sad boys

"jeongin?"

"yes seungmin?"

"if . . . you had the opportunity to see things, what's the first thing you would want to, well, see, i guess?" i awkwardly ask him, the wind blowing my messy hair as we sat next to each other.

hearing the crashing of waves relaxed me, but at the same time, it made me sad, knowing jeongin couldn't see this beautiful sight.

"well, many things; the stars, the ocean, animals, myself, and . . ." he paused for a moment, his cheeks flushing into a shade of red.

"and what?" i chuckle, he was too cute for this serious conversation.

"and you, of course."