꒰ 𝖓𝖚𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆 \ ʲⁱʰᵒᵒⁿ ꒱ ·˚ ༘♡

✧ 24

m o m e n t  o f  t r u t h

JIHOON stood there, inside my house.

there were fairy lights everywhere. pale pink and white.

some soothing music was playing in the background with pink lilies decorating the walls and desks.

jihoon was in a simple white shirt and black ripped jeans, his beautiful face prettier than usual and his hair styled perfectly.

he cleared his throat, "samuel he— he lent me his keys. . ." jihoon trailed off and began playing with the hem of his shirt.

he licked his lips and took a deep breath.

"____. do you know why i was in detention when we first talked?"

i shook my head. "no why?"

this situation is seriously making me nervous.

"i got detention because i was too busy thinking of you." jihoon asked and took a step closer to me.

my heart fluttered.

"remember when i asked you for your brother's number?"

i nodded, my heart pounding hard.

"it was an excuse to talk to you." he took another step forward.

my face heated up. he's so sweet if i kissed him i don't think i'd need to eat sugar for the rest of my life.

"at the cinema, y'know when i said i didn't have any signal?"

i was speechless so i just nodded again.

"i was lying. i just wanted to be closer to you." another step towards me

all these confessions are killing me. he's literally going to be the death of me.
especially since he's so close i could faint. only centimeters apart.

"every time i look at you my insides go crazy and i love hearing your laugh. your hand is so warm i just want to hold it and never let go. i get so nervous around you it's crazy and the fact that you like nutella so much freaks me out a little." he let out a small laugh at the end.

he leaned his forehead against mine.

"but i lik— no, i love you so freacking much."

my breath hitched.
is this really happening?

"i know we've only known each other for a couple of weeks but i—." he lost his words but regained his confidence quickly.

"kim ____." his eyes met mine with determination.

"will you do the honors of being mine?" his voice nearly broke, probably afraid of rejection.

but the person to reject jihoon is probably bonkers. who wouldn't agree to that??

i pulled his collar and closed the gap between us.

his lips were so soft and weirdly he tasted like nutella.

he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me back.

i didn't feel fireworks.
no. it was much bigger than that.
it was an atomic bomb.

his lips on mine felt so right.

we both pulled away, out of breath, "does that answer you?" i asked.