“Kyungsoo, you know I love you, and I've always loved you." Kyungsoo softly nods to Jongin's comment. "I'll probably continue to love you for the rest of my life but, we just can't be together anymore." Jongin turns his head to the wall because he can't bare to look at Kyungsoo, and for what he's about to say."

"I can't be with someone so... ignorant? And close minded and just, wrong... I always thought you were perfect, beautiful, kind, and smart. It's crazy how wrong you can be about a person huh?” Jongin said quietly as he let go of the girl’s hand.

“You're right, Jongin... I'm not perfect. No one is. I'm sorry it's come to this, but I don't regret what I've said." Kyungsoo clutches Jongin's hand harder, and he regrets looking back at her sad, and cute face. 

"I just wish we could’ve ended it off on a better note” Kyungsoo sniffled as she wiped the rest of her tears away. As she tried to smile at Jongin, the boy felt his heart pang looking at the once, love of his life.

“Jongin, please stop crying or else I'll start crying more.” The couple laughed as they agreed for no more tears. Kyungsoo breathed in deeply as she was preparing to leave Jongin, for who knows how long she would see him next.

“You guys are so ing stupid!”  Jongdae yelled through the open basement door aka Jongin’s bedroom. “You're literally breaking up over a dress?!”

“I CAN’T BE WITH SOMEONE WHO THINKS THE DRESS IS BLUE AND BLACK.” Kyungsoo yelled with anger filled into every word. The quiet sniffling girl, gone, immediately at the mention of the dress.

“JONGDAE LOOK AT THE PICTURE AGAIN AND TELL KYUNGSOO THAT THE DRESS IS IN FACT, BLUE AND BLACK AND SHE NEEDS TO GET BETTER GLASSES!” Jongin all but yelled at the back of Kyungsoo’s head as she was still yelling at the basement door.

The girl scoffed as she turned away from the direction of the door, and back at Jongin. “JONGDAE, TELL JONGIN THAT MY EYE SIGHT IN NO ING WAY  HINDERS MY COLOUR PERCEPTION. You should ask your mom to take Jongin to see an opthalmologist because I think he's colour blind.”

“YOU SNAKE! I’D RATHER BE COLOUR BLIND IF IT BEATS BEING ACTUALLY BLIND." Kyungsoo angrily let go of Jongin's hand, that she was surpisingly still holding.

"Seriously, wear your glasses more often, Kyungsoo because they're cute on you. And so thatyou could ing see, and see the dress isn't gold and white!" Kyungsoo interrupted Jongin by getting up and walking out of the room. "Can you even see how many fingers I’m holding up?!” Jongin mockingly threw up a peace sign, validating his point.

Kyungsoo glared at the boy from the top of the staircase ”I don't need my glasses to see its white and gold, Jongin! Also, you're not wearing glasses. So please tell me how many fingers am I holding up?" Kyungsoo flipped the boy both her middle fingers. Jongin gaped at the action as Kyungsoo rolled her eyes again. “I'm leaving, I'm surprised we made it seven months but I don't think I can stand another minute here with you.”

As Kyungsoo stormed out of house. Jongin felt frustrated with how his (ex) girlfriend could be gone just like that. And that's when he began to cry ... again.

“You are both being so dumb. Who the heck care? I see both colours anyway!" Jongdae screamed from the kitchen,
“And you're wrong!!” Jongin sobbed from the basement. 

“IF YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO CARRY A CONVERSATION, DO IT IN THE SAME ROOM.” Their father told everyone from the front door. Jongdae yelped as she saw her father home.

“Why did I just see Kyungsoo crying and leaving in a hurry?”  Jonghyun asked his daughter, as he walked into the kitchen. 

“Ask your son.” Jonghyun sighed and walked down to the basement, to Jongin’s room. The boy was currently holding onto a stuffed teddy bear Kyungsoo had gifted him from an anniversary. 

“Hey Jongin, what happened? You know we can talk about anything, right?” Jongin's father said as he wrapped an arm around the sad boy's shoulder.

“Dad... What colour is this dress?”

-

“So you’re officially single, just like that?” Baekhyun asked during a shared break the group of friends had. Kyungsoo nodded her head sadly and continued to play with her lunch, not bothering to actually eat it. Jongdae groaned as she saw her best friend sad over such a trivial argument.

“They’ll get back together eventually.” Jongdae said, annoyed. Kyungsoo looked up to the girl and her lips slightly quivered. “No, we won’t.”

“I can’t be with a boy who thinks that dress is blue and black. Too many harsh words were exchanged and I can’t forgive him until he admits he was wrong. I love myself to much to continue and force myself into such a toxic relationship.”

Baekhyun and Jongdae laughed so loudly that even more people in the eating area glanced over at the table. "I wish I had better friends."

“Kyungsoo, right? I’m Mark." Kyungsoo awkardly smiled at the boy as she checked him out. Who the was he? "I couldn’t help but overhear that you just got broken up with... I think that’s insane because you’re too beautiful and the dude must have been blind to do that to you.”

“Colour-blind…” Kyungsoo said as she laughed, trying to look away from the, albeit cute, boy in front of her.

“Do you want to hang out and talk for a bit… to get your mind off of him?” The boy smiled widely, Kyungsoo felt a bit bad for the rejection he was about to face but, who does he think he is approaching her when she was JUST crying over her ex.

“She has a boyfriend, bro.” Kyungsoo head shot up in surprise at the voice, and saw Jongin facing Mark. Mark scoffed as he looked up and down Jongin, sizing him up. 

“Oh really? And who might that be?” Mark said cockily, Kyungsoo felt herself frowning at his attitude and watched Jongin an eyebrow up, walking around Mark.

“I am… so if I were you, I’d go away. Like, right now.” Jongin said ,smiling sweetly. Kyungsoo rolled her eyes at how fake Jongin's smile was, and at the ‘confrontation’ in front of her. The boys began to circle around each other and got super up close and personal.

Kyungsoo wasn’t sure if they were about to fight or make out.

“I don’t have a boyfriend. Because the person I date would have seen that the dress is white and gold. I ALSO, have standards and I don’t think I’d date either of you. Good day.” Kyungsoo got up and grabbed her purse, bidding a farewell to Jongdae and Baekhyun who were still in awe of what was happening.

“The dress?” Mark said, confused. “It’s obviously blue and black!”

Jongin yelped happily as he hugged Mark, while the confused boy eventually gave into the hug. Jongin gave Kyungsoo an arrogant "I told you so look" and the girl stepped right into the faces of the two boys.

“ Thank you for making my decision even easier, Mark. I will be going now, please have fun with each other and talk about how that dress is totally black and blue and how you totally both lack high IQ’s.” As Kyungsoo walked away sadly, she heard Jongin’s faint voice of how he first saw the dress. She knew that this fight wouldn’t last forever, but she already missed Jongin and his stupid voice and his stupid hugs and stupid face. But she would not be the first one to cave.

-

“Are you guys back together yet?” Zitao groaned walking Jongin to class. The boy huffed a frustrated, "No". “Just tell her you’re an idiot and get on with it. I miss her.”

Jongin scoffed at the girl. “We were friends first. So you have to side with me on this. And ... I don’t know if we will ever get back together.”

“If Kyungsoo agrees to, and after YOU apologize, maybe. She is way stronger than you, you’ll cave first.”

“Jongin is very stubborn though.” Chanyeol chimed in, as he stopped texting Baekhyun and became present in the conversation again. “Baekhyun already said Kyungsoo misses Jongin like crazy.”

Jongin frowned and made a whining noise. Knowing that Kyungsoo was hurtingm because of him, was worse than being kicked in the balls. And he knows this especially from the girl.

“I couldn’t help but overhear.” Luhan interrupted, standing behind the group. The friends turned around to see the small girl with her arms crossed against her chest. “Kyungsoo is not going to give in first. If we think about which of the two can last longer without . My bet’s on Kyungsoo.”

“I was a before I met her! I can last way longer.” Jongin said arrogantly at the older girl. She and Zitao began to laugh at Jongin’s outburst.

“While I didn’t know that… I still think Kyungsoo will last longer. You are a boy after all.” Luhan said, looking at Jongin up and down.

“That’s misogynistic.” Jongin glared at the girl. Chanyeol agreed, nodding furiously while giving Jongin a high-five.

“Yeah… no. Just apologize alright? I miss hanging out with Kyungsoo. The dress is white by the way!” Zitao said as she waved off to the boys and linked arms with Luhan to walk away from the idiots.

“You really should talk to her soon, I hate not being able to see Baekhyun without Kyungsoo giving me her scary wide eyed look.”

“It’s not scary, it’s cute.” Jongin said sadly, missing the look a bit...though she did give it to him when they saw each other last. Jongin sadly agreed, knowing that his friends were right. He felt a bit pathetic for wanting to give up so quickly, but he could not help it. The heart is an odd muscle. And so was his , but heart. That was most important.

-

Kyungsoo was almost ready to cave in this morning. It has been three days since she had last seen or heard from Jongin. Of course with it being midterm season, the couple wouldn’t have time to see each other. But since they were ‘broken up’, they had no reason to come over to each other’s homes or spend breaks with each other. No one to text her during awkward tutorials, and no one to remind her to do her readings. She was completely ready to give up the fight over the dress and just see Jongin until that is, she saw Jongin.

She groaned as she saw the taller, lean figure in front of her. Jongin had always looked great from the back. She caught herself staring at the boy for a while as they waited through the long coffee line. Jongin must have felt a pair of eyes at the back of his head, as he turned around and smirked, seeing Kyungsoo staring at him.

“Why hello there. Shouldn’t you be in your theories tutorial right about… now?” Jongin asked cheekily, Kyungsoo flushed, knowing she should be there right now.

“I’m on my way. I’m just getting something to drink.” Kyungsoo said crossing her arms over her chest. Jongin mouthed a sarcastic “okay”, and turned back around. Kyungsoo was a bit mad that Jongin didn’t bother to talk to her more, but she doesn’t need him. She felt herself getting anxious as she looked at her watch. She was now three minutes late to the class.

 “Do you want to go before me? I know that attendance counts for that class.” Jongin said, not even bothering to turn around. Kyungsoo rolled her eyes and mumbled a "no thank you". Jongin sighed and turned around, looking down on the petite girl.

“Why do you have to be so stubborn?! The dress is black and blue, you are going to be late for class, and you’re ordering a chai tea latte. That really, you can get later. So please, ladies first.” Jongin said ushering for Kyungsoo to go ahead of himself. The girl scoffed, looking up to meet Jongin’s gaze.

“I’m not stubborn, I am determined. The dress is clearly white and gold. I won’t be that late, and what the is your problem? We’ve been broken up for five days and already you’re going back to your misogynistic ways? I do not need to go first, because I am a lady. Why don’t you get an iced drink instead of your regular, because you obviously need some chill!” Kyungsoo yelled at the boy. The boy grumbled to himself, knowing that he lost and turned around to see that he was the next in line.

“Can I get a regular black coffee and a large chai tea latte?” Jongin said handing the cashier money. Kyungsoo began to flare watching Jongin pay. Before she could yell at the boy for paying for her drink, that she could have paid for, the barista interrupted her.

“Black like the dress, huh?” The cashier joked and Jongin began to laugh and nodded his head excitedly. Kyungsoo’s blood was really beginning to boil, watching the girl obviously flirt with Jongin, and watching him laughing along. Kyungsoo felt herself wanting to cover her ears as the girl was still talking to Jongin while making the caffeinated beverages.

“So do you have a girlfriend? Or is she-“

“Yup, that’s me.” Kyungsoo smiled smugly. Jongin raised his eyebrow to the girl and tried to contain a smile. The barista sheepishly nodded her head and handed them both their drinks. Kyungsoo quickly began walking to her class that was, luckily, only a few doors away. As Kyungsoo was about to open the door, someone caught her arm.

“Let. Me. Go.” Kyungsoo said threateningly to Jongin. The boy meekly let go of her wrist, and rose his hands up in surrender. “Don’t you want to say something to me, like, thank you?”

“What? Thank you for the tea? There I said it. Sorry I was distracted from your exciting conversation with that bimbo who made your coffee. How unprofessional.” Jongin gaped at Kyungsoo as she stared back at the boy.

“How on Earth was she a bimbo?”

“Well she obviously isn’t very smart if she thought the dress was black.”

“For the love of God, it is black-“

“Okay, go talk to your new girlfriend about it. I’m late for class.” Kyungsoo finally said as she opened the door and closed it shut. Jongin exhaled in frustration, for what seemed like the millionth time in the past few days. There was something about getting Kyungsoo riled up these past few days that he missed. It’s not like he didn’t love being Kyungsoo’s boyfriend. He missed the job of holding hands, and spending time with her during breaks where she would make lunch. He missed hugging the girl and sneaking in kisses. But he also missed the banter.

Of course they still argued with each other. Relationships are nothing if your partner never challenges you. And he knew that neither of them liked to lose challenges. As he walked away to the bus stop, he wondered how much longer he could last without being Kyungsoo’s boyfriend.

-

“I’m going to kill myself. I can’t do this anymore.” Jongin cried into his textbook. Minseok from the summer, was also a first year and was in the same program as Jongin. Minseok tried comforting the boy as he sobbed into the book, causing people to stare openly at the pair.

“What’s up man… anything I can do?”

“I haven’t had in a week!” Minseok immediately stopped patting the boy on the back and retracted his hand quickly. He pulled Jongin up the by the hoodie and closed the engineering textbook in front of him.

“First off, I haven’t had , ever. So if either of us is going to complain, it’s not you. Secondly, just apologize to Kyungsoo. I mean, the dress totally looks white and gold. You have to admit it, so just do it before your balls fall off.” Jongin quickly cupped his area, fearing that his balls could really go that blue and leave him.

“Pretty sure that’s impossible because Jongin doesn’t have a .” Sehun snorted as she took a seat next to the two boys. She opened up her own engineering computation textbook and began reading along. Jongin looked up to see Minseok looking slightly anxious in his seat. Jongin snickered, watching the boy try to avoid Sehun. It was obvious even at work that Minseok sorta had a thing for Sehun. But she was completely oblivious to it. “Just apologize already.”

“What do I have to apologize for, Sehun?” Jongin said, abashed. Sehun looked up from her textbook and glared at the boy. “For being dumb.”

“Shouldn’t he have done before the dress argument then?” Minseok joked and Sehun quickly highfived the boy over Jongin. Jongin quickly flipped his ‘friends’ the finger, looking away from them. It was only for a split second that he saw a familiar form in the door. He wasn’t going to turn around again, but the form looked way too familiar.

“Hey Hyunsik! What on Earth are you doing here?” Sehun said getting up to hug the boy. Jongin was dumbfounded staring at the boy like an idiot. He doesn’t even go here!! Jongin’s head was screaming. What was he doing here? On Jongin’s turf? When he goes to a school in a completely different province?

“It’s my school’s reading break. I’m here to see my parents and everyone else. Hey, Minseok. Hello… Jongin.” The boy’s voice faltered a little looking at Jongin. Of course they did not have a great relationship in the summer, as Jongin still felt inferior to the older boy. He was Kyungsoo’s ex-boyfriend. Though he knew no feelings were still lingering, he still felt weird talking to Hyunsik… especially since he picked such an ‘convenient’ time. Jongin’s sneering and wallowing self pity was interrupted as he heard a shriek coming from behind Hyunsik.

Before Jongin could even carry his jaw off the ground from seeing his arch-nemesis , he would probably need to ask Sehun to take him to the hospital to surgically reconstruct it back since Kyungsoo chose to jump on the boy’s back. Hyunsik and everyone else laughed watching Kyungsoo bring Hyunsik down. However he was easily able to get her off his back and hugged the girl tightly. Jongin tried his best, but for some reason he could not stop himself from gagging.

Sehun quickly elbowed her best friend in the gut, as he cried in pain. The reunited exes turned around, embarrassed to see Jongin. Hyunsik awkwardly rubbed the nape of his neck and stepped away from Kyungsoo. “Sorry, Jongin. I forgot you probably don’t like me being that close to your girlfriend.”

Jongin nodded his head, agreeing to the statement but Kyungsoo quickly corrected her ex-boyfriend.

“Please do not talk about me like I’m not here, or that I’m an object.” Hyunsik quickly looked apologetic and tried to apologize. “Its fine, it’s not like we’re even together anyway.”

Anger quickly took over in Jongin’s system as Hyunsik’s stupid eyes widened. He looked to Kyungsoo and to Jongin repeatedly in shock. “We’re just taking a break!”

“Pretty sure we aren’t." If Jongin wasn't trying to convince everyone they were still together, he would have yelled back.

"I have to get going to class, but text me again later! We need to hangout before you go back to school.” Kyungsoo said giving Hyunsik one last hug, and giving hugs to Sehun and Minseok. While purposely skipping Jongin. The boy felt himself frown watching the girl walk out of the library.

“I’m sorry guys, but I have to get going. I’m driving my sister home now. I hope I can see you guys later?” The friends and former co-workers nodded. As Hyunsik turned around, Jongin quickly as the older boy one last question

“Hey,you saw that dress everyone has been arguing about right? Do you think it's black and blue, or white and gold?"

“I think its white and gold. I really have to get going though, sorry! Bye Jongin, Sehun, Minseok.” Hyunsik waved and turned around, leaving through the library’s double doors.

“I’m ing dead.”

-

Jongin contemplated going to Kyungsoo’s house that night. When he finally walked to Kyungsoo’s home, he started reminiscing about the summer. It was hard to rememebr it as Jongin was plowing through snow with his feet, wishing that it was the summer’s sunset he was looking at instead of slush. But he also thought about the walks to work and really getting to know Kyungsoo while walking along this path.

As Jongin knocked on the front door, he wished that Kyungsoo’s mother would answer the door. The woman loved him and he loved her too. Almost all of Kyungsoo’s greatest traits came from that woman.

“What are you doing here? I thought you broke my daughter’s heart when you broke up with her?” Kyungsoo’s father opened the door. No, Kyungsoo’s father didn’t hate him. He just wasn’t the biggest fan of him right now, and the time he accidentally walked in on the couple getting it on.

“We didn’t really break up.” Jongin winced at the attitude from the older male’s tone. This is exactly where Kyungsoo got it from.

“So Hyunsik was just walking her home for fun, and hey! Remember when she came home crying last week? Anyways, I quite like that boy. He's going to med school, he's handsome, he clearly works out more than you do."

Jongin wanted to cry as Kyungsoo's father kept dragging him. It's not his fault he never has time to go to the gym anymore!

"And he's great at locking the door if my daughter was going to perform oral on him.”

Jongin felt that he was about to pass out when finally, an angel sent from heaven graciously saved him.

“Kwangsoo! Stop harassing poor, Jongin. Come inside, it’s freezing out there!” Kyungsoo’s mother quickly pulled the boy into the home, and sat him down on the couch. As he awkwardly sat there, he could hear his girlfriend’s parents ‘whispering’.  The Do’s are very fortunate. They live in a nice home, and have two great children, one boy, one girl. Both are smart, good looking and kind. But something the entire family was not blessed with, what is, the art of whispering.

“Stop being mean to Jongin.”

“I’m not being mean. You know I like to every now and then. He’s a nice boy.”

“He is.” Kyungsoo’s mother ‘hushed’ to no use, because he could hear the older couple all the way from the kitchen. “So treat him as so.”

Jongin was quite happy to know Kyungsoo’s father didn’t downright hate him. He just needed to get better at locking doors. He quickly began to act normal again as Kyungsoo’s parents walked in and set the tea in front of Jongin.

“So… what did you guys break up over anyway.” Kyungsoo’s father asked, taking a sip from his tea.

“Did you happen to see the dress? The one that is either blue or black, or white and gold?” The couple nodded. “That’s why. We got in a heated debate when Kyungsoo said it was white and gold.”

Kyungsoo’s father immediately chocked and began sputtering tea. Kyungsoo’s mother quickly patted his back, helping him through the coughing fit. “Are you kidding me?”

Jongin winced as he unfortunately shook his head no. “The dress is obviously blue and black! That’s it, go upstairs to Kyungsoo’s room now, and tell her that she is wrong!”

“Kwangsoo!!”

“Make up with her and tell her you’re both allowed to have your own opinion!” Kyungsoo’s father yelled to his wife, but quickly whispered to Jongin. “But we both know the real colour of the dress.”

“Kwangie, I can hear you!”

-

So that’s how Jongin ended up waiting in Kyungsoo’s room, and waited for the girl to finish showering. As he mentally prepared himself for the argument that was about to commence, he began snooping around the girl’s room. Obviously she didn’t take this break up too seriously, as she still had all of his stuff in her room. Pictures were still up, gifts were still ‘present’, Kyungsoo was even wearing his sweater when she walked in.

“What the heck are you doing here?!” Kyungsoo said pulling down the sweater to cover her bottom. Jongin scoffed at the action.

“It’s not like anything I haven’t seen before, relax.” Kyungsoo openly made a face of disgust, as she quickly ran to her drawer and got out a pair of underwear and shorts. “Turn around.”

“I’ve seen it before, why do I have to-“

“Turn. Around.” Kyungsoo said menacingly and right away Jongin turned around to face the wall of photos of Kyungsoo’s loved ones. He smiled seeing all the clichéd couple photo booth photos of them, but began to frown looking at one from high school with Baekhyun and Hyunsik.

“So, what are you doing here exactly?” Kyungsoo said, sitting across from Jongin on the bed.

“I’m.” Jongin breathed in a large breath of air. “Apologizing. To you.”

Kyungsoo snorted in reply, Jongin was this ready to take it back until he was face to face with the girl, They had only been fighting for a week, but Jongin missed seeing her close up. Even with her hair still semi-wet and a bit frizzy, she was easily the most beautiful girl in the world. Jongin couldn’t help himself. He slowly leaned in and waited for Kyungsoo to push him away. Their noses were touching, as Jongin waited for someone to do something. Before Jongin could close the small space between their mouths, Kyungsoo already did.

He knew he missed Kyungsoo’s plush lips over his, but he never realized how much until now. He brought his hand and threaded it through Kyungsoo’s hair, to support her head as he began to kiss her harder. The couple was kissing for what seemed like hours, when Jongin leaned Kyungsoo down and hovered over her.

“So are we cool?” Jongin asked while kissing Kyungsoo’s neck. “Just like that?”

“I think you’re still an idiot for breaking up with me over a dress, but yes we are.” Kyunsgoo wet her lips before kissing Jongin again.

“You agreed to it!” Jongin moaned as Kyungsoo nipped at his ear. She laughed against it, and God, he missed her laugh so much.

“I’m sorry for calling your mom and asking if she dropped you on the head as an infant.” Kyungoo said between feverish kisses. Jongin laughed as he pinned Kyungsoo back down.

“Sorry for flirting with that coffee girl and calling you colour blind. Sorry for being the one to actually say the words ‘let’s break up’. It'll never happen again. You know how I get. I always think I’m right and I still think the dress is black and blue.” Jongin said as he pulled the shorts and down Kyungsoo’s thick thighs.

“It- I’m pretty sure it’s black and blue.” Kyungsoo shakily as Jongin began to massage circles on her thighs. Kyungsoo shuddered as Jongin’s hands hovered over . But the boy quickly retracted it when he broke out of his daze and heard what Kyungsoo said.

“Wait, seriously?!” Jongin said, sitting straight up and looked on the ground for Kyungsoo's laptop. The girl groaned as she brought her underwear and shorts back up.

“Are you kidding me, Jongin?! You can’t stop when we you were just about to go down on me. We haven’t had in a week. And that was angry break up !”

“Which was actually really awesome by the way.” Kyungsoo agreed to Jongin’s statement and reluctantly gave a boy a high five.

“So why is it black and blue? Show me the proof.” Jongin asked, looking up at Kyungsoo’s blush face and swollen lips. , maybe he should’ve asked AFTER, they did it.

“Apparently ... according to a video from the creator of the dress... It’s black and blue and the reason some of us see it as white and gold is because of our colour perception, and our rods and cones. Obviously I knew about that last part, but I was hoping the dress was still originally white.”

“But I was right?” Jongin asked giddily. Kyungsoo groaned and nodded unhappily. “So, what do I get for winning?”

“You can either walk out of my house, and go home with your and beat off alone. Or you can take that smile off of your pretentious face and I could blow you. I think I’d choose the later or my dad would kill you before you even make it home.”

“I’ll take the second option.” Jongin said as he leaned in to softly peck Kyungsoo on the lips.

“Smart boy.” Kyungsoo murmured in Jongin’s ear as she began to lower herself down on the boy.

“Smarter than you.” Jongin breathed jokingly as Kyungsoo pulled down Jongin’s sweatpants. She immediately cupped the boy’s , hard. “What did you say?”

Jongin quickly yelped in the pain/pleasure Kyungsoo was giving him, while she was merelyattempting to castrate him.

“Nothing! I love you!!” Jongin cried as Kyungsoo stopped palming him harshly, and began to laugh.

“I’ll pretend like you didn’t say that, but I love you too.” Jongin weakly breathed a "thank you" and he really meant it. They were young and in love. They were bound to get into stupid fights but at the end of the day, even with how stubborn they both were. They would never stop loving each other.