You just wanted peace and quiet. You wore large glasses to hide your face, even though you don't need them to see. You put your hair in a bun so it didn't beautifully waterfall down your back. You got less sleep because you focused on studies; that...
"Hold the pose," Jin yelled, a huge smile on his face.
I laugh, this feeling of elation keeping my heart high. His arm is over my shoulder, draped simply. The flash goes off, the picture taken. I exit the booth, looking at the single picture we wanted. I take it out of the machine and rip at the serrated area. I hand Jin his copy and smile greatly at mine.
"Your smile's so beautiful," he says, admiring the picture he put into his wallet.
I smack his arm. "I hear that from you everyday, seriously!"
"What? It's true." He kisses my forehead, tucking his wallet back into his pocket. "So are your eyes, your thoughts, your body, your everything. You're just the most beautiful person I've ever seen."
"Yeah, whatever. Since Jungkook sees I'm getting better because of you, do you want to meet him?"
He raises his eyebrows as we start walking, his arm over my shoulder again. "Meet your family?"
I shrug. "Why not? You would have to eventually meet my only family, you dolt."
"Isn't that what you first referred to me as? When you tripped me the first time?"
"You tripped falling for me, you just didn't know it yet."
He laughs, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Right, I forgot."
The sudden idea makes me take my phone out. I change his contact name and start laughing when he sees.
"Hey, that's not fair. You're still '(Y/N)' in my phone!"
I press 'save' on the phone. He's now saved as 'Cute Dolt' in my phone. It doesn't help that his contact photo is him giving a cute smile. I asked for a picture, so he woke up and gave me one without fixing anything.
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I thought it was so cute.
"Fine! I'll change yours, then!" He whips out his phone. He goes into my contact and changes it.
"Really? 'Baby'? You're that non-creative?"
"I thought you would have a problem with this one, but fine."
He changes it. He was right. I did have a problem, but at the same time, I didn't.
"'King of Hiding,' huh?"
We stop walking, and he takes my hand. He grips it tightly.
"Until I know everything that goes on in that deep mind of yours, this is your contact. I'll think of something better the moment you tell me."
I smile contentedly, nodding to him. "Then let's talk at your place. My brother isn't going to be ready to meet you just yet. Just eventually, yeah?"
