🖤Chapter 11:Kiss kiss...Fall in love?🖤

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Any of you guys likes doing presentations? Cause i don't-

A/N:Listen to this song please, it'll make more sense i guess lol⬆

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Enjoy

-Key🐰

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After Jihoon bought a tub of ice cream, he ran to Seongwu's house, So the ice cream wont melt duh

In his luck, Seongwu's house is not that far.

So Jihoon took a deep breath and before he knew it, he was already in front of the house. He didn't even bother to knock cause he knew Seongwu's parents are gone cause of work and the house door is not locked as always. Why tho

He came in the house slowly and closed the door. "Hyung?" He asked loudly. He heard a muffled 'here' coming from the living room. Jihoon sigh and walked there, and what he saw broke his heart.

Seongwu was at the couch with a blanket wrapped around his self with a packet of tissues in front of him (He hasn't use it yet for some reason...). The said male looked at Jihoon and smiled a little bit at him, "Oh hi" He said. His voice was so quiet (?) that if just a few people were just here chatting you needed to make them stop talking so you could just hear him talk.

"Why..." The younger one mumbled. He sat next to Seongwu and it was a few silence. "...Are you okay, hyung?" Jihoon asked. Seongwu shakily shook his head, "O-of course no" He said and chuckled a bit on what he said. Jihoon placed the tub of ice cream on the coffee table in front of them. "What happened?" Jihoon asked. It was a few silence until Seongwu broke down to tears.

Jihoon quickly engulfed Seongwu into a hug. He patted the older's back, "It's all okay hyung, now just let it all out" Jihoon said. He, himself, didn't even trust his own self.  He doesn't even know what was happening sadly.

"W-why must i have l-lots of sad stuff in my l-life h-hoon" Seongwu said between his sobs while gripping his shirt. "E-even my d-dad..."

Now Jihoon was fuming angry and also sad at the same time. Whenever Seongwu brings up about his 'dad' he knew this was serious. 

Jihoon hugged Seongwu more tighter while remembering the time where Seongwu first talked about his so called 'dad'.

Jihoon hated that day. How Seongwu was crying in his arms while hoping nothing bad will ever happen again. He felt pity and sympathy at the same time for the said boy. 

Oh how he really hated that day.

But now this happened again, his childhood friend in his arms again and crying. He swears he's gonna beat the person who makes his friend like this. How dare them.

"I-i don't like this..." Seongwu hiccuped. It was a few...few silence until Seongwu broke down to crying again. 

Jihoon tried to make a solution in his mind as quick as possible. And he knew the only way was just singing to him makes him calm. He hated singing....keyword: hated.

The younger one took a deep breath. He sigh.  "This is why we've got to touch" Jihoon sang softly. "Sometimes words are not enough~" Jihoon then sang softly, his voice almost as soft as a feather. Seongwu's cries has reduced to sniffles slowly now. 

(I skip some few lyrics cause...y'know)

"I thank God and my lucky stars" The younger's voice seem to calm Seongwu down.

Seongwu closed his eyes and let out a shaky breath out. "Darling don't you know what you are?" Jihoon sang while playing with Seongwu's hair, which calmed the said boy more. "Yeah baby you are~"

"Hey" Jihoon sang. "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel" He sang. Then Seongwu sang quietly too, "Love your imperfections every angle"

"Tomorrow comes and goes before you know"

Jihoon smiled as his friend calmed down from their little bit of singing. "So i just had to let you know" Seongwu sang as he parted away from the hug. 

"I just had to let you know~" They made eye contact. Seongwu smiled at Jihoon and the said boy smiled back softly at him. 

"Swear to god you're beautiful~" 

Seongwu came closer to Jihoon. Jihoon froze. He didn't know what to-

And he felt a pair of lips on his.

They kissed.


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A/N:😌

Tomorrow is Friday...Finally~



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