Once we sat at out normal table I put my plan into action. "I like your hair."
"Thank you."
"Do you often dye it?"
"Yes."
I bite my lip thinking of something else. "Hey, do you wanna hear a joke?"
"No."
I sighed annoyed. I was going to yell at him but something caught my eyes. The side of his mouth was curved into a smile. Did I do that, or was it that book? "What's with that smile, is it that book?"
"No."
I made a whining noise and crossed my arms. "Gosh Namjoon, you're so complex! If you're not going to talk to me or even look at me then I'll just go." Before I could get up he put his book down making me stop.
"Why would you say I'm not paying attention to you?" He asked looking directly into my eyes.
"Uh..." I somehow forgot everything I was previously upset about.
"Because I do pay attention to you. I pay attention to you so much that it should be illegal. I know that you like to style your hair to the right because the left side is too long and it blocks your eye. I know in class you don't raise your hand until you're positive you have the right answer. I know that you blink rapidly when you're hungry. I know you only wear sweaters that go past your butt because you don't want your skin to show when you lift your arms.
"I could go on and on about details that you probably don't notice but I saved the best for last. I know I'm in love with your lips. They're so thick and full it makes me want to run my finger or better yet my tongue over them, just to see if it tastes as sweet as you." He finished his last sentence then opened his book. "Close your mouth, a fly may go in."
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FanfictionA story about a boy named Seokjin who meets a strange boy by the name of Namjoon. "Hey, do you wanna hear a joke?" "No." (Completed)