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CONFUSED LOVERS PART 2

YOUR NAME'S POV
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i woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window. wait — no? not my window. i looked around in confusion, wondering where in the world i was. i tried turning around but two strong arms were wrapped around my waist. it was him, i knew it was, i could tell by the way he was holding me. jj.

i slowly turned around, making sure not to fall out of his touch. and there he was, sleeping right infront of me with his mouth slightly open. it was the cutest thing i had seen in ages.

i think it took me about a minute to realise what actually was going on. jj maybank, my best friend, was sleeping in the same bed as me, holding me. like couples do, but we weren't a couple. we were just friends, maybe confused lovers? my point is, we weren't dating.

i tried to cherish the moment as much as possible, knowing it would probably never happen again. so i just let myself melt into his soft touch. i placed my head on his chest and closed my eyes, just listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

suddenly i felt small movements coming from jj's side of the bed. i pulled away from his chest and softly opened my eyes. i let out a small yawn and pretened to rub my eyes, acting like i had just woken up and not been awake for minutes.

jj was looking at me, almost in a weird way. there was something in his eyes that i had never quite seen before, his look was completly new to me and i didn't know what it meant.

"goodmorning," i mumbled. i felt a knot growing in my stomach, because of how nervous i was. i don't know why i was nervous, we feel asleep on each other — that doesn't mean anything. or does it?

"morning love," he answered back. his voice was raspy and he spoke quietly, maybe it was because he didn't want me to hear what he had just said. maybe i shouldn't have heard it, but i did. love. he said goodmorning love. he reffered to me as love. now i might be a hopeless romantic but that's nothing friends call eachother. that's romantic.

"did you sleep well?" he added, trying to start a conversation. i nodded as i fell down on the bed once again. i melted into the soft covers, taking in the scent of jj's detergent.

"i'm pretty sure you held me the whole night," i whispered. it was hardly hearable, but jj heard it. i could tell by the look in his face.

"i guess i did," he smirked goofily. i let out a small chuckle, just because — a chuckle can mean many things. it could either mean, "oh i'm chuckling because i just see you as a friend and you holding me is such a coincidence" or it could mean "i'm totally into you but don't want to make it embarassing if you don't like me back." it's the secound one for me.

"i'm glad you did," i said. this time i spoke louder, i don't know why. and i regretted the secound the worst came out of my mouth. i guess i just got tired of hiding my feelings all the time. i liked jj and even if he didn't like me back, i wanted him to know how i felt.

"i'm glad i did too," he said softly, returning the love. i turned to my side and faced him. he was smiling slightly, was he flirting with me? without joking about it afterwards?

"what is going on," i whispered. i was the only one who was supposed to hear that, but he seemed the catch on.

"i'm confessing my feelings for you. that's what's going on," and just like that, my heart stopped. he said what now?

"jj are you playing with me?" i asked. i liked him, obviously. but what if he was just pranking me?

"i'm dead serious y/n. i like you and i have liked you since the first time i laid my eyes on you. i haven't told you because i was always afraid that you only saw me as a friend and nothing more, but i'm tired lf hiding my feelings for you. i like you. like a lot," he rambled. it almost felt like time froze when he suddenly stopped talking. my brain was trying to process all the new information while also trying to come up with something to say at the same time.

"just —" i started, but i couldn't finish my sentence. i had no idea what i was going to say. i can't just say "same." right?

"just kiss me," i finished the sentence. i noticed a smile growing on jj's lips as he leaned closer to me. he placed his hand on my cheek and stroked it carefully. and then suddenly, i felt his lips crash onto mine. at first i was tense, what if my kissing was extremly bad? but then i just melted into his touch and kissed him back passionately.

when we pulled away from the kiss after what felt like forever i quickly gasped for air. i looked at jj and felt my cheeks turning red. what just happened? i don't really know. but it felt good. it felt like the butterflies in my stomach had just turned into fireworks, and they were throwing a whole damn new years eve pary.

"you have no idea how long i've been wanting to do that for," he said, letting out a small laugh.

"oh trust me — i think i have an idea,"

i've been wanting to do that for eight years atleast. that's what i know.