honey | jisung park

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I MISSED YOU GUYS SO MUCH!

[you]

jisung(new message)now
"i uh... forgot to return something"
jisung(new message)now
*image*

i swiped the notification and chuckled at the picture of my old, pink childhood umbrella laying on his carpet.

jisung: "sorry..."

you: "lolol don't stress it.
i have other ones.
you can keep it if
you really want. you
probably should so next
time you won't be soaked
by the time you're home."

a smile crept on my face. i couldn't tell if it was simply because i was laughing at my own lame humor, or something deeper.

jisung: "ah yes, you know... a
six year olds umbrella will
look great in my room"

i chuckled and finished up a problem of my homework.

jisung:"should i
maybe return it today?
i promise i won't forget
again."

you: "that sounds good.
same cafe?"

jisung: see you
there

i sighed and twirled my pen in my finger,contemplating wether or not i should leave my homework. reluctantly, i soon broke out of the hold my schoolwork had on me.
saving my spot with my pen, i closed the book...

so unlike me...

pushing my responsibilities away for the time being, i slung my backpack roughly over my shoulder and started for the door.

"hey!"
i stopped in my tracks, my hand on the doorknob. "where are you going this late?" my dad ordered.
"out... oh, and it is 4:00 p.m." i fled without another word.

the bustling city that surrounded me was like a screaming child- i loved it, but it drove me insane.

there i saw him across the street, his smile exuding bonhomie and warmth as he sprinted toward me.

"hope you didn't miss me too much."
i endearingly rolled my eyes at his comment and pulled him along into the cafe.

i looked to the clock, and by now it's was already nearly 5:00 pm. as he sat down, his back facing the window, the sun poured through the diaphanous sheer curtains, shining through him with his smile reflecting the warmth of the setting sun. i basked in his gentle way of being such an effortless filter between the good things in this world and the bad.

"at practice today my... crew and i had to dance on hoverboards and throw each other like cheerleaders.." his lips moved so elegantly, and though his words sounded like they were bit exaggerated i was too invested to give any judgment...

but come on... hoverboards?

the barista called out or names, interrupting his thoughts. we both stood partially, debating which one of us should get it.
"come on, let me be the gentlemen." he insisted.
"no, no, no i should do it so i can... get my steps in." i said in protest.
"fair enough... go get the honey, i'll get the tea" he smiled through his words and we parted and ways through the silent cafe.

with our drinks and our honey not at our table, i generously sweetened the teas, but that wasn't enough for him. he yanked the bottle right back up and poured even more, the glistening amber liquid spilling into his cup.

"yeesh, don't give yourself a heart attack there." he giggled enchantingly, and delighted in his cup of nothing-but-sugar.
"you're like a honey boy..." i said without thinking, and when i realized my words had a hint of affection to them, i turned red and stiff wondering if we were close enough for that yet.

he chuckled shortly in response, which was a proportionate enough response for you. "honey boy...

it is cute, no?"

[jisung]

i lay on my bed with one hand on my stomach, the other tossing a baseball in the air and into my palm.
despite knowing it wasn't the most intelligent time killer, the forefront of my mind was filled only with that girl.
i'm honey boy? says her! so sweet, and glowing like a gemstone in the sunlight.

my thoughts were dismissed as the baseball hit my ceiling fan, flying at a picture frame and shattering it to bits.

"what the hell was that!" renjun shouted.

"i um... shattered a bone, i'll just put a bandaid on it!" i replied, speaking quickly.
i whined to myself, not wanting to do anything anymore, and simply drifted to sleep.

i'm her honey boy..