An hour passed, and now the chilly breeze of 3 AM greeted them.
They're enjoying each other's warmth, not wanting to let go. Their hands are now intertwined, Jisung's head on top of hers, a free arm surrounding her shoulders.
They stayed just like that—silently.
It's not an uncomfortable silence. Their presence is enough to feel secure.
Minding the time, he tilted his head, seeing Naih's face. The moonlight illuminated her features—grieving yet still perfectly beautiful.
Feeling the other's stare, Naih looked up just to meet the boy's eyes. His worried yet sparkling eyes made her smile.
"Should we go home?" Jisung voiced out
His eyes trailed on her smiling feature, landing on her pinkish lips. He badly wants to kiss it, even before, but he can't. First, they're enemies. Second, they're not even a couple. Third, he doesn't even know if they're friends, just acquaintances, or just random strangers talking.
"Jisung?"
"Oh, you're saying something?"
Oh, how much he wants to punch himself for spacing out and complimenting her beauty.
"I said, let's go home."
"You're beautiful" he suddenly blurted out.
Naih's eyes widened, and she shoved herself away from his embrace. There she realized how long they were, embracing each other and making her cheeks flush.
"Well, I'm sure I'm not the only one who said that." Jisung said in panic while standing up.
"Yeah, you're right, it's not my first time, but... never mind." Naih also stood up.
She flinched when the boy ruffled her hair. Looking up at him, she pouted.
"You're so tall" she said, making Jisung chuckle at her cuteness.
"Trust me, my neck is also hurting looking down on you."
"You big baby." she hissed, hitting his arm and walking past him.
"I'm not a baby! Hey, wait up!"
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"Are you feeling okay now?" Jisung asked as they stopped in front of Naih's unit door.
"Well, no, but... thank you."
Jisung nodded and patted her head.
"I know, at least you calmed down."
"Yeah, I hate to say this, but I'm sorry to have hurt you so many times."
"What would you be sorry about? We're mafias."
Mafias. Naih scoffed at the thought.
"Hey, you're spacing out again." Jisung poked her cheek, making her look up at him again.
"Nothing to worry about. Go on and sleep."
"I'll go after you step inside."
"You're not my boyfriend."
As if a knife had hit his heart, Jisung frowned at the sudden feeling.
"Well, I'm still the man here. Now go inside."
"Okay then. Good night, love." Naih subconsciously blurted the nickname, but it looks like she hasn't realized
"O-oh.. Yeah, good night." Jisung replied.
Naih nodded and stepped into her unit.
".. love" Jisung mumbled and walked back to his own unit.
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