adverb & adjective - in a smooth, flowing manner, without breaks between notes.
~ they only have two months of survival,
before an asteroid destroys the earth.
two months to resolve their problems.
two months to finally be free. ~
- an instal...
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We got to her house and Jisoo gently placed the dog on the floor.
"This is your new home," She said softly, stroking its fur. I smiled warmly at the scene that was unfolding before me. Noticing I was silent, Jisoo tilted her head towards me and gave me a cute grin that made my stomach churn.
How is she and the cold girl from school, the same person?
She stood up and placed the puppy back on the ground, making her way towards me. We were merely inches apart and I could hear her ragged breath against my shirt.
"It feels nice like this, you know? Not to worry about anything. I wonder if we could stay like this forever," She blurted out and I look at her in astonishment. I could feel heat rush to my cheeks and she looked down in embarrassment.
We stood in silence before I felt arms engulf me in a warm embrace. Before I knew it, I quickly did the same and nuzzled my face into her neck.
"Thank you," She whispered and I could feel my sleeve getting soaked in tears. I silently comforted her and rubbed her back gingerly.
"Why are you crying?" I asked softly and she sniffled.
"Because I know this isn't going to last. I guess the world didn't really want my only happiness in life, to last." Her quiet, delicate sobs tore a large hole in my heart.
I looked at her sadly and watched her break down in front of me. Her strong facade broke and I finally saw how lonely she truly was. How did she endure these feelings for so long?
"We'll make the best of it okay?" I stroked her hair, feeling her relax upon my touch. The sounds of sobs finally ceased and her embrace around me weakened.
"I'm sorry. I'm such a freaking baby," She said in a raspy voice while wiping her tears. Her eyes were puffy and tear stains were clearly visible, yet she remained beautiful as always. Why does someone as perfect as her, hang out with an irrelevant piece of trash like me?
"You're just being a real person. There's no need to hide your feelings anymore. That's just going to destroy you." She looked up at me in awe.
"When did you become so wise?" She sniffed and stood up, leaving me with an empty feeling inside. She opened up the chicken, that we got earlier, and began eating it silently. I sat down across from her and opened my mouth widely.
She looked up and sent me a weird look. "What do you want?"
"I want chicken," I replied pointing to my mouth and she scoffed. "Feed yourself. You are completely capable." I gave her a pout and watched her look away quickly. She's so cute.
"Yah! I comforted you and let you cry on my shirt! Give me some compensation!" I begged dramatically, wanting to laugh at her dumbfounded face.
She shook her head and muttered, "You're such a child."
Her hand reluctantly approached my face and gently put the piece into my mouth. I felt shivers sent down my body when her finger delicately grazed my lip. She quickly pulled her hand back and focused down on the floor.
"Happy now?" She asked, looking at me with expectant eyes. I nodded and sent her a gentle smile. "I'm always happy when I'm with you," I replied impulsively, not realizing what I said.
A soft blush appeared on her cheeks while she stared at me with shimmering eyes. I had to resist the urge to pinch her cheeks or any sort of contact. She was so god damn intoxicating.
"What's with the sudden compliments? I'm not that fun to be around with," She mumbled and I frowned at her self-degradation. Someone as seemingly perfect as her should realize it.
It sort of made me angry that someone like her was putting herself down.
I slammed my hand on the table as she looked at me in shock.
"Seokjin, why-"
"Why do you always underestimate yourself? Do you look at yourself in the mirror? You are so fucking beautiful. Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve you. Why do you trust me, out of all people? Why do you have to be so fucking nice all of the time?! Sometimes I have to convince myself that I'm not falling in love-"
Before I could end my sentence, I felt two hands clutch my face and lips intertwining with my own. Instead of thinking, I just acted.
