pacemaker [p. jisung]

이십; 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮

"jeonhae's locker is right in the busiest hallway of the entire school. almost everyone passes there to go home. that way, people passing by can record what happened and she'd be too embarrassed to go to school." 

jisung can't help but feel worried for jeonhae. sure, he doesn't really know her much but something inside him wanted to protect her with all his might. 

kang seri, what are you planning?

he was glad he overheard seri's conversation but he can't help but feel anxious for the targeted girl. 

although jisung was quite slow to hear news circulating around school, he wasn't the most outdated at school. thanks to his observation skills, he was able to understand most things, although not all. 

as the boy was deep in thought, he didn't notice that he was about to bump into someone but it too late when he realized.  the person fell backwards and the books in her hold were scattered across the floor. "shit.." she mumbled under her breath. 

jisung shut his eyes for a second and opened them again, seeing jeonhae on the floor, gathering all her books and papers. despite the fast beating of his heart, he sighed and ignored the feeling. the boy rolled his eyes and continued walking.

good job, jisung. you could've helped her. 

jeonhae eyed the boy as he walked pass her while she was on the floor, busy gathering her things. "hey! aren't you going to apologize?" her voice echoed though the hallway, which caught the attention of some students.

why does this scenario seem oddly familiar—

"you're the one who should watch where the fuck you're heading"

hOLY SHIT– the convinience store. damn, you ain't getting a girl with that attitude, shitsung.

jeonhae bitterly scoffed, "excuse me?"

jisung gritted his teeth, "i said, you're the one who should watch where you're going."

"yeah right, anyways help me with picking this up. it's the least you could do."

the male stood there for a good 5 minutes. there were no exchange of words between the two figures in the hallways. with much hesitation, jisung walked over to the girl and started collecting the papers scattered all over him. "sorry" he mumbled, barely audible but jeonhae heard him and her lips tugged up into a smile. 

"it's alright, jisung. everyone makes mistakes, no one is perfect" hearing her soothing voice made him relaxed as he continued compiling the papers. 

why am i feeling like this? they'll go away tomorrow, i hope.

neither of them were aware of their own hearts were going miles per hour, both beating in-sync. "were you going to the teacher's office?" jisung asked, leaning against the lockers with the paper in his grasp.

"yeah, thanks for helping. i'll take that" she was about to snatch the paper but jisung was quick to lift his arm.

"yah! give it to me!" jeonhae put the books on the floor and jumped like a little child trying to get their candy back from their sibling. jisung just chuckled at how hard she tried grabbing the paper, thinking it was such a cute act. 

his footsteps subconciously went backwards, his hand still waving the paper in the air. jeonhae still jumped like a little kid, trying her best to snatch the pile of white, thin material in jisung's grasp but his height gave him an advantage. 

the girl accidentally stepped on her loose shoelace, causing her to lunge forward. jisung became alert and slipped his free arm around the girl's waist while jeonhae laid her hands on jisung's chest, holding her weight to prevent her from falling on jisung. 

 they both made eye contact and her breath hitched at their close proximity. as soon as she realized their position, jeonhae immediately stood up and a very, very hue of red spread across her cheeks. jisung nearly had no reaction except his eyes going wide and to say he felt nothing was an understatement. he felt it again; wanting to protect her from harm.

seeing that jisung was deep in thought, she snatched the paper out of his grasp, cutting his flesh in the process. before she knew it, the poor boy flinched and looked at his freshly wounded palm, glaring at the girl in the process. 

[a/n: everyone's a mess when they're nervous 🤦‍♀️]

"OH CRAP JISUNG I'M SORRY-"

"i'm ok-"

"NO YOU ARE NOT, YOUNG MAN."

his tone became harsh, "why do you care anyway?"

"because i want to care. now, you're coming with me, whether you like it or not and that's a final" she said that with such confidence even jisung was taken aback. for some reason only God knows, jisung let the girl drag across around school, not caring if people will start to talk about him.

 jeonhae led him to the infirmary and immediately grabbed the ointment from one of the shelves. she succesfully searched for tissue and dampened it. she pulled a nearby chair and sat in front of of the boy. 

jisung hissed in pain, but jeonhae ignored those hisses. "why would you need water? it hurts as fuck" jeonhae just looked at him with an 'are-you-serious' look. 

"never knew a tough boy like you would hiss because of water in your wound. it's to rinse of all the dust so you won't get any infections from bacteria, park."

"how do you even know these?"

"because my mom-"

she was about to say "because my mom taught me that whenever i go out on a mission", but she refrained herself from doing so. jisung just looked at her, "because your mom?"

"she's a doctor and she taught me these stuff when i was little" she replied, sighing in relief. the boy nodded silently and let jeonhae continue treating his wound. a sudden memory popped in jisung's mind, making him wonder in curiousity. he hesitated on asking, not wanting to come out as offensive.

"come on, shoot your question. i can see that you want to ask something."

"the last time, at the supermarket...why did you have that?"

[a/n: this was a filler chapter dUN dUN dUN. i'll probably be going on a one-month hiatus after this bYE. well, not really a hiatus but i'll be updating much, much less :'< i won't be gone but i'll still check on my inbox and notifs so don't worry]

~ 𝗺𝗷🧸✨

published on 30/11/2020