dancing high

86

it was true. 

she's really walking on her own. 

jisung watched somin waddle around with her walker,

he couldn't stay too near, so he leant back and watched her walk around from a distance, 

he had his hands buried deep in his pockets, and despite the mask covering his face, 

one can easily tell how he kept on smiling non stop throughout somin's therapy session. 

the theraphy session ended after some time, and they were now back in her room, 

somin still waddled around, insisting that she wasn't tired yet after her wonderful nap.

while jisung, 

shoes off, legs crossed, on her bed. watching as the girl went back and forth across the room. 

"stop already," jisung said, but she paid him no mind, 

"that was a lot of walking today, you should let your legs rest," he spoke again, 

back and forth, back and forth, 

"isn't it enough already?" 

jisung had a scowl on his face as he watched her stubborn self pace around, 

"it's been a while now," 

and then, she finally stopped. 

that made him finally smile. 

"about time," 

she pinned all her weight onto the walker as she caught her breath, throwing her head back while making inhumane groans, 

"see, i told you, you should've stopped since earlier," the boy nags, 

jisung hopped off the bed, sliding on his socks over the marble floor to pour her a glass of water she gratefully accepted, chugging it down hurriedly, 

"no one told you to work till you're tired, why do you-" 

he wouldn't have stopped talking if she hadn't caught his lips with her two fingers, trapping them close, 

jisung blinked. what the hell. 

he couldn't help but break into a smile that only got wider every passing second, 

somin wheezed at how dumb and flustered he looked at the sudden action, 

almost losing her balance and nearly falling to her doom if jisung hadn't steadied her back to her feet, 

"come here," the boy gestured, having her hand hold onto him for support, rather than the walker. 

somin noticed the slight surprise on his face when she held onto him for support, she was about to speak when he beat her to it, 

"you're heavy," jisung chuckled, 

"sorry," somin groaned, knowing well he's right, 

"i should work out," jisung resolved, helping her sit back on the bed, 

"where'd that resolution come from?" somin asked in confusion, 

"working out is good," jisung says the obvious, "i'll be stronger, then nothing will be heavy for me," 

somin deadpans at the guy spouting all that with such an innocent face, "ah, yeah, sure, don't strain yourself," 

"you're the one straining yourself," jisung clicked his tongue, throwing it back to her,