To state that he was nervous was possibly the understatement of the century, screw everything else that was supposed to be important. Breathing in deeply, Jaebeom stepped out of his house, his face freshly sprayed by whatever mist his noona had been using today, his hair combed perfectly to the side. He was so unsure of what  to wear, yet he knew it would never matter with her. With clammy hands, he walked on towards the park where he first met her, wiping his palms off his jeans when it finally came to view. There, he saw her, feet hanging off of the ground, the chains of the swing creaking as she swayed, the wind billowing leaves all around her.

It seemed surreal - the sight  felt like it came off from a painting, an illustration of a fairy tale.

He stood there, dumbfounded for a second, while a faint singing whipped through the air. Her voice, so melodious that he couldn't help but fall, if it was possible, just a little bit harder.

"Hey," he waved as he approached her, his heart's pounding so deafening.

"Hey," she smiled before looking forward. "So what do you want to know, exactly?"

"Why him?"

"Why me?"

"I don't know."

"Well, I don't know either,"

"Well, we are off to such a great start!" Jaebeom sighed, exasperatedly.

"Are you, perhaps, picking up sarcasm from us? ALSO, why are you copying me?" she mused, a slight laughter in her voice.

"Because I want to!" he said, crossing his arms like a child, while he stomped his foot on the sand, rendering him imbalanced for a second.

She laughed, and he was happy for a moment.

"It was just that.. as long as I've remembered, he'd always been there, you know? He was my First memory, and he was my favourite part of my childhood."

"I know," and he did, because that was her to him. Only his was a distant wish that he could be a part of hers, yet for his princess, he was a reality.

"How about you?"

"Something like that..." he mumbled before looking at the ground, recalling the few memories he had with her.

"Am I scary, Jaebeom-ah?"

"Ani." he shook his head and approached her side, sitting on the other swing.

"Was that why you like me?"
 

What?

"It's just that all the girls around you seemed scary," she joked before grinning. "Like Hyuna ahjumma, always scowling about. I guess I was scary too, anyway, since I was always grumpy ."

"Ya, aniya! You were grumpy because I annoyed you."

"And you were mean to my friend."

"Was that why?"

"For the most part, yes." She nodded before smiling. "And I guess his attitude towards you rubbed off on me. You know what they say about people who spend too much time together."

"Then spend less time together!" he piped up, almost annoyed. "I'm sorry," Jaebeom mumbled, an audible sigh passing between his lips.

"Ani, I'm sorry. For being like that to you. You should say sorry too, you know?"

"To who?" He asked, incredulousness on his face.

"To Seunghyun."

"The Annoying One?" the boy said it with such disdain it made her laugh again.

"Yah, what is up with you two? It seems like you hate each other, but really, you're quite very similar."

"First of all, I am gorgeous. Have you seen my skin?" He said, showing her his cheeks and running his finger alongit. "Moisturized. Mostly because noona treats me like some sort of facial manikin.." he mumbled, almost ashamed of his confession. He glanced at her direction and saw her biting her lips, trying not to laugh. "Yah! Why are you laughing at me?

"Because that's exactly how he is at home!" she giggled before starting to swing again. "Obnoxious, conceited, over-confident. Though I do have to agree. Your skin is fabulous so props to Bom unnie." She flashed him a smile, her eyes crinkling with delight.

And in there, a blanket of quiet laid in between. It was comfortable for her, yet for him suffocating.

Clearing his throat, Jaebeom decided to try something he read online. Maybe it would destroy the silence?

"Girl, are you trash because I want to take you out.' As soon as he said it, he knew he must have sounded absolutely daft. Hiding his face in embarrassment, he jumped in surprise when she talked.

"Are you the first slice of bread because no one wants you."

"Yah, that was mean!"

"But you just called me trash, so..." He looked up at her and saw her sticking out her tongue, a playful look in her eyes.

"Yeah, but I also said I wanted to take you out!"

She laughed. He sighed and smiled sheepishly.

"All I want is a grilled cheese and some love."

"I'm giving you love, though," he pouted.

"Not that kind of cheese, boy. Actual cheese." she said, avoiding his eyes. She could feel that what started as a joke was now laced with a bit of seriousness.  "Plus, you owe me food."

"Oh, right. Want to go annoy noona, then? You can teach her how to make grilled cheese... without  using corn."

"Is she really that terrifying when it comes to corn?" she quipped, her eyebrows raised.

"Oh, you have no idea."

AUTHORS NOTE:

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