bless me achoo ↺ lee haechan

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"hey do you want this?" he asked as we stopped in front of a shop with a beautiful dress was displayed.

i looked at him weirdly, "would you buy it for me?" i chuckled.

"nope, i don't have money, let's go." he then held my hand, dragging me out of the shops.

"why would you ask if you don't have money tho?" i asked, laughing.

"why? is it bad? i just always see it on the dramas where the guy will buy her what she likes, and i want you to feel romantic for like 5 milliseconds then disappoint you." he said then winked.

ugh cringe.

no he's really hot when having that smirked lips and winking eyes.

and we we're walking again, i don't know where is he taking me, and i don't actuallu trust him cause first of all hE dOEsn'T eVEn kNoW hiS nAmE nOw hE's tAkiNg mE sOmeWHerE?

what if we get lost? aish this guy.

until i've got a message from mom.

a message from mom; hyurin-ah? it's dinner already, aren't you still coming home? it's getting late, your mom's worried.
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"hey, chan where are you taking me? it's already time we should get back home now." i said but to only get a nod from him.

until we were stepping on a high long and old stone stairs at the end of the streets. i halted after seeing a signage, "not allowed to come up here."

"hey let's go now, it says we're not-"

"i know, i can read." he said and continued.

but-

"we're almost there, just wait... and see." we stopped and it left me dumbfounded, astonished, and 'ooh'ing by the sight.

i didn't knew something like this exists. a bench, lamp posts but not lit up, and railings at its ends. it's quite vintage but it's just so beautiful.

i walked towards the railings, seeing the whole city from up here. but what's from down here seemed to be traumatic when you'd see it.

"how did you find this?" i asked still mesmerized by everything.

"i'm always here, but i don't know why, i always find my self in here." he spoke up, and sat on the bench.

he looked up on the starry sky with his hands stocked inside his hoodie pocket, and it also made me look up, it was beautiful.

"haechan," i called, my eyes glued on the perfect crescent of the moon, "hmm?" he answered.

i jolted when realizing he was now beside me, sliding his hands onto mine.

"it's beautiful, isn't it?" i stared at him as he asked, slowly nodding.

"i'd love being in here," i stated, getting his little attention, "with you." and smiled.

"aye, what's up tonight and you're acting weird." he snickered while nudging me continually.

"psh, said the guy who acts more weird since earlier." i rolled my eyes and took my hand back from him.

"i just feel weird today." he leaned back on the railing with a chuck.

shaking my head, i looked onto the busy road, later on taking out my phone and taking a picture of it.

"are you not cold?" he asked out of sudden, looking on what i am still wearing.

"i-i am, actually, but i'm fine, i'm used to it." i answered which went for a nod from him.

i could tell, i can spend the whole night in here, it's calm, peaceful, i feel... awesome.

"yoon hyurin."

"yep?" i looked at him once again.

"if you're with someone you like right now, would you tell him you love him?"

i was left with my thoughts again, cause yes, i'm with someone i like right now, and yes i'd tell him how much i love him, but the thing is, i am afraid, haechan i'm afraid.

"if you'd tell him you love him, do you mean it?" he asked again.

"yes, some people might fake their 'iloveyous' but if you really think you love him, if it's genuine and sincere, why not, i'd take the opportunity to tell him how much i love him or i'll regret for not telling him when i had a chance." i stated.

"wow such a meaningful sentence from a.." he looked at me first as if judging me, "never mind."

"fuck you." i rolled my eyes.

"i love you." he said out of the blue.

what-

i-

should i still narrate? i just don't know what to say.

"haechan i-" i never finished my words, my answer on what he just said, when a pair of lips landed on mine.

my eyes shot open but later on finding myself too into it, responding to every movement his lips makes.

"is there someone out there?"

we departed after hearing that, "was it me or there's someone-"

he spoke up before i could finish, "i think yes, let's go!" he laughed, taking my hand again as we both ran.