"won..woo." i mumbled under the kiss.
still
he didn't stop
sigh,
i think i should just use my way.
"AH!" he pulled away.
and yeah, i punched him again.
"serves u ryt."
"i know u like it." he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.
"shut the faq up."
"hihihi." he giggled like a girl.
tf.
"hey, we should go back now." i said.
"whaaaaaaat"
"what?"
"can't we stay here a little longer?" he pouted.
i face palmed..
"shit, too cute wonwoo... too cute.."
i sighed.
"kkk fineee." i said.
"yay!" he intertwined his hands with mine.
which made me smile
"cute." i said to myself.
"i heard that~" he poked me.
"yah! stop doing that!"
"why should i?"
"it tickles!! ah!!" i started to laugh.
i didn't want it to last longer.
i don't wanna die ok.
running a little away,
i accidentally tripped.
"huh! y/n! r u alright?" he asked, worried.
it gave me a sharp pain on my foot.
"my a-ankles, wonwoo."
"does it hurt?" he touched it carefully.
"y-yeah.. i can't m-move it. AH!" i shouted in pain.
it was like,
thousands of knifes stabbing it.
i tried to not cry.
"here, i'll get u on my back."
he turned around.
i lifted myself a little.
so wonwoo doesn't have to suffer.
i am heavy.
kinda.
ok?
after i got on his back,
he took his phone
and turned on the flashlight.
so we could avoid getting tripped.
it would be fucked up
if both of us got injured.
really.
"y/n."
"yeah?"
"do you remember where the way was?" he light up the surroundings.
shit.
i also forgot.
"sorry.."
"how do we get back then?" he said.
i shrugged.
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Fanfictionin which she looked down at his face only to regret that choice. was called, kisses. ( a jeon wonwoo fanfic. ) DISCONTINUED please dont read this, its legit a book of cringe