bless me achoo ↺ lee haechan

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"i just don't really think if it actually matters cause i saw a little boy once on the place where we at last night well i don't really care at all, i was actually thinking what is the purpose of math? it doesn't even help in everyone's everyday life."

blah blah blah

i was doing my homeworks with haechan blabbering as my background music.

he was here for like 3 hours already but i still don't know how to interact thinking of what he have said to me last night.

and what i said.

akskskskskak

"is there someone out there?"

we ran and just run but as we were already meters away from that place, i stopped and so he did.

"haechan, i love you too." i said, breathing heavily.

and he laughed out of panting.

"i knew you already do in the first place." and he dragged me again, running.

damn epic confession.

i screeched my nose, shaking my head continually trying to get out of the trance and just focused on what i am doing.

"are you listening? i'm actually stressed!" i glared at him hearing that high-pitched voice of him.

he rolled from the edge of the bed where he was to the other edge where the bedside table was at, and where i am at.

he was smiling creepily that turned my cheeks burning crimson cause i really felt creepy, then diverting my sight away.

"w-why don't you just sleep? or- or watch the tv! there's so many things to do than bothering a person who's doing her assignments uGh!" i whined and glared at him again.

"why don't you just make those assignments at school tomorrow? copy your classmates', that's easier brUh." he hissed, getting away from my sight.

"that thing is bad, and i'm not a bad person, maybe you are- oh probably, that's why heaven sent you down here because they can't afford having a bad angel." shaking my head, watching him rolling over the bed.

"that's a not so nice accuse young lady, though yes, i'm an angel, that's a fact heh." he rolled himself on the properly arranged blanket making my blood boil.

"IT IS OKAY TO ME FOR YOU TO ROLL LIKE THAT BUT NEVER DO MY BED DIRTY! just be thankfull you look so fucking cute like a sushi." i whispered the latter.

"what did you say?" he stopped, still rolled like a sushi.

"i sAID GET OFF MY BED!" i stood up looking very sharply at him.

and, i lose, cAUSE HE POUTED. SHIT.

"bOi why are you like that can you please stop being cute sir??" i plopped onto the bed with my face over his tummy.

"what the fuck-" he looked at me as if i am the weirdest disgusting thing that ever happened in his life.

"what?" i asked and burried my face again.

"i said i love you."

i immediately stood up after hearing clearly what he just told me, before covering my face with my sleeves from being red again.

"uhm.. what the fuck are you doing?" he asked with narrowed eyebrows.

"me? i-i'm just being disgusted??" i answered.

"i'm also and always feel disgusted when i'm with you but i never ever did that face." he spoke and sat up still inside the blanket.

"never mind! i-i'll continue my assignment! don't bother okay? okay." i sat down again, trying to focus when i really can't.

and thank god he was silent for like 30 minutes already and i'm almost done with my papers.

after a while i just noticed that he was already sleeping rolled inside my blanket, and snoring like a baby. and yes i'll just stare until he wakes up.

i laid right beside him to get a better view of his angelic face and cute chubby cheeks, i wanna bite those cheeks badly. but after some couple of minutes he started moving close to me making me widen my eyes in an instant.

"do you think i'm asleep? when did i ever slept?" he scoffed, but before i could take aback, he kissed me, and i never moved, just remained like that.

a sushi is kissing me!!!