You are mine. Mine.

Mad

He was mad.

Not mad mad, but still mad.

He was annoyed. Jc doesn't get mad...

I accidentally broke his sunglasses today, he can't exactly wear them anymore.

I watched him carefully out of my peripherals. I felt bad.

He and his arms crossed over him chest as he talked with the other guys. His face remained calm and collected, but I knew him better than that.

He wasn't smiling enough for it to be genuine. I bit my nails lightly.

Damn it.