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He could feel his pulse in his ears. His fingers tapped gingerly at the tips, the light pink rapidly becoming a vibrant red.
He shouldn't be this nervous. He couldn't actually be this nervous. This had to be unhealthy.
His fingers looped under his tie. The collar seemed to be getting its revenge on him, the chaffing tie rapidly becoming a choker.
He didn't know why he was so nervous. She probably wouldn't even look at him, assuming that she'd even be there. And even if she did notice him, chances were that she wouldn't acknowledge that she had. He knew that. So why was he still nervous?
Oh. Right.
Anxiety.
"Park!" He panicked. "Come on!" He gulped. His feet rushed out the door, struggling not to hide underneath each other.
"There you are," his father said as he walked into the living room. "You're not wearing your make up."
"I'm not?" Park patted under his eyes. "Can you guys just wait a second? I'll be right back-"
"Come here," his mother told him, her hands gripping his shoulders. "Your tie tight. Let me fix it." A relief ran through his neck as the choking tension began to slip away.
"Josh!"
"What?" Park nearly jumped out of his skin as Josh appeared behind him.
"Okay, the family's all here." His father grabbed his mother's hand. "Let's go."
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Park & Eleanor
FanfictionHe was still drunk on her. So drunk on her, in fact, everything else seemed blurry compared to her. Every aspect of her still got to him in ways he couldn't quite capture. And although time had passed, and time is supposed to heal all wounds, he st...
