nine seconds [J9 | COMPLETED]

nine seconds

Nine's POV

Joong is my best friend. We grew up together and when my mom told me to study abroad I made everything I can to persuade her that I want to stay here, with Joong.

I would be gone mad if we would be in a different place with different worlds.

Maybe I relied on him or maybe I depend on him to the most of my life that I couldn't imagine myself apart from him. He was my strong buddy that defends me from the senior bullies when we were in grade school. He would always get on his knees when my shoelaces aren't tied up properly. He would always wait for me after class so we could watch movies or play games. He would do crazy things with me, for me. He makes sure to always make me smile.

Joong was my best friend.

Joong is one of the most important person in my life.

Joong is a crazy dumbass. He kissed me on that summer night and everything was a rollercoaster.

I was so confused. I couldn't have normal sleeps because I couldn't get the touch of his lips off my head. When I close my eyes, everything I see is his face and my chest would feel something very confusing. I don't know how to describe the feeling. It's like I am hurting but the pain feels good and it's kinda addicting.

After that night, we didn't talk for a long time and when we met again, I was kind of disappointed. I thought he already shoved away the past, the kiss he did on my lips.

He was acting like nothing happened between us and it made me sad and mad and mixed emotions.

When I finally asked him for the reason why he kissed me, he said he was sorry and it made me even get angrier or maybe, again, disappointed.

I wanted him to say something other than sorry. I was very much expecting an answer that would clear and break the walls between us.

I was so angry because I couldn't deny to myself that I liked it when he kissed me. I was so angry that I expected too much.

Last night, when his mom called, I didn't hesitate to come over his place. When I was finally in his room, seeing him lied down on the bed, burning with fever, my heart was broken. I don't him to suffer and I made him.

I don't him to hurt but maybe I hurt him.

I was wiping his body and changing his clothes. He opened his eyes and my heart would beat so fast that my hands would shake from nervousness.

"And now you hate me... I'm sorry. I kissed you because I love you, Nine..."

My heart was about to explode. My face was burning hot, embarrassed, surprised.

But I couldn't erase the smile from my lips. Maybe this was the moment I was waiting and the words I wanted him to say. He was fast asleep and I stole a kiss from his forehead.

I stared at him for too long. Smiling from time to time and kissing him on his hands. I would touch his nose and his hair and admire how he changed. He's taller than me now and his body... I slapped myself and went to the sofa. There, I drifted to sleep.

When I woke up, I felt his presence but I acted asleep. I knew he wanted to kiss me but he stood up and was about to go away.

No, Joong, don't go farther away from me anymore.

"Why did you stop? Are you hesitating to kiss me, Joong?" He was definitely surprised I was awake.

"Look at me." But he wasn't that it made me piss off.

"I'm so mad at you, Joong. I hate you."

He nodded my head.

"I-m sor---"

"Your mom called me. She said you ended her call and you were sick."

I don't want you to say sorry. I want you to look at me and hug me and tell me those words. I want you to say you love me because I love you too, Joong.

I was crying. Everything was a mixed emotion.

"I hate you." I blurted out.

"I'm sorry." There he goes again.

"I was worried! I hate you! I was worried about you! I panicked when your mom called and I hurried to your room and then you were burning hot! I hate you! Why didn't you tell me you were sick? I hate you! Joong!"

He finally looked at me and he hugged me. I miss him so much. I miss the warmth of his body. I was feeling so pissed off and crying but he was laughing so I punched him lightly on his stomach.

I guess we're fine now.

"I'm sorry, okay?" He kept saying sorry and I hate it.

I just shook my head from left to right and tried to level my face on his face by tiptoeing.

"Kiss me."

He was astonished as I am to my very own words.

"I don't want you to hesitate, Joong. I want you to be true. I want you to kiss me. I want you to always stay with me because what you feel is what I feel."

"H-how---" He was so embarrassed his face was red as a tomato.

I smiled at him.

"You weren't dreaming last night."

He closed his eyes from embarrassment.

One.

I bit my lower lip.

Two.

I held on his shoulders so tight.

Three.

I don't want to let him go.

Four.

I want him to stay with me.

Five.

Always with me.

Six.

Finally, he opened his eyes.

Seven.

We stared at each other.

Eight.

We knew from then what we were feeling was mutual.

Nine.

He was kissing me and I would never forget the taste of his lips.

We had that one kiss on that one summer night that changed the relationship between us and I am looking forward for more summer nights of our lives.

Joong was my best friend.

And you know what we are now.

Two boyfriends kissing in the middle of the night.

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"By the way, how did you get on my room?"

"Oh, about that, sorry I had to break your door."

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