Jinyoung is 23 years old and has a big passion for writing.
He often finds himself to be depressed and thinking about his dark past.
One day, he meets a mysterious guy named Jaebum who might help him get through all of that.
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"Less nervous now?" He smirked. I smiled shyly and looked away.
What just happened?
We actually kissed...
"It's getting late. I'll walk you home." He said as he stood up and dusted himself off. I did the same and we started walking the route back to my apartment. We didn't say a word to each other the whole way but I didn't mind.
We stood outside the apartment in silence. I kept my gaze on my feet as I placed my hand on my arm, rubbing it up and down slowly.
"I-I guess this is goodbye." I spoke up. "Have a good night." I looked up and smiled at him.
"You too, Jinyoung." He placed his hands in his pockets and smiled back. He turned around and started walking away. I placed my fingers on my lips and traced them lightly where he had kissed me. I smiled to myself and entered the apartment.
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"You did what?!"
"We kissed..." I repeated myself.
"I-I... uh... wait... WHAT!" Jackson yelled.
"Jackson, shut up before Youngjae starts complaining about you yelling all the time." I laughed.
"B-But-! You two kissed! This is a big deal! How do you feel?" He yelled.
"I'm fine." I laughed. "Now, I'm gonna go to my room and proceed writing." I said and exited the kitchen, leaving him still shocked.
I plopped down on my bed and placed my laptop in my lap and leaned against the headboard.
I was just finishing up writing my new chapter when my phone buzzed. I checked what it was and it was a message from JB.
JB: Hi
Me: Hey
JB: Wyd?
Me: Writing. You?
JB: Nothing. Are you free tomorrow night?
Me: I think so, why?
JB: I was just wondering if you wanted to come over :)
