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daehwi's  room

"daehwi, give it back," i yell, trying to get my phone, tiptoeing with my 5'1 self.

"no, who were you texting," he asks, trying to unlock my phone. i roll my eyes.

"why is my birthday your password," he smirks.

"it was a dare from woojin. i even asked him when your birthday was, don't get misunderstood," i replied.

"how can you not know your best friend's birthday?" he gives me a pout, disappointed in me.

"please, just give me my—ahh," i fall on the bed with daehwi, while trying to get my phone.

"oh, eager, aren't we," he grins. i get off of him as quick as possible.

"shut up, i'm leaving," i say, grabbing my backpack.

"no, please! i really need help with my homework!" he pouts, attempting to make me stay, which actually works.

"aish, why am i even friends with you?" i put my stuff back, annoyed.

"why? do you wanna be more than friends," he raises his eyebrows.

"oh my gosh, one more, and i'm out," i warn.

"i won't," he promises.

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"okay, what do you need help with," i jump on the bed with my homework. he sits in front of me.

"everything," he sighs, laying his head on the pillows.

"dude, don't you dare sleep. i'll end up doing everything like last time," i remind him, shaking his shoulders. i hear him lightly snoring. i inch closer to him and poke his head.

"wake up!"

i gasp when a pair of hands encircle around me. daehwi pulls me closer to him, putting his head that fitted perfectly on the crook of my neck. our bodies were touching. i started sweating from the closeness, not used to this side of daewhi.

"uh, wh-what are you doing," i question nervously.

"shh, just sleep," he pats my hair.

"b-but w-we have homework due tomorrow," i reason.

"i already did it," he chuckles.

"are you serious," i turn to look at him, moving my neck from his head, missing the feeling of his warmth for a bit.

since our heads were so close, as i faced him, i accidentally brushed my lips against his.

"oh! s-sorry," i swiftly, and awkwardly get off of him. but then i feel his hands wrap on my waist and pulls me on top of him once more.

"i don't mind," daehwi pecks my lips.

"wh-what did you just—" daehwi interrupts me and kisses me again.

"i like you, y/n," he confesses so easily, i wonder how he does it, "and i just kissed you."

"me, too."

"jjinja," he gets up.

"yeah, so you better not look at other girls or talk to any girls, got it?" i say sternly.

"same goes to you, even if i see anyone flirting with you, i won't let it slide. stay away from woojin, too."

i laugh at him. so overprotective.

"so."

"so?"

"a-are we..." i fidget with my hands.

"together?" he finishes. i slowly nod my head, looking down.

"of course, jagi," he kisses my head as he stands up.

jagi?

i have to get used to this, i smile.

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in the first chapters, all of them are literally best friends falling in love. i'm cringing while editing, so just skip to the better chapters towards the end.

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