the twinkling stars in the sky and the bright moon, like that night.
i walked to his house alone, hoping he'd be there.
i was close enough to see his house in view.
the door swung open, and he stepped out, heading towards my direction, unaware that i was going to him.
he was so beautiful under this light. as he always was.
his dark hair that was close to the color of coffee, the wind combing through his hair as he walks down the sidewalk.
he picks his head up, seeing me head his way and he speeds up.
his face lit up completely.
"y/n."
"Jun-"
"where are you going at this hour?"
"i was gonna go to your house. i just had to shower and change-"
"did you just get out of work?"
he was silent again, looking everywhere but my face.
what excuse will he pull up now?
"..no."
liar.
i exhaled through my nose, falling into his chest.
"okay. at least take me there. i wanna make cute little lunches for you."
i pressed my ear against his chest to hear any irregular heartbeats.
he raises his hand to stroke my hair. his deep voice making his chest vibrate onto my skin.
"you were right the first time. it's a convenience store."
"which one?"
he pulls me away, his eyes finding mine again.
"the one near your house."
"really?"
"really."
"then why didn't you just come over."
"it was a long day.. i had to clean myself up."
i believed that bit. but off for the whole day?
"also.. i won't be at school tomorrow."
"don't tell me it's that job of yours."
he winced, avoiding my eyes again.
"well?"
"you said not to tell you."
i smacked him on the arm and smile curved on his lips.
"Dejun! you need to get an education too! you can't just be working all the time.."
"i know... this will be the last day. i promise."
"you promise?"
he nods, taking my hands into his.
"then give me your phone."
"..why?"
to turn on your location.
"to record you saying that you promise. you better not delete it."
he scoffs, handing me his phone.
turning on his location and
with one quick motion, i switch to the recorder app.
"go ahead. say you promise to be at school tomorrow and that you'll be less hard on yourself."
"i, Xiao Dejun, promise to be at school tomorrow.. and to be less hard on myself. for y/n."
i stopped recording, smiling at him and giving back his phone.
i'm sorry it had to be this way Dejun.
there's just something that doesn't sit right with me.
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