𝙗𝙪𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙𝙮

unexpected

unexpected; adjective
not expected or regarded as likely to happen.

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"wHaT?"

"umm, do you like donghyun?"  daehwi repeated.

umm no. i mean ye-

"nO i dOnT." i protested.

"sure." he rolled his eyes.

then, awkwardness started to replace oxygen. i closed my book and quickly shoved it into my bag, afraid that he's going dig any other information.

i bit my bottom lip awkwardly. but i knew, he was staring at me, maybe with those annoying and curious eyes.

my eyes automatically went towards his figure.

and do you know what's even more shocking? he wasn't even staring at me, he was staring at my lips.

it felt uncomfortable. what is wrong with him? not for long, his head shifted upwards to meet mine. i blushed, of course, and looked away.

i heard his grin, "staring at my lips too? i know these lips of mine are tempting, and every girl wants it, but you gotta earn it." he chimed as he cupped my cheek and made my face only focus on him.

my stomach starting to do backflips and it felt really uncomfortable. i saw him smile and i quickly spitted fire back at him.

"what tempting lips? all i see is those thin ones. unlike yours, i have plump lips." i smirked.

"do you want to kiss me as proof?" he pointed at his lips.

"maybe my ass would."

"kinky." he winked.

"has anyone told your disgusting as fuck?" i glared.

he chuckled, "no, people only told me that i'm hotter than you." he gave me that evil smile.

"that makes me cooler than you." i turned my head back to the front, not facing him.

"everyone knows that i'm better than everyone." he lets out an evil grin along with that unabled-to-wipe-off smirk.

i snickered, "and as i told you, i'm not in that everyone."

"of course you're not. you're someone." he bit his lips.

trying to flirt, i see? but forget it, this is some playboy tradition. and he looks desperate as hell. did i mention he was actually looking at my lips again?

"your lips look tempting though..." he went closer to my face as i keep on leaning backwards.

i held my hand up to push him away but he caught my wrist. i widened my tiny eyes.

"w-what are you doing?" i asked in horror as he placed our nose against each other.

"i'm trying to win your heart."

"but you already did..."

"what? i did? i'm-"

"in my fucking nightmares."