It was a mere coincidence. A coincidence of a marriage that changed my life.
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"Sorry." He muttered before playing with our hands. "How is it that your hand can fit perfectly into mine?"
"I don't know, Jaemin." I smiled. "I guess you could call...
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Park Jieun's POV
"I love you too." These words slipped through my mouth. I looked down to see that Jaemin didn't hear me. His loud whining and tears kept going. "Alright, Jaemin! Get up. Pick your face up. I'm the one that's supposed to be crying, not you."
"I'm s-sorry." Jaemin lifted his head up. I laughed at how the snot ran down his nose, his eyes were puffy, and he looked like a little kid in general. He pouted and crossed his arms. "What are you laughing at?"
"Your face." I said, before laughing at my own joke.
"That's not funny!" He exclaimed. "Stop being so mean!"
"I'm sorry, but—"
"HEY, GUYS!" Jeno busted through the door. I saw the others behind him. "WHAT UP?!"
"What are you doing here, Jeno?!" I asked, shocked at the group of people barging in.
"We're here to study!" Jeno smiled. "And we all got permission from our parents to stay over for the rest of the week to study!"
"Including you?" I asked Yoojin. She nodded.
"I mean, I just told my parents that it was going to be a study week at your house and that Jinyoung could bring me. My mom dropped me off Jinyoung's house, and we walked over here with Jeno." She set her suitcase down on the floor. "So, who's getting the bed?"
"Uh, there's only one bed in this entire apartment." Jaemin said, holding on to my hands. "And since it's my apartment—"
"It's only right that I, your best friend, get it." Jeno batted his eyes innocently.
"Yeah, right." Jaemin rolled his eyes. I noticed that Jisung was in the corner of the living room, setting up his sleeping bag.
"Why is JIsung here?" I asked. "Isn't it past his bedtime?"
"Don't you guys ever check the group chat?" Jeno asked. "Jisung practically insisted on coming. I don't know how he convinced his parents."
"Wrong chat, Jeno." I heard Mark whisper. "Wrong chat."
"Oh, shit." Jeno awkwardly laughed.
"WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!" Jaemin threw a pillow at Jeno. "Speaking of which, how did you manage to get your parents to let you come Jisung?"
"I just told them that you guys were having a dance training camp over the week and it was a great opportunity to improve in dancing." Jisung shrugged, getting inside of his sleeping bag. He put his eye mask in his forehead. "I also told them that I was allowed to sleepover at your house since some of the training could go overnight." He put the eye mask over his eyes and plugged in his earplugs.
