Waves | 2jae

Chapter 5.

We did the same thing everyday.

We got to know each other better.

I found out Youngjae loves music.

He said it was an escape from the harsh reality.

I know he has a dog named Coco.

That he apparently adores so so much.

He plays the piano,
and produces songs.

He also said that he loves art.

Any kind.

Youngjae learned that I am a pretty quiet person.

That I love music as well.

And that I love to admire beautiful things.

Nothing too much.

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Instead of sitting side-by-side in silence.

We now laid side-by-side,
cuddled into each other like our lives depended on it.

He rests his head into my chest,
while my face was nuzzled in his messy hair.

He smelled so unique.

Like exhaustion and hope.

Two opposite things.

Youngjae as a person had so many emotions.

I couldn't explain half of them if I tried.

Confusing.

While cuddled into each other I whispered something into his ear.

"You know how I said I love beautiful things?"

He nods,
looking up at me with his tired, gorgeous eyes.

"You're one of them."

Right then I felt a pair of lips on mine.

An overwhelming sensation.

We poured our hearts and souls into that kiss.

Every emotion we had.

Let go.

To Youngjae our kisses reminded him of the ocean.

They took him out of his thoughts.

And in that moment I knew that the ocean wasn't his favorite thing in the world.

I was.