FLIGHT AND FLY | l.mh + h.js

18. minho

"minho hyung... minho. i look forward to evaluating your wooing ability."

jisung grins at me before turning away and leaving the room.

i hear him call changbin.

i hear his footsteps down the stairs.

the picture of him smiling is tucked into the back of my mind safely.

i feel his breath lingering in the air near my face:

i smell his cologne in the surroundings.

all i can sense is jisung.

my name.

it slid off his tongue so smoothly, as if he'd been saying that for ages.

just like how i imagined, my name was music when he says it.

i stand still in a daze, almost like a statue.

it's not until woojin and chan calls me down to help them prepare for the wedding then i move, snapping out of my reverie.

i hold the railings.

my legs are jelly.

my palms are moist with sweat.

a date with someone i felt the most attracted to in my whole life.

i'm not going to let this chance slip away so easily.

i don't wish to keep the cute boy waiting, do i?

if i'm lucky, jisung might agree to being my date for our best friend's wedding.