parkjihoon - ʚ ̖́- a dare

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— jihoon's POV —

"we've arrived at the airport, please get ready to alight the bus." mr jung clapped his hands to get the attention from the class.

i quickly took back my jacket and tapped on jaerin's shoulder.

"wake up, pig." my softest voice came out unexpectedly. ohgod— i was soft for her.

— jaerin's POV —

i felt a tap on my shoulder followed by,"wake up, pig."

gosh,who's voice is that? it's soft like hell. ok, i literally fell for that voice.

i rubbed my eyes and stretched abit then looked at jihoon for i dont know what reason.

"am i that handsome for you to stare at me like that?" jihoon smirked.

"let me see. . .nope!." i answered.

"class, please exit the bus one by one." mr jung instructed as the bus door slid open.

i stood up from my seat, about to leave as i bumped into someone, causing me to fall back on my seat.

"gwenchana?" a familiar voice said. i looked up and realised it was my damn ex- ong seongwoo.

"no, im NOT OK." i stood up and bumped him on his shoulder before i stomped out of the bus.

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we went through the security check before we got on the plane to Japan.

i sat with jihoon at the last row and this time, i sat beside the window. i was making myself comfortable with the soft blanket that the cabin crews provided us when jihoon suddenly leaned his head on my shoulders.

"yah, move your head away." i glared.

"shut up, i lent my shoulders for your head just now, now it's payback time." jihoon smirked.

"w—what?" i stuttered.

"idiot, you leaned on my shoulder just now." jihoon closed his eyes.

i didn't believe what he said but i didn't want to bother about that too much. i took out my earphones and plugged it in my phone before i drifted off to sleep again.

-

"alright, we will be heading to your hotel now." mr jung cleared his throat as we walked out of the airport.

it was the raining and i didn't have any hoodie or what not so i was shivering.
i rubbed my arms to warm myself up abit as a coat was wrapped around my torso.

thinking that it was jihoon, i looked up at the person.

"s—seongwoo?" i blinked.

"you were cold, right?" seongwoo asked.

"yeah, but i dont need it." i took off the coat.

"dont be stubborn, just wear it, please." seongwoo placed the coat back on me.

"fine."

i walked along with seongwoo, not wanting to talk. it was really awkward between the two of us.

"jaerin-ah. . ."

"what?"

"i'm sorry." he apologised.

"sorry no cure, right?"

"you know, our breakup. . ."

"what about it?"

"i didn't want to, but i was forced to.
wonyoung forced me to, she would make your life a living hell if i didn't breakup with you. i know you felt hurt but, i still love you." seongwoo looked on the ground.

"s—she forced you?" i gave a shocked expression when i realised the true story behind everything.

"that bitch. i loved you for years after that seongwoo. now, i don't have the same feelings for you anymore." i continued.

"can we at least be, friends?"

"of course." i gave him a wide smile, not realising we had already reached the hotel.

-

we checked into our rooms and unpacked all our clothes. the girls had one room and the guys had another beside ours.

we had lunch together and basically stayed in our room for the whole time talking about guys until it was time for lights out.