*Rebecca’s POV*

“Come femsaobr… It’s wognldkvbowvbdssfvds confess!” he shouted, gesturing toward me.

I laughed at his failure to speak the words. I gave him credit for trying, seeing as he’d only heard the song once before.

“What would you do if I told you that I la-la-la-la loved you?!”

We had reached the campsite now. I was sitting on the picnic bench watching his performance. He picked up a stick and used it as a microphone, getting down on one knee.

“Do if I said it tonight?!”

He serenaded me, making me laugh and clap my hands in enjoyment. He took my hand in his.

“What would you do if I told you that I la-la-la-la loved you?!”

He stood up.

“Cause you know I la-la-la-la lied!”

He ripped his hand away from me and began going all free style, singing in different voices. He grabbed my hand and dragged me off the bench. We linked around and skipped in circles, both screaming obnoxiously to the music. He took my hand and twirled me under his arm.

“You’re like a song! A beautiful symphony to my eyes!” I sang as he spun me outward with one hand. “So take me on! I wanna sing along all through the night!”

“I’m not like the other boys! Cause with you I’ve got no choice!” He spun me back in toward him, wrapping his arms around me. I laughed, turning my head to look at him.

“You make me wanna…” His voice faded. “Uh… uh….”

We were uncomfortably close now. I exhaled, our warm breath mixing together in the cool night air. I felt my eyes begin to close at the feeling of his arms wrapped tight around my body, but I stopped them.

“Lose my voice?” I whispered shakily.

I didn’t mean to, but my eyes glanced down at his lips. They looked so full; so soft. I wanted to touch them, even if it wasn’t with my lips. If I could just run my finger across them…

“What?” I watched those luscious lips form the words.

“Huh?” My eyes snapped back up to his. He was looking at me in confusion.

“What about losing your voice?”

“Oh, those are the next lyrics to the song,” I explained.

I could feel my body heating up in embarrassment. My cheeks were getting redder by the second. I felt like I was dying inside my oversized ‘Cazenovia Wildcats’ hoodie.

I pushed lightly against his arms and he released me from his hold. I took a few steps away; my back facing him.

“We should probably-,”

“Rebecca I-,”

We started at the same time, but stopped when we heard the other’s voice.

“You what?” I asked.

He walked over to me and rested a hand on my shoulder. I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes tight before turning to face him.

“I need to tell you something Rebecca,” he started again.

I held my breath while gazing softly into his eyes. He looked so beautiful and squishy in the moonlight. I had such a weakness for ‘squishy’. He opened his mouth to speak, but only little squeaks and stutters came out.

“I’m listening,” I urged him gently. I had my aegyo high by this point.

OMG! He’s going to admit! He’s gonna do it! Gosh I love you so much Jinki! I love you-

“You’re… a really cool dongsaeng. I’m glad we’re friends,” he smiled.

“Oh… thanks.”

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Jinki I’m a woman! I’m not your little dongsaeng! You love me! Please tell me you love me!

“I had a lot of fun tonight. Thank you for that.”

“No problem,” I mumbled half heartedly.

“Well, goodnight then!” he kissed me on the cheek quickly and dove into his tent.

“Goodnight,” I whispered after him.

I should’ve felt like crying. I DID feel like crying. But I didn’t cry. Instead I put my hand to my cheek, slipped into my tent, and crawled into my sleeping bag. I lay awake for the next hour, reliving that brief second of Jinki’s lips on my cheek, combined with the moment early today of his lips on my neck.

I need to those lips…

I pictured them in my head; so soft, warm, buttery.

I need those lips, on my own.