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*cheong-san pov*
ding dong, is what i heard 30 minutes later. i got up from my chair, heading into my living room. i open the door to see gyeong-su fake crying.
"are-"
he plunges onto me, trying to hug.
"im not okay, cheong-san!", he says dramatically
***
"mm, i understand. people are just assholes."
gyeong-su lays his head on my shoulder, sulking. his whole face was almost hiding in the couch. i slightly put his head on his, trying to comfort him.
"why is wu-jin so mean to me!", he says, fake crying.
he hugs me again, holding onto me tight. i wrap my arms around his waist, hugging him back.
"you know what would make me feel better?"
i hum in response.
gyeong-su let me go, making eye contact me. i was confused why he was, what the fuck?
randomly, he grabbed my face and kissed me. i don't know why but i kissed back, putting my hands on his neck. he pulled me closer, gripping onto my ass.
i parted our kiss, catching my breath.
"gyeong-su... what the fuck?"
"i- sorry. im just..."
i just grabbed his face and kissed him again. for some reason, this felt good. like i wanted this, for some reason?
i guess i liked it?
***
me and gyeong-su just laid in my bed talking, it wasn't awkward or anything either.
"so, what was that about earlier?", i ask
"kissing you?"
"mhm"
"just wanted to...", he mumbles.
i turn my head to look at him, and he looks back.
"so, are we friends or what?", i ask.
"whatever you want to be."
he turns his body towards me, looking at me - and i do the same.
"well... let's stay friends but.."
i get closer to him, locking eye contact with him. then, kiss him again. i wanted something with gyeong-su but i didn't know what.
but, i felt something weird now. i don't feel the same like i always did.
