My One And Only Wish || p.js

|| I Wanted ||

Bomi's POV:

"You're still seeing him, aren't you?" My mom raised her voice and I looked away.

I just came home from school when my mom decided to shout at me.. Again. I didn't even know how she knew about that, but I had a feeling that, my best friend Dahye, had visited her.

"Seeing him? You make it sound like we're a couple!" I had to be a bit careful about what I was saying, because I had just gotten ungrounded and I didn't want to get grounded once again, for saying something stupid.
"You're not even denying it!" She exclaimed, frustrated, but I kept quiet for a few seconds.

What could I say? Everything I wanted to say would get me grounded - no way was I getting grounded once again.

"I think, I like him.." I mumbled, making her freeze, before she grabbed my shoulders a bit harshly.

Well, ow.

"What? Could you please repeat that?" She gritted her teeth and I swallowed the lump in my throat, before repeating what I had just said.
"I think, I like him." This time my voice was steadier and I felt flustered just by saying those five words. Letting go of my shoulders, she gasped and I cringed a bit.

Just don't gasp..

"Bomi! You shouldn't like anyone at your age!" She started off, which made me scoff and I turned away from her, before she continued. "You're too young for love!" After those words had left her mouths, I shook my head, before making my way towards the door.

"You can't control my feelings." With that, I left the house and I started running towards the park, which was the only place that my mom wouldn't expect me to be at, because 'parks are weird and you could run into a boy'.

Tears started welling up in my eyes, making me shake my head as I continued to run, eventually stopping when I reached the park.

Too young, huh? Well at least I knew that the boy I liked, wasn't a douchebag - or I didn't think he was.

Sitting down by the fountain, I looked at the water, before digging into my pockets, but to my disappointment, I couldn't find any coin.

"What brings you here, Bomi?" I heard a familiar voice ask and my face immediately lit up, before I lifted my head to look at Jisung. "The park is nice.." He nodded his head slowly, before taking a seat beside me and he dug into his pocket.

"Here, it looked like you couldn't find one." He placed a coin in my hand, before giving me a cute smile, which quickly turned into a frown, when he had gotten a good look at my face.
"Have you been crying?" Snapping my head away quickly, I shook my head, trying to avoid having to lie, because I hated lying to him and I felt him grab my chin and made me look at him.

"I-I accidentally ran into a tree on the way here." I blurted out, but he didn't seem to believe it one bit as he raised his eyebrows and he shook his head.

"Please don't lie to me, Bomi.. What happened?" His voice was so soft and I felt like breaking down completely.

"It wasn't because I was full out crying, you know? Just teary eyes and stuff like that." He nodded his head, waiting for me to continue.
"It's kind of a long story.." I mumbled, trying to avoid eye contact and he shrugged, before rubbing my shoulder.

"I'm here to listen." It sounded like he really did mean and I honestly never felt so grateful in my life.

Dahye never wanted to listen and none of the other girls in my class ever wanted to listen, not even my mom would be able to understand me, but now, knowing that I had Jisung, I felt so thankful.

Before I knew it, tears were spilling from my eyes and I buried my face in my hands.
"A-are you okay? I-I.. Did I say something?" Shaking my head, I let out a shaky laugh, before wrapping my arms around him, taking him by surprise.

"I'm just.. Thankful, that you want to listen.."

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Jisung's POV:

As soon as she wrapped her arms around me, my body tensed up, but I wrapped my arms around her as well, before she started talking.

"I'm just.. Thankful that you want to listen.." When she had said that, I felt myself getting flustered and I prayed that she wouldn't be able to hear or feel, how fast my heart was beating.
"Y-you're welcome.. Now, can you tell me what's wrong?" For some reason I didn't let go of her. It was like we were stuck together like magnets and even if I felt flustered as heck, I didn't want to let go of her.

"It's my mom again.." She started off and I knew it was going to be something about me.
Was she crying because of her mom knew that we hung out yesterday? I felt bad just by the thought of her crying because of me, but it wasn't really my fault, was it?
I felt myself getting more flustered as she tightened her grip a bit and she continued talking.

"She thinks we're like a couple or something and she flipped out at me, saying that I was too young to love.." Wait love? If my face wasn't as red as a tomato before, it surely was now, but it sounded like something was missing. It didn't feel like she was telling me everything, but I decided not to push her any further.

"Then what did you do?" I asked her, trying to look down at her and she let out a small laugh. "Shouted back at her 'you can't control my feelings' and then I ended up here." I felt a laugh leave me.

"Serves her right.." It wasn't meant to be loud enough for her to hear, but she did and she laughed, which made my stomach tickle a bit.
"You're right! Have you been around Donghyuck a lot lately?" Her laugh was getting louder and her mind seemed to be getting off her mom.
It was at this moment, when we sitting by the fountain, laughing and talking, that I realized.

I wanted to keep making her laugh and I wanted to keep holding her..
I wanted to be with her.