jaehyun

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You ended the call and shoved your phone in your pocket, tired of the argument you had between you and your boyfriend of two years. You were at the park during then, having sit on an old bench and pressing your back against it. The day was gloomy and quite dark, the sun wasn't there to shine upon the earth due to the grey clouds blocking. What a perfect day to fight with your man, you grumbled in your mind.

Of course, things like these are normal, isn't it? Besides, couples who fight the most are the ones who will always have long-lasting relationships. But for you, you doubted your relationship will work out any further and it would leave you in quite a miserable state if you keep being patient with that sorry excuse of a so-called boyfriend. You couldn't help but reminisce the old memories you had with him, then remembering a number of arguments each would initiate almost everyday. You wanted to love him back but at the same time, he was a downright jerk.

A sound of a rumbled thunder popped your bubble of thoughts. It was starting to get darker, and before you knew it, it was raining heavily. You mentally cursed before standing up, planning to rush back to your house. But the fact that it was pouring way too horribly made you rethink your decision and decided to look for the nearest place to take shelter considering your house would take you between 5-10 minutes to get there.

You hurried off to find a place to get away from the rain. It was cold, way too cold for your liking and your whole vision was blurred because of the endless rain. But your eyes managed to capture what seems like a convenience store so you took quick steps towards it, covering your ears to block the loud rain and booming thunders.

Finally pushing yourself into the huge convenience store, you let out a huge sigh of relief. There was almost no one inside, making the place looked wider than it should be. You leaned against the store's glass door, Your eyes darted over the place, noticing only one guy- possibly one of the workers here- busying himself by arranging products on the shelves. He stopped as soon as you entered, eyes looking over your sorry state before changing his expression into a concerned one. You probably looked like a mess right then. It was also at that second you felt your head starting to pound, as if being constantly hit by a hammer. Everything was nothing more than a blurred vision.

"Are you- are you okay?" he asked, coming near. As soon as you were about to answer, you felt your knees giving up on you, getting ready for your face to meet the floor. But a pair of arms had wrapped around you, stopping yourself from collapsing onto the floor. You had assumed it was the other guy, he helped you walk towards the countertop at the other side of the store, besides the glass window.

You sat on the counter stool and heard the other excused himself before returning back to where you were, draping a freshly new towel around your drenched self. "It's okay, I'll pay for the towel," he spoke again, and the second time he did, my God, his voice was like a huge double slap on your face. How was he gifted with such a beautiful voice that could stab your heart so fa-

Your thoughts disappeared away when you felt the towel move to your head. Your cheeks gradually painted themselves red as he dried you up. "D-Dude, it's okay, I can do it myse-" you brought your hand up to stop him only to feel an empty, but definitely warm, soft and a gentle hand grasped yours in response, pushing it back down to your side.

First, his voice, then his touch, one more of whatever he got and you'll definitely sue this freaking mart.

You sat there in silence as he helped you out, all the while having ideas in your mind of just how husband material the convenience store worker behind you could be. But your daydream didn't last long as another tidal surge of migraine hit your head. You groaned, head giving away and landing on the countertop with a thud. There was a 'what's wrong?' coming out from Mr. Handsome, patting your shoulder.

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