The smell of pasta lingered in my nose. The mess of spaghetti was tangled around each other and meatball was scattered around the centre. I dove my fork into the meal.
Once the flavour met my taste buds I decided that it was the best spaghetti I've ever eaten.
Someone walked into the cafe as I was on the verge of taking another bite; Kim Namjoon. And I quickly put my fork down.
He made his way to his seat and we locked eyes and he sent me a quick bow. I looked away as I felt my cheeks bleed magma.
"I loved your poem."
The memory tickled my brain and my intestines started to twist and tangle like the spaghetti before me. I looked at him and he looked at me at the same time. He gave me a beautiful toasty smile exposing his dimples that went as deep as earth itself, as deep as my thoughts, as deep as my love for him, actually my love went deeper, much so.
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sorry this chap is my fav
ps there r only three chapters left so stay tuned. new chapter everyday
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Ketchup -book I- knj
FanfictionShe could describe cold and silence, better than any lonely person ever could. She was like a abandoned whale swimming in the ocean, all a alone without anyone to understand her. Suddenly he appeared, like an angel caved by god himself, sent for her...
