translations
mon amour : my love
bonsoir : good evening
bonne nuit : goodnight
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chaeyoung's apartmentthe way he said something bothered me in a way i didn't think he'd look at me that way. we were bestfriends for so long i haven't thought of going further than what we have now. is he finally seeing me as a woman?
what are you even thinking, chaeyoung. of course he just wants to be bestfriends!
but does he?
rolling over my bed, my thoughts wander as i stared at the ceiling, lights off but my dim lit lamp. we finished our dinner late at night and spent a little time on the streets talking about his time here in paris.
everything about here is beautiful. and i can't believe it's not a dream anymore. the architectures are breathtaking and i haven't even seen most parts of it.
i couldn't sleep, so i got off my bed and slightly opened the door of my room and heard jisoo talking over the phone.
"mon amour, i miss you. i'll see you when i'm finish with my work. i promise you that." she said sweetly. aw, jisoo has a boyfriend? it's impossible for that look to not have someone with you. i knock twice, making her aware that i've been standing here.
"i'll call you tomorrow. bonne nuit, mon amour." and ended the call. she looked at me with tired eyes from working too much, "why are you still awake chaeyoung? you've got a busy day tomorrow. you need to sleep."
i sat on the couch while she still sat on her workplace. "i really can't sleep, must be jet lag. though it's not that worse than when we got here. i'm totally fine, jisoo. you need to sleep though."
"i'm used to sleeping late, don't worry." she smiled assuringly.
"was that your boyfriend?" i asked, she smiled and shook her head.
"you'll meet her soon." i melted at the thought of jisoo having a girlfriend. is she that amazing that no man could match her? i'll take that as a yes.
"i'm excited!" my face light up in smiles and she was flustered. my phone vibrated, and saw that jeongguk's calling. i excused myself to jisoo and went out in the balcony accepting his call.
"bonsoir, madam rosé. why are you still up?" he teased.
"and why are you still up?" i reply.
"i'm admiring the pretty view actually."
"what view?"
"you in bra top and pants." i stopped for a moment looking flustered, and looked around the place.
"look down chaeyoung." the way teenager jeongguk's honey voice turned into something stronger, more... depth as to how an ocean would call made it clear that he indeed is a man now.
as i look below, there he is in his usual oversized jacket, holding up his phone with a smile.
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a/n:
rosie in those adidas bra top and pants is a look.IM THINKING OF ADDING PICTURES EVERY CHAPTER SKDJSJDHSK
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