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Barista 19

"I'm sorry about that." I chuckled awkwardly at jimin, gesturing to where my sister went

"What are you talking about? There's nothing to be sorry for." He smiles and I sat next to him on the floor, our backs leaning on the side of my bed.

"My sister was being nosy." I'm worried what he might think about it.

"It's alright, she's just looking out for you." He grabbed one of my hand and brought it to his lap, clasping it with his. I giggled at his cute hands.

"What are you laughing about?" He playfully squints his eyes on me

"Nothing... your hand is just so cute! Like a child's."

he smirks and lean in to whisper "A child's hand can't be that skillful with fingering..."

my eyes widened and then he continued "the guitar." and laughed

"Roseanne, why did that make you blush?" I scoffed and playfully removed my hand from his and pushed him. He played along and fell down dramatically to the floor.

"I'm going back to sleep, perv." I crawled under my covers and peeked at him

"Perv? Ya, I was not the one thinking weird things." he chuckled, sitting back up

"I was not born yesterday" I retorted

"Of course you're not, you were born for me after all." he winks and I laughed

"What makes you say that?" I raised a brow and him and he sat at the edge of my bed, smirking "Your confession."

I furrowed my brows, when did I ever confess? I pulled away from my thoughts when I hear him clear his throat

"That I was born for you, It was written in the stars
Yes, I was born for you
And the choice was never ours
It's as if the powers of the universe
Conspired to make you mine until the day I die
I bless the day that I was born for you" He sang then smiled at me "something like that.."

I just continued staring at him in awe and he covers his mouth with the back of his hand and shyly looked away "sorry, was I out of tune? I don't really know the song, I just heard it when you sang it." he chuckled and I sat up, removing his hand from his face but he keeps shying away

"That was beautiful. I didn't know you sing." He blushed and laughed it out

"You're just saying that." I shook my head no.

"It was really good! I'm not lying!" He just pushed me down to bed and covered me wth my blanket "Sleep."

"Sing me to sleep." he tempted to leave but I quickly wrapped my arms around his waist "Ahh~ahy~" I whined

"*norae buleuseyo~" I say cutely. He turned to look at me and I gave him lisa's famous puppy dog eye and a pout. (*please sing)

He looks up the ceiling then sighed, I grinned knowing I won and scooted, patting the space next to me. He lays down and I made his chest my pillow and hugged him, closing my eyes.

"Hmmm... what song should I sing?" I shrugged "anything."

"Careless whisper?" I laughed and playfully slapped his chest. The vibration of his chest as he laughs makes me smile broadly. His free hand caught mine and intertwined it with his. He brushes my hair with the other and start singing

The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

I smiled at the familiar lyrics of Owl City's song. Vanilla Twighlight.

Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here

I can't help but sing along

"ssst. You're supposed to sleep." he scolds and I giggled

"Ok, ok.. continue."

I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly

The silence isn't so bad
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly

I feel his thumb caress the back of my hand a he sings and I could feel mysel losing consciousness, giving in to sleep.

I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist deep in thought because when
I think of you I don't feel so alone

I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone

As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight

☕☕☕

Her head lolled and I looked down to find her already sleeping, her mouth slightly open. I chuckled and kissed her forehead and stared at the pictures hanging on her wall. It was with her friends, there's also with her parents and then with her sister.

"Ya, are you just playing with my sister?" her sister's voice echoed on my mind and I remembered how she looked at me. She looked at me for answer but I kept quiet and avoided her gaze.

My jaw clenched and I held her tighter. I'm not playing with her... but I'm just not ready for something like commitment. Do we really need to have a label? I'm happy with what we have right now and she's not complaining about it.

I may have been with a lot of different girls but I never played with them. They knew I'm not looking to be in a relationship. I looked down at her peaceful looking place and hope she'd understand cause I really like her. I really do. But if she starts to ask for something more from me, I'm afraid I won't be able to give her that.

I carefully tucked the hair the strands of her hair that fell on her face and stared at her. She closes her mouth and chewed invisible food and snuggled closer, burying her face at the nook of my neck. I let go of her hand and put an arm over my eyes and try to get some sleep.