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we were now at my apartment and she was making popcorn while i was digging for a movie to watch.

"here it's all done." she said while putting the popcorn on the coffee table and taking a seat beside me.

"and yoongi you don't have a bad place for a hormonal teenage boy. i mean you don't have naked posters or magazines here and there, plus it's a little too tidy." her words make me choke on my saliva. she was too blunt and i liked this part of her. maybe this is the real her under the color black.

"shut up i am not hormonal. anyways i got this movie 'breakfast club' i guess you'll like it because it's my favourite."

"it's my favourite too."

and then we started the movie.

"this is my favourite part." we both said at the same time where they were all confessing something to each other.

"oh my god that's creepy!" she said laughing and looking up.

i looked at her and we both made eye contact. my eyes fell on her lips and i found myself leaning towards her.

she leaned in and soon i felt her lips against mine. the kiss was slow but it eventually got heated as i put the laptop away. she fell backwards as i hovered her. our lips moved in sync. the feeling was something that i never had.

she slowely pulled away and smirked "what happened to 'i don't think of you like that' and 'i am not hormonal' huh?" she ruined the moment, still smirking.

"way to ruin the moment soonyi!" i said what was on my mind.

she started laughing and so did i. she looked different while laughing. a good different.

"would you please be mine soonyi?" i asked out of nowhere when our laughter died down. our eyes were too immersed to look somewhere else other than each others.

"i was always yours."

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SO THAT JUST HAPPENED AND I CAN'T.

it was hard writing it small because i wanted to add details but i can't because of the storyline.

also, this is the longest chapter by far lmao.

please do vote and comment what you think because the next chapter is probably going to be the last ig.

thank you.

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