tidal waves

t o m o r r o w { iii }

{ s o o b i n }

Just as he was about to close the laptop in front of him, he suddenly heard a rapt of knocking on his window. He whirled his head around to the sound was coming from before widening his eyes when he saw the person who was knocking on it the whole time.

"Y/N?!" he hissed as he got up and rushed to the window and opened it fast so she could enter his room. "What are you doing?!"

She grinned sheepishly, shifting her view away from him.

"Soobin!" she countered, pointing her index finger at him, "Be my study buddy!"

Soobin was beyond bewildered. He shushed her before she'd speak any louder.

"What?" he spoke in a hushed voice, not wanting to wake his parents up.

"Your history test score is better than mine! You have to teach me!" she hissed, frowning at him.

He sighed as he scratched the back of his neck, not knowing how to deal with her.

"Please?" she spoke while looking at him with that infamous puppy eyes that always managed to get him melted. "I'll tell you a secret."

At first, he wanted to reject her request, but after she offered the 'secret', he looked at her and nodded, before reaching for her hand to shake, "Deal!"

He didn't even realize she was carrying her bag on her back the whole time. He was still standing next to the windowsill by the time she was already sitting on the couch.

He chuckled lightly at her eagerness.

"Alright," he let out a breathy voice, "before that, you have to tell me the 'secret'."

"Aye... You can know that later," she turned around, making him facing her back instead of looking at her face. She mumbled, "It's embarrassing."

He stared at her back as she took out her books from her bag along with a pencil and an eraser.

He used to have his heart beating so rapidly when he was around her that he didn't even realize it anymore.

"Hello? Soobin?" she called, waving her hand in front of his face. "Why are you staring at me like that?"

She gave him a dirty look before she leaned onto the couch and started flipping the pages of her book in her hands. "Don't you want to know the secret?"

He finally got out of his trance after she said that.

"What?" he moved closer. "Tell me."

"W-what?"

"Tell me the secret," he demanded, squinting his eyes at her.

She pushed her index finger on his forehead and pushed him until he fell back onto the unoccupied part of the couch.

"Alright, alright!" she huffed.

He shot up from the couch and scooted closer.

"Soobin, you're scaring me," she muttered. "I've never seen you so eager over some secret."