pretty dancer | jimin

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{l.june's point of view}

I had myself sitting next to Hoseok as we enjoyed the beautiful sunset of Hangang Park. I look at him and somehow his feature always manage to make me feel alive. I don't know how and what I will be now if we didn't meet years ago. "Hey, Hoseok." He looks at me and flashes me his smiles that everyone adores.

"What do you think about having a girlfriend?" His expression change for a second but it is replaced with a gentle smile.

"Well, not much, but I think it will be beautiful, you know? To be loved and cared, to always be the top priorities of someone."

I look at him. "Do you want to?"

He laughed after that, his eyes staring at the now peach color of the horizon. "I will love someone that will love me as much as I do. So, yeah, I'm 18 but I never get laid and that sucks."

I hit his shoulder playfully, a small snickered left my lips. "I didn't know you wanted to get laid that bad."

"I'm a man, June." I rolled my eyes.

"No. You're a teenager in heat." I run after that, Hoseok behind me trying to catch my body. I laugh and scream when he had me in his embrace. He pulls me and I laugh, trying to ease my body from his tight hold. I look at him when he turned me around and instead of a playful smile on Hoseok's face, there's this unexplained feeling painted on his face. His hands still holding my waist as our eyes locked into each other. "Has anyone ever tell you that your eyes are beautiful?"

He smiles and had his thumb caressing my cheeks softly. My body stays rigid as he leans in, our eyes still locked into each other. I was breathless and my heart thumping so loud, I know Hoseok can feel it by now. Our lips are just inches with each other by now I can even feel his breath on mine.

The sudden vibration from my phone make both of us startle, I push his hands softly and answered the call. His eyes still looking at mine but then he walks away, sitting on a bench while I answered the call.

"Hello?" There's gasping sound from the other side of the line and my eyebrows creased. I look at the caller and my eyes widened when the one who's calling me right now is Park Jimin.

"Hello, Jimin? Are you okay? You sound-"

"C-call m-mom." And before I even get the chance to say anything, he had already put his phone down. The other line died down with a long beep and I was frantic. I quickly dial up Mrs. Park number and Hoseok walk towards me, his eyes shows concern.

"Hello, June? Yes, what's wrong?" My voice quiver but I try to explain what happened to his mother and as expected, she also hung up the phone and telling me not to worry.

I fidget and Hoseok holds my already cold hand. He squeezes it bringing my attention back alive. "What happened?"

"J-Jimin, h-he-," Hoseok looks like he knows something when he bites his lips but then he takes my hand and brought me to his car. "Where are we going?"

He smiles. "To the place you and I love to go."

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"Hoseok, seriously? I thought you hated this place since you were born?" 

The funfair looks so freaking awesome and I can't wait to try all the rides there. I was about to pull Hoseok's hand when he still stands silently, his mouth open agape, there's uneasiness in his eyes and I can't help but laugh. "Oh come on, you're the one who brought me here, Jung Hoseok."