Jonghyun's POV
Waking up, the morning starts off as normal for me. I check the tv in hopes that school is canceling for the day, only remotely disappointed when school is still in fact still going. And having to force my body to move off the couch to get ready for another typical day at the school. Walking to the bus stop freezing and standing there until the bus shows up, only to warm up when I see Kibum there waiting for me. Thinking of the thought is the only thing that keeps me going to get ready for the day.
Dressing in normal black pants and a nice shirt. I make my way to the door a yawn present on my face. As I zip up the coat mom bought me and putting up my hood in hopes to keep out some type of air, spoiler alert it never does. I still shiver of the rash weather that never refuses to give up on the winter days. But again, the thought of Kibum is the only thing that keeps my legs from stopping. From me feeling like I could die of being too cold, is the warm thought of seeing him. And like anyday, I make it to my bus stop very early. So, I have to just stand and wait, no trees in sight to hide behind close enough where I wouldn't miss the bus. So I just stand still, as the wind pushes through me and my coat. A shiver finding it's way to my bones as my eyes and brain are still not awake enough to understand truly what is going on. So, like any other typical morning for me.
I watch as the people around me play in the snow, and the girls gossip. I just stand in the line quietly. Wanting to bring my hands out of my pockets to text Kibum, but refusing trying to stay the most warm I can. Staying curled up in the coat with a painful shiver that won't stop forcing it's way to my bones. And I will do anything to make that pain go away to say the least. Laughter chiming in my ears, as my ears wanted to strain to hear the new gossip, all I can really pick up on is someone's friend or something had came back and it has been years since the two seen each other. But again, not being too awake I don't care to want to strain to hear anymore else of what they were saying on it. Trying to brush my hair over my eyes, I try to keep my forhead warm as I see the bumpyness of the bus making it's way towards us. The screeching sounds of the breaks causes everyone to groan in annoyance and cover their ears in a very dramatic way despite the bus being stopped in front them already. The broken mechanical sound feels the silence as the doors pop opening revealing the same old bus driver that drives our bus everyday.
Like any other normal day everyone makes their way onto the bus. And I'm always last, so I don't have to push and shove my way through everyone, I always know Kibum is waiting for me. But this day, is different, as I make my way through the narrow area between the seats reaching the back where Kibum always sits out, the closer I get, I see a faint sight of blonde hair. Reaching that area, there I see Kibum, a smile present on his face as he talks to the girl, a small blush placing form on her face as she also giggles at whatever phenomenon was going on seconds before. I feel something pierce my heart, he Kibum, my best friend, the love of my heart here with a girl. When his eyes finally catch mine, I do the best I can to make the pain in them vanish.
"Hey Jonghee, this is Yeri, she was an old friend of mine who moved back. And we are just catching up," he alerts me, also in a way letting me know she isn't moving from the spot I should be at.
"Ah, that's nice," I say with a fake smile as I sit in the seat beside them. Looking out the window, I usually never do, but today was a way I feel like I need to see the world pass by me.
I could hear their laughing and giggles, I could hear the little comments she made. She was flat out flirting with Kibum, and by the way it sounded, he is flirting with him as well. The squeeze in my heart didn't subside as I think about it. Them ending up together because he seems happy with her and she is definitely happy with him. Knowing she is the one that makes his days and nights, she's the one that ends up being the one he cuddles to sleep on the cold winter nights. And she is the one that shares kisses with him in the cold weather over the mistletoe. The thought burned my head as small hot tears threatened down my face, for years. Years, I have been in love with Kibum. And for years I waited for the right moment to tell him. I just continued my stare out the window as the tears were the only thing today keeping me warm.

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