sunshine ☆彡 seokmin

twelve

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It's 2:30 in the morning when my aunt finishes talking to me. She doesn't yell at me, although her voice is incredibly loud. The fatigued woman ends her 'lecture' with a hug and leaves me with a bowl of soup.

You know when you meet someone or something happens to you and then you feel different? Like, it impacted your heart or the way it pumps. Like, it feels weird to breathe.

Because that's how I feel.

Did Chan really like me? No, did they all like me? Was my presence much too hideous and disastrous for them? Did I make them uncomfortable or impatient? Were they not okay with me being there? Did they fake all of their kindness? Did he even like me for who I was, despite the fact that we knew nothing of each other?

Seokmin.

His smile.

Seokmin.

His eyes.

Seokmin.

His voice.

Seokmin.

Ah, I feel giddy even thinking about him. It's not like I have a crush on him, right? God, what are those even?

I reach out for my bookbag so I can go upstairs but my fingers catches something. Paper.

It's a sticky note with a number.

Holy Christ, he just gave me his number. Or did he?

It reads,

maxima, please have my number! PLEASE!!
###-###-####
<3 <3 <3
call me anytime, sweet-cakes!!!

What?

After getting in bed, I ponder on whether to send him a message or call him. He's probably asleep. Or is he?

max: is this seokmin? because this is max.

unknown: no, this is patrick!

max: um

unknown: im juST KIDDING YES IT's ME!!! SEOKMIN !! ! !

max: oh

seokmin: IM SO GLAD You txted Me I DIDNT THINK YOU WOULD

max: why?

seokmin: i thought you'd ignore me

max: it's almost 3 am

seokmin: i DONT CARE I WANT TO TALK TO YOU!!!

max: are you sure? im super boring

seokmin: no, youre not. everything about you is so interesting :^)

max: ahh not really but thank you

max: you are too

seokmin: awww thank you!!!! (YES YOU ARE)

max: i really enjoyed being at your house or mansion

seokmin: really?? were the boys too mean? too rough??

max: they were just fine