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A story where your boyfriend is your wingman.
Time was like a ticking time bomb for Wu Jaehyun, and every passing moment he could feel himself drift further away from his only source of happiness, his girlfriend.
He wanted things to be...
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"I wonder who." Juyeon sarcastically remarked as I hiccoughed. I rolled my eyes before fetching for a glass of water.
As if on cue, my phone beeped.
Jaehyun: Babe, I'm leaving for Daegu tonight. Wanna meet up?
Areum: I'm coming.
I furrowed my eyebrows. Didn't he say he was planning to go next week?
"Juyeon," I called out as my best friend perked up his ears, looking at me, "I need to leave. Jaehyun has changed his plan."
"Changed? He didn't prepone it, did he?"
"He indeed did that." I laughed as I swung my handbag over my shoulder. "I'll meet you tomorrow." I said as he nodded.
Just as I was about to leave, I remembered something, "Oh and Ju, I have a place to take you to tomorrow. Be ready." I winked at him as he gave me a blank stare before showing me a thumbs up.
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"Why tonight?" I asked as I watched his fingers intertwine with mine. He twisted his arm, spooning it with mine as his other arm ran through the locks of my hair.
"Some urgency came up." He smiled sadly as I leaned in to rest my head on his chest, wrapping my arms around his torso while my legs straddled his lap.
"You will miss me, right?" He whispered against my ear, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.
I closed my eyes as I felt him run his tongue over the dip of my ear, a sweet peck landing the spot moments after. "Obviously. You?"
I felt him smile before he held my shoulders, pulling me up in front of him. "Obviously." He showed me a weak grin before cupping my neck, kissing me sweetly.
I snaked my hands around the hem of his collar, my fingers soaking the fine material of his white shirt, tugging on it lightly. Seeing it as an encouragement, his hand slithered down, his hand firmly gripping my hips.
I pulled back, slapping his chest lightly, "We should stop before this turns into something with us both naked." He giggled before nodding, as I got off him.
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— 'I've reached.'
I smiled as I heard the audio recording Jaehyun sent, switching off my phone after typing him an affirmative reply.
