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i couldn't sit still while jimin was driving us to the party. my leg bounced and i played with my fingers. we parked and jimin turned the car off, not taking the keys out yet. "you'll be fine, okay?" he said.
i wanted to believe him but i'm terrified. i'm comfortable with crowds, but just the sheer thought of me being there with jimin terrifies me.
it's just going to rouse up tension and put me on the spot. "hey, just hold my hand if you feel nervous." i nodded and we got out of the car.
i immediately held jimin's hand in my own as we walked to the door. "loosen up a bit lowell." he said and we walked inside the house.
"jimin!" wong yukhei said, cheerily. yukhei was part of the varsity soccer team, well the captain actually. he pulled jimin into a hug, and they talked a little.
"so i see miss lowell here found herself a certain someone." yukhei said, wiggling his eyebrows. "too bad for mark then." my eyebrows jumped.
"m-mark? as in mark lee?" i asked, my heart rate picking up. "is he here?" i asked. "yeah he's here." yukhei said. "probably off talking to taeyong or something."
jimin looked at me and held my hand, trying to reassure that i was gonna be okay, even though i didn't feel like i was gonna be okay.
mark lee, my chemistry partner. he was the one i trusted the most while doing labs, mixing chemicals, burning unknown elements on a bunsen burner, and keeping me safe from accidentally burning myself. he was the third letter i wrote.
i remember it so vividly. sophomore year, first period. we had a lab and we were using a burner. my sweater sleeve fell and my whole right sleeve caught fire.
i froze and mark's eyes widened and he sprinted to get the fire blanket.he went behind me and covered my body with the blanket in a hug.
"its okay, its okay. you're okay right? you didn't get burnt did you?" i couldn't speak when he asked me. i was petrified and there were butterflies in my stomach.
i remember going straight home and pulled out my stationary to write my letter to him.
"hey, you okay?" jimin asked me as his thumb ran against my hand. i nod. "i'm good." i said. i saw mark standing by himself, glancing at me from his drink.
"you wanna go talk to him? i gotta use the bathroom anyways." jimin says. "i'm gonna have to at some point." i said. "alright." jimin said and we split up.
i started walking towards mark and he looked pretty nervous. "h-hi jae eun." he stuttered. "hi mark." i said. i could see that he was pretty shy and that just made me shy.
"do you wanna go outside? its getting kind of stuffy." i asked and mark nodded. we got to the balcony and i was immediately hit with questions.
"do you really feel that way about me? did you mean it?" i play with my fingers nervously.
"i did mark, really. but that letter was written a long time ago." i say. "what am i supposed to do? just ignore this? i've liked you fo so long jae eun." mark said.
i could hear his voice breaking. "i..." i couldn't speak. what am i supposed to do with this information? i can't just ignore it...
"mark, i do like you, but i'm with jimin. we can stay friends if you want." i say, taking his hands in mine. mark sighs.
"if that'll make you happy, then i will." he says with a smile. "thank you mark lee." i say. "anything for you jae eun." he says with a smile.
