morse code | jakehoon

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(an: a little jay pov mini(?) chapter for y'all bc I'm bored and really wanna do this)

after leaving a flustered jake with a whipped sunghoon I race to my own affairs.

- what now?

- hello future boyfie

- I'm not your boyfriend.

- yet.

the handsome boy leaning on the wall smirks.

I lean into the wall next to him.

- why did you call me? I ask

- because I wanted to see you

why does he always have to flirt with me?

- just kidding. or not. you know how your friend ain't single no more?

- well, technically not yet.

- whatever. so about that...

- are you gonna ask me out again?

- yes?

- okay, shoot.

surprising even myself, i differ from my usual "no"

- wait seriously?

- yeah I guess, now shoot, I don't have all day here.

except I could spend all day with him...

wait what?

- will you go out with me?

- lemme think.

the hopeful boy's hopeful eyes look at me.

- please? this is like the millionth time I'm asking. I really really like you.

- wait.

I'm testing his patience and I know it.

I just don't know.

an idea pops into my head.

I rummage through my bag for some paper and a pen and write my number on it.

- here. my number.

- wait seriously?

- yes. now give me some time.

- okay!

his eyes shimmer with excitement.

- I'll wait for you!

- thanks I guess.

- you're welcome future boyfie!

I can practically see the hearts in his eyes.

cute.

no wait.

not cute.

man, I don't even know anymore.

- can I hug you? he asks.

- umm sure?

he comes closer and gives me a good ol' hug.

- man, I love hugs.

- me too, man. my hugger responds muffledly

sheep. did I just say that out loud?

sheep.

my hugger stops hugging me and becomes my secret admirer again.

- well, bye then, future boyfie~

my hugger sprints away

- for the millionth time, I am not your future boyfie.

or am I?

♪♪♪

who might jay's mysterious hugger be?

man, I just love being an author.

love you!

<3