Chaeyoung's testament of Junhoe's love, told in short and sweet moments of the couple's everyday life.
blackpink's rosé x ikon's junhoe
{yg couple series 01}
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set after 12. when he keeps our secret
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It's a given that I'll experience firsts after getting into a relationship for the first time. What I'm most embarrassed about is this: kissing.
No, not that kind of innocent peck on the cheeks or on the lips. I mean, you know, kissing.
Sure, I kissed him on the cheek one time. Maybe we had our first kiss on the lips already, but the different kind of kissing? Yeah, sure. If I know anything about it.
I wonder how people learn kissing. Do they do with experience or it's more of a feeling thing? Junhoe wouldn't know how to kiss like that, right?
It's a tiring day after school. Junhoe's accompanying me home even though I insist he doesn't need to. He says it's already late and he's be more comfortable if he accompanies me instead.
See, this is the part I can't get used to. Throughout my single life, I never needed someone to accompany me home, even if it's already late out. It takes some time to get used to so I'm managing.
Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. Junhoe's a great company and he makes a ten-minute walk feel like two.
Our footsteps stop as we arrive in front of the apartment complex.
"Good night," he greets, pocketing his hands inside his jacket pockets.
"Good night."
Our parting feels incomplete without me doing something, so I stand on my toes to reach his height and lean in, planting my lips over his for a brief second. After our first kiss, I get more confident to do it and this time is no exception. There's nothing wrong with it, right? It's short and sweet, just the way I like it.
The 'thank you' is at the edge of my tongue when he chases my lips, his hand resting on my cheek to pull me back to him. He already has his eyes closed and as a response, I do the same. I thought it's only an innocent peck but he doesn't move away. In fact, his lips part and slide them down to nibble my lower lip. Goosebumps prick my skin, enough to jolt my whole body awake. This is... Startled, I pull away.
"I – I – I'm sorry. I got to go. Good night."
Turning around without even waiting to see if he understands, I walk inside, developing a new-found urge to hit my head on a wall. Junhoe must think I'm weird. Who walks out like that?
I was afraid, okay? I was afraid he'd discover I'm inexperienced and he'd be disappointed in the end. Plus, it came out of nowhere. Somewhere at the back of my mind I know it's bound to happen, just not now. It's not like he'd be upfront about it and say, 'Hey, I want to make out. Is that okay with you?' Do people do that? I mean, I don't know. Cut me some slack. This is so stressful...
