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✦ 19

u n d e r  a n  u m b r e l l a  w i t h  a  b e a u t i f u l  h u m a n  b e i n g

THE way home was silent.

i didn't have the courage to talk about anything because i'd just say something stupid and make a fool out of myself.

and having him so close made me nervous.

actually, his whole existence makes me nervous.

once we reached my front door jihoon held a scared expression, "uhm, ____?"

i nodded, still not trusting my mouth.

"d'you think i could walk you home tomorrow too?" he avoided my eyes.

i smiled, "i'd love that." 

jihoon's stressed faced disappeared when he sighed in relief.

"see you tomorrow then." he waved as i entered my house and leaned against it, my mind processing what just happened.

i heard a whistle. "wow ____, walking in the rain with jihoon? sure you guys weren't making out before that?" samuel asked and grinned mischievously.

 i took the spoon out of my school bag. "you're finally going to die tonight."

samuel gulped and usain bolted into the kitchen then hid behind mom, who was baking, for protection.