hours ago but she needed time for herself.
Finishing off her cigarette and putting on her backpack, Jiwon stands up on the railing, looking at the city lights in the distance. With music blasting in her ears, Jiwon couldn't hear the roaring engine coming up behind her.
"Are you crazy!"
Hands encircle Jiwon's waist, pulling her down from the railing.
"What the hell!" Jiwon yells, squirming in the person's hands. Turning around, Jiwon is faced with the person that pulled her down.
"What the fuck, Heeseung." Jiwon glares, removing her airpod out of her ear. Heeseung removes his helmet with one hand, his hair falling in front of his eyes and places it on his motorcycle. He turns to her, glare focused down at her.
"Do you not care about your mom and Jungwon for fucks sake!?" Heeseung says, his hands gripping the curve of Jiwon's waist, eyes as intense as ever. Jiwon tilts her head and gives him a confused look.
"What?" Jiwon asks, "I'm not trying to do whatever it is you're thinking." It was Heeseung's turn to give the girl in his hands a confused look.
"Then why were you standing up there?" He asks, staring down at the girl. Jiwon gives him an eye roll.
"Smoking and looking at the city lights. Now, can you let me go?" Jiwon says, motioning to his hands still on her waist. Heeseung lets go, stepping back a bit from Jiwon. Letting out a small scoff, Jiwon rolls her eyes again.
"Cya." Jiwon says, adjusting her backpack and walking away from Heeseung before he could utter a word. Heeseung blinks at the girl walking away before grabbing his helmet and getting on his bike. Jiwon could hear Heeseung's motorcycle next to her seeping through her music.
"Let me take you home." Heeseung offers, yelling loud enough that his voice could be heard and moving at Jiwon's pace. Knowing that the boy would be relentless and annoy her if she didn't agree, Jiwon lets out a sigh and stops walking, facing Heeseung with a blank face. Jiwon could see the satisfied smirk behind his helmet making her roll her eyes internally.
"I don't have an extra helmet so you can wear mine." Heeseung says, taking off his helmet and handing it to Jiwon. Jiwon holds the helmet in her hands, staring down at it. Jiwon lets out a second sigh and places the helmet over her head. Climbing onto Heeseung's bike, she made sure to leave some space between her and Heeseung.
"You might want to hold on to me." He tells her, kicking the sidestand back.
"Yeah, no thanks." Jiwon says.
"Suite yourself." Heeseung says. Without warning, Heeseung drives off. Jiwon lets out a yelp and clutches onto Heeseung's waist, holding on for her life with her eyes squeezed shut.
"Told you!" Heeseung laughs, yelling through the roaring of his engine and the blowing wind so that Jiwon could hear him.
