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chap 5: you know, i know (end)

"Do you like me?"-I repeat for the second time and he looks down on me, lips sealed, hand still on my hair. So that's his answer.

What was I expecting even?

"I get it."-I laugh to myself then turn my back to him-"let's just go to sleep."

I pull the blanket over my body, trying to hide from all the embarrassment I'm experiencing.

Of course he wouldn't like me. He is Park Jimin.

Park fucking Jimin.

A kiss means nothing, friends can kiss, right?

Fuck.

I'm not gonna cry.

I'm not gonna cry.

I'm not crying.

I'm not.

I can hear his long sigh, his breath on my skin as he leans down. He pushes my shoulder lightly and pulls the blanket away to make me face him, trapping me in between his arms-"You know I didn't mean it like that. I mean, I'm just thinking about how to put this"

He raises his thumb to caress my cheek-"Tears don't look good on you."

Don't treat me like that. It hurts.

"I like you. Like, way before all this."- I blurt out only to receive a fond smile from the little boy. I'm utterly baffled, laughing at a confession is not cool, Jimin.

"I know. You follow me around. Of course I know."

Wait, what?

What?

We have been staring for a good 2 minutes now, totally lost in our own thoughts.

So, he knows. All those times, he knew.

It's embarrassing. Fuck, I should go die.

What the fuck, Jimin.

Quick, think. Think.

"I just happen to go in the same direction. Not that everyone who is on the same bus likes you, you know."-I try to come up with some bull shit. Of course I follow you around cus I like you. Of course everyone on the bus like you, it's you we're talking about.

He is straight-up laughing. I'm mad.

"I knew you're gonna say this. There're times where I took random buses and you followed me as well, you even got down at the same bus stop just to take another one to return. Any thoughts?"

I turn my face to avoid his gaze just for him to make me face him again with his hand. I don't want to be seen right now, my face is literally burning that his hand feels icy on it.

"You're basically my stalker as well, then?"

"Maybe I am, and what about it?"

So he knows how I feel. He knows. Yet he is still here, basically holding me in his arms, face inches from mine, warm breath lingers on my skin, ready to lean in every second.

He wasn't scared away by a creep that follows him around.

He could have moved out when he knew he was gonna be my roommate, but he didn't. He could have gone furniture shopping alone, but he didn't. He could have avoided me, but he didn't.

He joked around, he flirted, he kissed me, he took me to his home.

I'm probably hallucinating.

"You like me."-I conclude. That's the only possible explanation for this bull shit I'm in.

"That's one way to put it."-His smile widens, hand caresses my hair anew.

So, Jimin likes me. Park Jimin likes me.

I might be having a heart attack right now, if not mistaken.

I'm not dreaming, am I?

But why? How? You don't just fall for someone just because they are a stalker, right? Especially when he is a popular boy who has everyone under his feet.

"I don't get it. Explain."

"You sound offended, baby."-His lips go into a small pout, throwing my heart out of the window-"I just like a small boy who tries to look tough and all when he's actually a tiny cat at heart."

"You don't know me."-I mutter-"Not after an afternoon."

"Fuck, baby, I have been stalking you as well. You're just too dumb to recognize. You're the reason I started to use Twitter hourly, your random tweets at night scream 'I'm smol and in need of love', it's endearing. The way you shyly look away whenever our eyes meet on the bus. The way you looks lost whenever you get down at those random bus stop I went down. The way your eyes expands when you-"-He goes on and on, not knowing the impact it has on me.

"Shut up, I get it."-I raise my hand to cover his mouth. And he kisses it. Fuck.

He takes my hand away.

"Why don't you ever go up to me?"-I bark.

If he knew our feelings were mutual, he could have just went up to me and we would be dating at this moment. Not being here trying to figure out how we feel about one another like this.

"I didn't know how. Like, I can't just walk up and be like 'Hi, I'm your stalker, too', right?"-He tilts his head as a question, hand still playing with my bang.

"Could have just casually made friends like you always do. You have tons of friends, don't tell me you don't know how to make one."

"That is exactly what I'm doing. I gave my roommate the money for him to move out so I can be yours. I mean, your roommate. Being only a friend who can only meet you once in a while wouldn't satisfy me, and I'm terrified of friendzone. What if you change your mind after you know me well."-He inhales deeply as he snuggles up to my neck and then pulls away again.

"That's an expensive way to do it. Besides, there is no guarantee that I won't friendzone you after you become my roommate "-I laugh wholeheartedly, hand thrown freely over his neck to pull him in closer.

"It's for long term purpose, and I know you can't resist my body once we live together ."-His gaze intensifies on my lips. 'Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it' I chant.

"You are correct but you could have swept me off feet and then move out together."-I rub circle behind his ear.

"So, have I succeeded?"

"You have. Jimin, you have."

No more second was wasted, he leans in to attach our lips together. This time, more passionate and much more slowly, as if we are cherishing every second possible. I love his taste. I love how this taste is mine, at least for this very moment.

His hand goes underneath my shirt, earning a small yelp from me due to the alien temperature. He takes it out right away-"Sorry, I just wanted to hold your waist."

"It's ok, I was just surprised."-I take his hands to put them on my waist, both of them.

I live for this moment.

He smiles and then leans down again.

"I love you, you know."

"I know."

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