Our Love Story | Kim Seokjin

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(please have a listen to this song again first because who doesn't love this? this song is so fitting this chapter because i was writing while listening to it c: bless ed sheeran for making an awesome album! enjoy because i sincerely love this chapter <3 )

Barefoot on the grass

The lanterns floated far away in the dark sky and it was already out of sight. I wanted to accept that it was just something a best friend could do but when he tightened our grips, it just made me insane.

At some point, I thought it was a great timing for me to confess my feelings to him but when I looked at him, my tongue just got tied up and words couldn't come out. His beauty was too mesmerising and I had to divert my eyes to stop my beating heart.

"Let's go!" I heard him said before he dragged me back to the car. I asked him where we were going again but he just hushed me and started the car.

He was still holding my hand whilst driving the car. I didn't want to encourage myself but I couldn't help but to feel a little giddy or more. Although it was silent around us, just like when we the second time we met, that silence was comforting.

The car then stopped at somewhere darker than earlier; there was no one around just grasses and one lamppost. "Why are we here?" I asked, suddenly I felt terrified.

He looked at me with a warm smile. "I want to spend the whole day with you, just with you with no lights but music and ourselves..." My heart stopped when he leaned closer to brush the strand of my hair. "Ready?"

I nodded my head even though I didn't know what was supposed to be ready. He opened the door and just like earlier, quickly he ran over me to open my door. I held his hand and walked outside with him to the open field.

The field wasn't really dark since he didn't turn off the lights of the car. "Wait here," he whispered before he ran back to the car. I watched him taking out a CD ROM from his back and inserted it in the radio.

He fast forwarded a few songs and when he stopped, he hurriedly ran back to me with himself sweating. I let out a chuckle and wiped his sweats with his handkerchief that was in his pocket.

I recognised the song very well; it was another song from Ed Sheeran. I smiled while listening to it. "Wendy," he whispered closer to my ears. I lifted my head and finally I realised how close we were. "Do you prefer dancing with shoes, or no shoes?"

I looked at my feet and giggled to find the idea of dancing in barefoot. "No shoes," I immediately answered. He nodded his head before crouching down to help me release my shoes and then he undid his shoes too.

Once he stood again, my heart began to accelerate again. "May I?" he whispered with his hand extending for me to hold. My right hand rested on his hand and the other hand is on his shoulder; leisurely we followed the music.

I swallowed my anxiety when his other hand rested on my waist. The song stopped and played once more in repeat—so we danced in dark, barefoot on the grass, listening to a beautiful song.

"Wendy, you look perfect tonight..."

A little chortle came out from my mouth. "I see, only for tonight huh?" I teased which made him to shake his head vigorously. "I'm just kidding. Thank you, you look amazing too."

"If we were given a time machine, what day or what year do you choose to go back in time?"

I rested my head on his shoulder as I hummed. "I don't know, this question is too hard...I think I'll choose—" there was so many times I wanted to go back in time but at that moment I wanted to reverse the time when we first met, I wished we had never met before so I could spend my life without heartbreaks. "Yesterday!"

"What? Why? Yesterday was a great day!"

"Exactly, that's why I need to go back in time to bring my camera and capture all the moments!"

He finally laughed at my statement. "Well, I want to go back in time when I was born. I would send something to my parents and make them move to your country instead so I can meet you earlier and we can get married..." he sighed.

I was flabbergasted when he sighed—was he sighing because of his idea marrying me or was he sighing because he was about to marry someone else in reality?

"You fool, we were fated this way already!" I scolded him which caused the both of us to laugh.

He sighed once more. "What if I don't want us to be fated this way...?" he held my shoulder to break away the hug and made me look at him.

I blinked my eyes repeatedly. "You mean you don't want us to meet—?" he shook his head vigorously again.

"Wendy, isn't there something you wanted to tell me?" I was taken aback with his question. Involuntary, my heart began to pound faster and my mind was blown away.

I watched as he looked deeper in my eyes—oh, Jin there are so many things I wanted to tell you, my feelings, my heart and my soul for you but why must I when everything will only turned out awkward?

I only smiled sheepishly to him. "Why? Is there something you wanted to tell me?" I asked back without making it obvious that I was breaking inside.

He shook his head slowly. "I mean I do, I have a lot of things inside my head but I think it's not right...Wendy—" he stopped talking and continued on staring me. I suddenly could hear his breathing; it was awful, he was having hard time breathing. "I'm so sorry for being so selfish."

"What do you mean—" I couldn't finish my words and he already held my waist to pull me closer to him and without myself realising, he was kissing my lips.

My legs were shaking as my hands trembled in fear—I was scared of the thought of his girlfriend but I was happy that he was kissing me. I could hear my own heart beating fast against my chest with my cheeks heated in red.

I didn't deserve it but a kiss from a best friend, was it normal?