chapter two.
drink up one more time
and i'll make you mine
keep you apart,
deep in my heart
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"my beloved driver is back. after a decade finally i can get a ride home and save up my money instead of riding a bus."
seol said as soon as she slid on the passenger seat of jungmo's cherry blossom scented car, precisely like his own scent.
jungmo is already seated on the driver's seat with his left hand on the steering wheel. it has been a while since the last time seol was in his car to get a ride home.
in the past, whenever seol was feeling like it, or she would say, whenever she was not being an introvert on its natural habitat, she would just wait for jungmo's strangely-interesting-long-lasting band practice to end then go home together. jungmo passes by her house on his way home everyday so he said she could hitch a ride home without worrying about being a nuisance.
but there are times, when the one thing she has been looking forward the most through the day, is getting back into her soft pillowy sheets (or most of the time, her unmade beds) because she felt exhausted from all the classes and socializing.
"shut up. he could literally be back since months ago but this dumbass ditched him."
jungmo says through his gritted teeth clearly showing he's irritated by her statement, with his finger pointing at her. sadly that irritated expression just couldn't work on jungmo, he just ended up looking silly in a cute way.
seeing seol just chuckled at him and not taking him seriously, he glared at her but she only puts on a teasing face in return.
someone please teach jungmo how to put on an angry face because that frowning mouth and eyes and his eyebrows scrunched downward don't look very convincingly frightening. he scoffed in disbelief, putting his hand on her hair and bopped her head.
she frowned at the touch and was about to hit jungmo's hand but he retreated faster, much to her dismay.
jungmo returned a teasing face at her and they can't help it so they both laugh together.
"alright that's enough kiddo. let's go."
"says the kid."
"if i'm the kid then buckle up your seat belt by yourself, i'm not gonna do that cringy buckling-up-your-seatbelt scene then our faces are like centimetres away like on those cringy dramas you've watched."
"first thing first, what does that have to do with you being a kid. second thing, would you please shut up about dramas for a fucking second."
and the third is. seol made an annoyed face before buckling up her own seatbelt kinda aggressively, like she's saying the idea of jungmo buckling up her seatbelt grossed her out.
he stepped on the gas with the corners of his mouth curves up, at the thought of seol and him finally getting back to this kind of routine, like in the past.
"come again tomorrow, practice ends earlier on fridays."
oh right.
"yeah sure, kid."
"didn't you say you wanted see that movie? let's go watch it tomorrow."
band | koo jungmo
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omg issa date with loml. yes jungmo has his own car. he's that crazy rich asian what do you expect
cries i want a jungmo in my life but that will never happen because jungmo is literally that boy in those romance novels who are unreal.
b-but jungmo is real...
how could u
