❛ ʲᵒʷᵃ ً ˡ‧ᵐʰ

🌸 | O33

Shin's POV

Mark. Mark. Mark Lee. Naglalakad sa kalye, lasing, may kasamang tigre. At least that's what he imagined.

I sighed. In front of me is Mark Lee rapping in Latin. His messy hair got messier because of the wind.

Now he's rapping Min Yoongi's part in Fire. I rolled my eyes as I pull him.

Dumaan kami sa park habang hawak ko ang kanyang kamay. He's half asleep. Then he pulled me close but I didn't stopped him from doing that. This guy here is drunk, he probably don't know what's happening right now.

"Now look at me Mina. What am I to you?" he asked while looking in my eyes.

"Of course you're a friend." I said as. It's not a big deal. Or is it?

"Seriously Mina." now he's so serious. Just like when he was talking to Raejin.

"F-friend... C-chingu."

"Ah. I thought I am your jowa. You called me that." then he left me.

Aish. Bakit ba kasi ako kinakabahan? That guy is drunk. Oh no--he's drunk. I ran into him. But it was too late.

"Oh nandito nanaman yung englishero hahaha." bati sa kanya ng lalaki. De.Ja.Vu

No signal

Great.

"Oh yan nanaman ang jowa mo? O hindi mo jowa? Kung hindi pwedeng akin na lang? HAHAHA" tawa nung kasamahan ng lalaki.

"Back off she's mine." inis na saad ni Mark. So he was not drunk all this time?

"Oh talaga? Patunayan mo nga." hamon nung naunang lalaki.

He pulled me close and hugged me tight.

"Wala man lang--"

Then he kissed me. A foreign movement. Not just a normal kiss that some couple do.

"Oh wow!! Sige ingat kayo ng jowa mo!!" tawa nung lalaki at iniwan na kami.

"Ma--"

"I'm from Canada, don't be too flustered." he took off his jacket and covered my body. "It's cold, I'll take you home."