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7 days before treatment tuesday sunny day
deep: are you done upstairs :)
wink: just finished with pills wait
wink: i can't ask you this irl cause it sounds weird
wink: can we hold our hands together? (read)
deep: tbh i want to do everything with you rn (deleted)
"so are we like an actual couple now?" jinyoung asked as we walked passing by some houses near my place.
i nodded my head, "you agreed to acknowledge me as your first lover yesterday."
jinyoung kicked a stone on purpose. suddenly my heartbeat raced hard, my head felt heavy. headaches always happen frequently to me. "you're really serious huh?"
my eyes focused on the ground, it was blurry and made me anxious. "jihoon?" i hit my own head. "jihoon, are you okay?"
i snapped out, tilting my head to see a confused jinyoung. "yeah, the medicine is kicking me. don't worry about me." i smiled.
well, that was very close. i couldn't bear to know that jinyoung is late to his class because of me. i admit i'm the worst best friend exist. besides he just knew it yesterday morning.
"you want to hold hands right?" he said.
i choked on my own saliva. "what?" he lingered his fingers into mine. both of our faces were red, god why did i even send him that dumb text. but i had to, because this is my only chance not to die as a hundred percent virgin.
and my chance to capture his feelings.
"see? we did it!" he laughed awkwardly, swinging our hands back and forth. that was very childlike, it reminded me of our childhood times. as an elder, i would drop him at his house before going on my own.
i don't know how it switched during middle school. every single morning, he waited me outside. then i always arrive home first, all because of using jinyoung's route. that made me wonder if he wants to be the dominant one.
some girls from our school spotted us, they whispered something and pointed their fingers at us. "don't girls like to see these kind of things?" jinyoung raised his voice, it made us startled.
i smacked his back, he gasped. "just leave them alone," i whispered. jinyoung clenched his lips before sliding his hand onto mine once again. he's not usually the type who talks to girls.
"hey jinyoung," i called him.
"hm?"
"that's really manly but you're still cute."
i left him speechless, i am indeed satisfied with every single thing we did.
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classroom tuesday break time
"jihoon-ah."
hyungseob poked my soon-to-be-bald head. i turned around and he gave me his usual toothy grin.
ahn hyungseob, my classmate and a friend who sat behind me. he was listed in the top ten weirdest students monthly once last year.
it's not that he's weird, he's just quirky.
"did you dye your hair?" he asked to me, touching my hair as if i was his poodle.
"the brown is fading stupid," someone broke in.
hearing the voice righy away, hyungseob pouted. "don't call me stupid! where's my banana milk?"
"banana milk? oh you mean this?" as i rotated my chair, i witnessed a particular red haired man sipping a banana milk.
"park woojin!"
park woojin, hyungseob's seatmate. they shared a love-hate relationship for god who knows since when. i still can't believe they are my closest friends in school other than jinyoung. you can consider me as the third wheel.
woojin rolled his eyes and groaned, "have you ever heard of indirect kiss?" he handed hyungseob the banana milk he drank.
"oh." hyungseob crimsoned the minute he ascertained woojin's purpose. he quietly finished off the remaining of the banana milk, avoiding woojin's smirk from his eyes.
"woah that's pretty gay."
jinyoung's sudden presence made me stunned. "but we have the same type of relationship as them," he smiled widely. oh lord did he just expose me and himself.
"what do you mean?" woojin asked.
"oh my god, yeobo." not that yeobo, hyungseob. you guys aren't even married yet. "they're..."
jinyoung held my hand, leaning in to plant a kiss on my forehead. "we're together."
i swallowed, i heard many gasps in the background, hyungseob screeched, woojin dropped his jaw.
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yeobo: honey or sweetheart in korean. more often being used between married couples.
