Once Upon A Time (Twice's Nayeon X You) ✓

Chapter 41: The Competition

Y/N's POV

What's with the first snow that she was talking about? Suddenly, a snowdrop landed on the tip of my nose making me cross-eyed as I straightly watched it. It wasn't melting.

"Cute.", Nayeon let go of me as she took her phone then the camera shutter clicked. "A memory to keep."

A memory that she wants to keep. I'm just a memory for her. I will be a memory for her. I will melt like the snow. I am the snow. The snowdrop on my nose melted when the heat was able to melt it away. A warm lips on my nose. It made me more frozen to feel it.

"Do you somehow feel warmer now?", you know I wasn't able to answer you right away, Im Nayeon. "Still frozen?"

She was right when I was still frozen on my spot. The competition of the hot and cold when it's her lips this time on my steady lips.

"Ah?!", it was her who went back on senses first. "What have I done? Y/N! It's not like that! It's- you aren't talking! Why aren't you talking in the first place?! I'm worried you were having a brain freeze! Please, talk!"

Nayeon's hands were swaying and shaking as she was talking nervously. She knew what she's doing, but why blame me? Although it's a bit darker, I could see the flushing of her skin. She didn't have to hide it with her scarf. I loved the way she looked like at this moment. I simply can't.

"Wasn't kissing meant when you dearly like someone?", I finally talked, but it made her more uncomfortable. "I thought you wanted the words to come out of my mouth?"

"No! You can kiss whoever you felt like kissing!", her hands were holding each other as she turned to look at her side. "In this new generation, you could kiss your friends! No malice!"

"Ahh. That was a friendly kiss that you gave me then.", I nodded, as my feet started moving before the coldness could totally freeze my muscles. "Seeing how clingy you are to the other members, there's no doubt you have the same intention to me. How about we go inside now, your majesty?"

"It's not the case-"

"Next time, don't do it to me. Kiss on the lips should be taken seriously. Only lovers who have commitment should do that kind of stuff.", I pouted.

"I said, it's not the case!", I was a bit farther away from her when she yelled. "It's not the same!"

"Huh?"

Walking furiously towards me, she grabbed my waist and attached her lips once again. Yeah. This is a friendly kiss that she is giving. Why is she moving her lips though and not just a peck? I pushed her away in shock.

"Can you still tell if that was a friendly kiss?!", she's growing more impatient. "I know this time you can differentiate it."

The competition inside my heart whether it's going to pump the systole or diastole. This is dysrhythmia.

"It's not.", hope I cam control like this. "Cause I am not your friend. I am your doll."

"Seriously? You still think that way?", she was going to prove it for the third time, but I moved backward. "Y/N, it's a different kind of love."

"Does love could only be taken by a kiss?"

"I-"

"I cannot accept that kind of love."

I know I had to do it. I didn't mean it, but I somehow mean it. I know I love her like that. Love isn't in favor of us though.