|| m.yg + j.hs + j.jk ||
『Jungah didn't know she could crush on girls
Entertaining the idea caused her to trip on her own feet. Not because she was head over heels for her captains--no sir, they're just too distracting.』
/on hiatus/
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"I can't do this anymore," Yoonji took a shaky breath, her hands balling up into fists inside the pockets of her -no, Seokjin's- sweater. "I don't... I don't want to hurt you."
"Why would you hurt me?" came the soft response, and it made Yoonji look up from her shoes, into the hazel orbs full of confusion and pain.
"I don't... I want to be honest with you." Seokjin watched her patiently with an encouraging smile on his face. Yoonji hated having to do this, but she wanted to give Seokjin something better, something that had nothing to do with her. Still, he kept looking at her like she was what kept him breathing. Yoonji didn't like that. She didn't want that for him.
"You deserve someone better."
"Bu-"
"Listen to me!" He kept silent, the hand that was reaching out for her froze midair.
"I don't want to hurt you, because I care about you. But that's it. I simply care about you. I'm sorry Seokjin." Yoonji looked back at her shoes, a pout on her lips and tears at the corner of her eyes. She wasn't very good at expressing herself, and it frustrated her to no end.
"I don't love you anymore." She whispered.
Yoonji remembered the silence that seemed to stretch on forever. She remembered Seokjin's broken expression, but he still smiled. He was too kind and always optimistic.
"We can still be friends, right?" He asked with a smile, sweet and hopeful. His hazel eyes searched her eyes and waited patiently for her response -even though he knew that she would agree, because Yoonji was weak with other people's emotions.
"Of course."
Yoonji sighed and stared at the book in front of her, clicking her pen with her right hand as her left elbow rested on the table, supporting her left cheek.
"You look like shit."
"And you smell like shit." Yoonji responded without looking away from her book.
"Rude." Yoonji glanced up to see Hosook taking a seat across from her. Hosook placed her books on the table and plastered on a wide smile.
Hosook never really took Yoonji's insults to heart (at least not anymore), knowing that if you insult Yoonji (whether to hurt her or joke with her) the blond would just reply back with an insult. It was a reflex of sorts. And it's made people cry often. (including Hosook but she doesn't like talking about it).
