What's the worst? | hiatus

Prologue

"I can't believe we are doing this again!" the echo of my voice scattered around the room.

"Would you ever stop talking?" He hit my forehead with his hand, signaling that I should shut up.

As we walked closer to the edge of the roof, I felt a hand around my waist, pulling me closer to his embrace.

"Isn't this nice, Jimin? You said romantic right?" I tilted my head towards his chest but fell onto his lap instead.

"Ya!" I flicked his cheek with my fingers. I looked at him as he looked at the moon, his cheeks rosy red and his eyes sparkling. It was so peaceful. The city shined brighter than ever that night, the sound of buzzing cars and the silence that came with the night, it was all perfect until the sound of sirens came along.