needle | e'dawn

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i wanna be your friend hello
yes you who is reading this
pls be my friend
take my heart
love me dearly
bc i luh u
anyway!
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love,
britt
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"i bought you ramen on the way here" he says, grabbing his backpack from the floor. he pulls out 2 packs of ramen and places them in my lap. i smile a little. "thank you, let's eat together!"

"yes please!"

i jump up and make my way to the kitchen. "do you want beef or chicken?" i ask him, studying the packs.

"i eat anything, you can choose."

i tap my chin, as i stick my tongue out a little. "hmmmm... i'm eating beef!" i say, swinging the pack in the air. hyojong chuckles, "don't overcook the noodles yuna, i won't be your friend anymore."

i laugh. "i hate soggy noodles!" i say, exaggerating the 'hate'. hyojong sits on the counter next to the stove. "well that makes two of us."

i turn on the gas and start boiling the water. "how was college?" i ask him, leaning against the counter right next to him.

"pretty boring, because someone who usually text me and makes it less boring was asleep." he answers. i mentally roll my eyes. "was your girlfriend home today?"

he let's out a small chuckle. "i'm talking about you silly." he says, pushing my forehead with one finger.

oh. OH.

i hit his arm softly. "don't do that hyojong."

"do what?"

"that."

he chuckles again. oh god i like his smile and giggles so much. i mean. what. stop that. he really has to calm down. i really have to calm down.

"what is 'that' yuna?" he asks, leaning down a bit so his face is right infront of mine. i look away immediatly, because he really is making my heart beat out of my chest and if i make any eyecontact i will most likely just pass out.

"hmmm?"

"that hyojong." i say, hitting his arm again. he smiles, sitting back up again. "the water is boiling." he adds, changing the subject.

i put the noodles in and prepare the soup to eat with it. when i look back at hyojong he is still looking at me. "you're still doing that hyojong."

"you're so confusing..."

"... but don't worry, it's cute."

i immediatly feel my cheeks burn and i try to hide my face, but he just grabs my hand, pulling me inbetween his legs. not giving me the chance to hide my face at all.

"yun-"
"hyojong!"

i tremble a little, not sure if it's because i'm excited or scared. maybe a mix of both.

"don't you dare start about my girlfriend." he says with a serious tone. "and why is that?" i ask him.

"listen yuna, i just... how do i explain this to you without sounding extremely weird."

i lift my eyebrow a little. what is he trying to do?

"my girlfriend, well technically she is NOT my girlfriend, is a little crazy. i have a bad past and she knows way too much. if i break up with her then i'm done. i will be beat up."

HE IS A CRIMINAL?

"what do you mean by that?" i wanna take a step back, but i can't. he keeps holding on to my hand and he thightens his grip ever so slightly.

"i did some messed up things when i dated her so she knows everything. i tried breaking up with her before, but she made her 'boy'friends follow me for months."

i bite my lip, listening to his story. "that's awful hyojong."

he nods. "but it's okay, because i have never felt this safe with anyone before. not even my friends at school. you're different yuna."

for the first time, i dare to look him in the eyes. my heart is beating 100 miles an hour and i'm sweating.

his hand let's go of mine and travels his way to my cheek and so does his other hand.

he softly brushes his thumb over my red cheeks before pressing a kiss on my lips. his lips feel soft as he smiles against mine, his breath tickling my cheek.

"i think i like you."

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