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*seungkwan*















the rain was still pouring from above. i can hear the raindrops on the roof of this waiting shed. those are loud. but none of those i could hear louder than my own heart beat. its very fast, very loud. that any minute it can jumped out of my chest. the guy i was with here at the waiting shed was looking at me intently. and i was staring at him the same.














his brown semi-long hair that covers his forehead. his thick black eyebrows. his both eyes that are staring at me like he's scrutinizing me deeply through my soul. those drowsy, deep brown eyes of him. his sharp pointed nose. those glowing cheeks of him. those plump pinkish lips of him. over all, he's so. . gorgeous. he really looked like an american actor. i dont know if he's korean or something but base on his aura, he screams american.














i looked away when i suddenly felt awkward. staring at strangers intently isn't a good thing right? but why. . why cant i take my eyes off of him? he did the same. he didnt tore his gaze to me. i feel like he's studying every inch of my face. did he find me ugly or something? or was there any dirt on my face that he couldn't take his eyes off? i dont know. please enlighten me. i forgot how i looked like now that he keeps staring at me.















i swallowed hard and pointed on my face. "do i have something on my face?" i even arched him a brow. i saw the side of lips rose up in amusement then he shook his head looking away now.















i bit my lower lip. gosh. i felt mortified right now. i heave a sighed and continued staring at how the raindrops fall on the ground still waiting for my friends to fetch me here. im being impatient now. i want to go home. im starving really. i couldn't ate that much ealier since we're busy performing. my forehead creased again when i saw using my peripheral vision that the man on the side was still looking at me.















i shifted my gaze to him. "tell me if i have something on my face. im getting creep out of your stare, mister."














he didnt spoke up, but he shook his head and looked away after. he's weird even though he's handsome. if jihoon hyung was on my situation right now, for sure he'll scold this man out more sooner. gosh. minutes had passed, my face lit up when i heard wonwoo hyung calling my name. finally, one of my friends came to fetch me. mygod.















"seungkwan!"














i even flinched when he suddenly appreared next to me, handling me one pair of umbrella. "what took you so long?! the dorms just a walking distance!" i hissed. i harshly grabbed the umbrella and opened it.














"honestly, none of us wants to fetch you here. i was just being forced you know."














i glared at him. "so its my conscience, then?"















he laughed and hit me on my arms playfully. he started to walk away and i did the same following his pace, but before i could leave the waiting shed, i looked behind me and i still saw the man. he looked away immediately but i caught him eyeing me. i let out a small smile before walking behind wonwoo hyung.














whoever you are, im hoping that we'll meet again someday.














it us took almost twenty minutes before we arrived at our dorms lobby. we walked passed by the landlady and went straight to each others unit. i thank him for fetching me there even if he just forced to. he smiled at me and ruffle my wet hair, i glared at him before entering my unit. i placed my things on the couch, removing my wet shoes and my wet coat from the uniform. after that, i grabbed my towel and went straight to the bathroom to clean myself.















after cleaning, i wore my pyjamas already. i fished out some foods that i found on my mini-ref and then i threw myself on the couch. i was staring blankly on my flat screen tv until the face of the man earlier suddenly pictured on my head. he's handsome, yeah. i haven't seen him before, maybe he was totally new.














i grabbed my bag to look for my journal and my pen. and wrote something. i smiled.














April 03, 20xx.

i met him in first rain in spring time. hoping and wishing i could still get the chance to meet him, again. someday.

-love bsk. :)















i smiled reading those. i wont forget this day. the first rain in spring time.














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