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EIGHTEEN (J) ~ I'm Obsessed With You

Jooheon oppa

She did that super cute thing she always did. She blushed.

I wanted to kiss every square inch of her cheeks that were burning from me. I didn't know how a guy like me could've caused her a blush. Beautiful, beautiful Summer Hall was blushing because I was sitting across from her, running my hands through my hair nervously and about to confess to her.

Well, that was the original plan, but after seeing how Kihyun wrapped an arm around her waist, and she kissed his cheek... I wasn't sure if it was okay to make a move on her.

"You look amazing today," I breathed unintentionally. She avoided my eyes, and brought a fist up to cover her cheek. She looked so cute.

"Thank you."

I continued to sip my Americano, staring at her. I felt my phone beep and vibrate in my pocket, and I knew it was Minhyuk checking on our get together again, for the seventh time.

Minhyuk: JOOHEONY

Me: What.

Minhyuk: Have you kissed her yet???

Me: no. She has a boyfriend.

Minhyuk: oh. Right.

I exhaled, and looked up at Summer. She looked down quickly.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, I guess I'm a little cold, though," she muttered. I automatically pulled my jacket off and wrapped it around her shoulders.

"You don't have to-" she cut herself off when she looked up at me, my face still hovering only a little above her own. She stared at me, then at my lips, and I did the same. I knew that our lips could lock and move in perfect sync.

I leaned down closer to her, causing her breath to hitch in her throat.

I brushed my lips slowly and teasingly on her ear lobe. "I want to, Princess."

Then I quickly sat back down and smiled at her. "So, are you and Kihyun still going strong? Or is the spark sort of faded?"

She hesitated. "Well, we're moving pretty slowly. We haven't done anything innapropriate or anything." She stuttered and blushed as she admitted that. I felt thankful that he didn't steal away all her innocence, because I would have loved to have some of it.

But I was also not very appreciative that the sight of her feeling embarrassed left me feeling flustered and shy.

"Hello," said the waitress who I had befriended when I came here every day for the past year. Her name was Jenna, and she was my favorite person to rant to. She was twenty-five, and took psychology in college, and gave me amazing advice. I told her about Summer, and how beautiful she was, how much I liked her, and how much Minhyuk and Wonho tried to get me to be with her, persuading me that she liked me back.

I didn't really believe them. Summer was gorgeous. When she wore her glasses, she was cute. When she had on her sports wear, she looked like a super model.

But what actually made my heart melt, and my cheeks flush, was how she made me feel like was I actually worth space after seeing me in my swimming trunks. And just my swimming trunks.

I never let anyone see me without a shirt. Heck, I never let anyone even see my thighs or knees. The only people who have seen these parts of my body are Minhyuk, Shownu, Wonho and Changkyun and my parents. No girl who wasn't related to me had seen me anywhere close to naked.

She hugged me...and I loved it. God, I loved how her smooth and perfect arms fit around my fat torso so firmly. It felt like magic. Just...magic.

And then Minhyuk walked into my living room, making me feel like he ruined the moment. But then the four boys left Summer and I alone to eat burgers.