Best Friends - //verkwan//

0.3 - we're just friends

It was just one of those days, where he would come up beside me and practically drag me into a place where there is no one, kiss me, then sometimes leaving marks around the places that aren't visible to anyone.

"can you please stop with this? I'm getting tired of this kind of relationship with you! I'm not gay either!" I finally said, he looked at me, eyes soulless, but then he smiled, showing off that infamous killer smile of his.

"what relationship?" he whispers, I rolled my eyes at him and punched his chest lightly.

"don't ever come near me." I said loudly, pushing past him and getting out of the intense place.

I walked until I lost track of him and his damned scent. I ruffled my hair repeatedly (but fixed it afterwards) and went to an empty staircase. I sat there, planning to skip the first period of the afternoon class.

I decided to go up further, almost reaching the roof, I stopped in front of the door, then leaned my back against it, I slowly slid down and I let out a deep sigh.

I realized it hasn't been long until my eyes started to feel heavy, I closed my eyes, and did not expect that I would sleep here.

I woke up, Vernon beside me listening to music while his jacket was wrapped around me.

"oh, you're awake." he says, taking off one of his earplugs, I shrug, then standed up, he immediately pulls me back down and makes me face him.

"let go." I yanked my hand away from him, then he sighed.

"how do you even know I'm here?" I asked, almost suspiciously, "I have my own ways, and besides, you're my best friend."

I scoffed, then stood up again, he stood up too and held my cheeks forcefully then planted as many pecks on my face as possible.

"oh, and this isn't some kind of relationship, we're just friends." 

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Indeed, I need to calm myself down from shipping too many people and loving many groups at once is just- well, hard.

a/n from 2020: i can't believe i wrote something as... how do i say this... questionable as this years ago..