the sun, moon and stars🌙 R.K

dix-sept | awkward

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paris, villa montmartre

both nervousness and excitement that got me riding a rollercoaster when i dialed his number. it feels weird talking to him as if we just met, and the awkwardness is so thick between the line. i don't even remember the last time we got awkward of each other until now.

i lied about telling him that i'm not with jisoo since i didn't want to worry him. she told me he couldn't come and that's fine, i haven't even figure out the things i'm gonna tell him when we meet.

jisoo, as always scolded me the way to our apartment about getting lost. it's not my fault she went somewhere else! as soon as i got back from buying food i return to where our bags were and saw that she wasn't there anymore.

entering our apartment, my jaw dropped from seeing how gorgeous the outside and inside of the building is. every structure in paris that i've seen lately is all mesmerizing. i don't even wanna know how much he spent this apartment for me and jisoo. "i think you should pick a room first since you help me here." i said to jisoo who was unpacking her things in the living room.

"me? oh don't worry, i'm temporary staying here to look out for you. i have a house here."

just how rich are you people here?!

I strolled my bag inside the bedroom that was neatly cleaned and unpacked my stuff. clothes, toiletries, hygiene and everything else. i explored around the apartment, from the bathroom, kitchen, living room and a lovely balcony with a great view outside the streets of paris.

i'm getting sleepy and hoping this headache doesn't worsen. returning to the living room, i saw jisoo busy working on some papers. "i'm gonna go sleep, take some rest too jisoo." i told her and she nod back, smiling sweetly.

i hopped on the bed and felt the oh–so soft comforter that can devour me anytime and i wouldn't mind. i slip the blanket on me and stared the ceiling for atleast a second, excited and scared of what opportunities i have here in paris. my dream. slowly, closing my eyes and without realization, i had already fallen asleep.

. . .

waking up with a heavy head, i rub my eyes seeing how i slept with daylight on the window now all i see is the night sky. how long was i asleep? i stood up slowly from the bed and saw a letter on the nightstand.

the letter says,

to chaeyoung ;

— i'm sorry i didn't get to meet you earlier. i'm just so glad you're back healthy and alive, so i panicked and chickened out. it feels surreal how years ago i'm talking to you without an answer and now you're the one talking to me. like i said, i feel like dreaming. i just miss you so much and thoughout the years i earned money along with your parent's help just to make you see paris, your dream. i'm still open as your personal tourist guide, so i'm hoping to see you later at 7 pm. i'll be waiting at your apartment.

i still have so much to say, for three years one letter isn't enough. but don't worry, we have lots of time here in paris. we'll build our friendship again and make it stronger, alright? so let's break the awkwardness cause that wasn't a thing for us back in the good ol' days.

sincèrement, jeongguk

trying so hard not to smile that much is a fail. he's always there for me, never leaving me behind. and he did feel the tension between us when we both called. i felt energized upon seeing that letter and got up from the bed. as i saw the clock on the nightstand, it reads: 8:30 pm. blinking twice, even rubbing my eyes seeing how long was i asleep. ah shit.

it's a good thing they have bathroom inside a bedroom. running as fast as i could, i brushed my teeth, took a quick shower and wore whatever outfit i could grab in my closet. why didn't jisoo woke me up? idiot, it's because you told her to rest too.

8:49 pm. not too bad, but definitely the worse time to wake up.

tip-toeing outside of my room, a man dressed in his polo sleeping so comfortably on the sofa while jisoo idly scrolls through her phone.

i was about to open my mouth when she suddenly said, "before you ask me why i didn't wake you is because we tried our best, but you were out cold and not even a slap in the face could wake you up."

i approached the sleeping jeongguk and tapped his shoulders gently

"chaeyoung-ah please don't stop." he groaned.

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a/n:
i'm laughing so hard when i wrote that last part HSHSHSHS JEON STOP