even if you don't say what you want i already know.
words don't come easy.
Everything’s getting out of hand. She’s getting out of hand. I can’t get ahold of anything and I’m left as a bumbling mess because she knows.
She holds my hand when we’re walking through crowds, pulls me to her side in the middle of her conversations with other people, and I find myself playing along and I can’t stop.
“Yongsun-Unnie~”
I feel her hand grab my arm to twirl me around and I break into a waltz. Next thing I know, we’re both dancing together, to the rhythm of whatever it is that’s absolutely electrifying between us.
I accidentally smack her in the face with a waving hand and she stumbles away from me. A mantra of apologies is pouring from my mouth as I desperately try to pull her back to me.
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