I looked up to see tears flowing down his cheeks. Sitting up straight, I wiped them away with my hand. ❛I didn't know we had so much in common, Jungkook.❜
He turned to me and that's when I realized ── our faces were only inches apart.
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When...
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❛ ʏᴇʀɪɴ ❜
The school building had lost its new, shiny look but it still had some beauty to it. I wondered if I should go inside on a weekend, and started walking around weighing the options in my mind. Suddenly, my phone vibrated inside my bag.
You have a new text message from ෆ Kookie ෆ — the notification read.
I felt my cheeks heating up at the nickname. It's true I loved to call him that but the hearts were an addition of his own.
I quickly opened the message, and read it.
I miss you. I know you're always with me, but still...I wish you were here. (From your boyfriend, who used to be a stalker.)
''You idiot. I'm going crazy trying to find you, and you say that you miss me?" I thought. Hold on a second, stalker?
I remembered it, the very first days of our relationship. It was a rainy day, and we had kissed for the second time at my house. I had tempted him into following me to an alley.
Wait, that's it! An alley!
❛ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ❜
"She's going to be here, right?" I asked anxiously.
"Of course, Jungkookie." Jimin hyung said from the driving seat. "Relax."
"That's easy for you to say!" I replied in frustration. "You two got married a year ago.''
"Has it been a year already?" Minji replied from beside her husband. They looked at each other lovingly.
I suddenly felt relaxed. Yerin had entered the alley nearest to our school. "She's here." I said and put on a mask like the others in the car.
Just as she passed our car, I opened the door and pulled her by the arm to the very dark and spacious back seat. Before she could scream, I clasped my hand over her mouth.
Something happened.
She suddenly fell quiet, and stayed still. Had she noticed it was me? I shot a suggestive look at Taehyung, and he quickly wrapped a black scarf around Yerin's eyes. Jimin hyung started the engine.
Ten minutes passed in silence, and when I was starting to get worried Yerin was too shocked to speak, she finally said, "I know it's you. I can smell you."
Really, Yerin? Now you'll embarrass me?
Taehyung snorted, and I sent a death glare at him.
