he intertwined our hands as he scooted closer to me. whenever he does that it seems to make my heart start racing.
how cliche.
he looked over at me with his famous smile plastered on his lips.
how could i possibly stop myself from leaning closer towards him to capture his lips with my own?
it made me happy to see him leaning in too.
our lips are only a millimetre apart when he stops and whispers into my ear...
"wake up asshole."
i could tell i had a confused look on my face when i felt something fluffy hitting my side.
—
"ASSWIPE! WAKE UP!"
i groaned automatically knowing that voice was yuta's. don't get me wrong he is my best friend and all but if he wakes me up by hitting me with a pillow one more time... i might punch him in the throat. not to mention he interrupted one of my amazing dreams about my future 'husband'.
"as much fun as we're having here, why the hell are you here?" i asked, with sarcasm and sass laced in my voice.
"it's the first day of school! now get up and get dressed, you get to see your dream boy in real life."
his response almost sounded kind with a hint of sweetness in it... but yuta is yuta so i know that it was just his way of getting pissy with me without showing it.
before i could even comment about it out loud he was out of my room leaving me all alone with nothing but the sound of raindrops hitting my window.
— [time skip cause i'm lazy]
after arriving at hel- i mean school with yuta we ran into the building trying not to get soaked by the rain.
getting our schedules and finding our homerooms were easy considering the fact that we're seniors in high school.
to my displeasure, yuta isn't in my homeroom this year. taeil is though, so i guess that's at least someone i am close with.
i sat down at my desk in the front of the classroom with my bag in between my legs and took out my sketchbook and colour pencils and started drawing.
now i'm no davinci, but my pro stick figures and suns at the corner of the paper, are A+ worthy.
i was so into my drawing i almost didn't hear the quiet snickering from behind me. assuming it was someone laughing at something else i ignored it. but it wasn't until they made the cheeky comment about my 'amazing' artwork, that i looked back to see the person.
"that's a very nice drawing there jae. resembles the drawing my parents have on the fridge. of course that one was made by my 6 year old sister."
it was clearly a joke, and coming from anyone else i would have laughed along with them. but coming from this person i was almost too shocked he made such a comment.
"as if you could do better, taeyong."
