“Then what was his answer?”

A tiny smile was formed. Recalling the tingling feel inside her stomach. Warm. Her gaze softened, and Yoon Bomi saw this change. There might be no reply yet, but the look her best friend just made had somehow affected her. It had been long time since she saw that soft expression on her, and her heart was easily flattered by only looking at that gesture.

She was in love. Obviously. Bomi couldn’t help but mimicking the smile Eunji formed. It was beautiful, her smile. Thin, and warm. She didn’t even need a confirmation from her, all were seen through her eyes, through the way she looked at her own phone. There might be something there, a text, probably, or his picture, or, whatever it was, the look on Eunji’s face had shown an important thing was kept inside her phone, safe.

Eunji lifted her gaze. “He didn’t answer me.”

Bomi stopped what her doing, startled. “He didn’t?” and standing up, looking confudely at her best friend, walking closer. The frown on her face could tell she believed she had misheard. “He didn’t answer you?”

Bomi saw Eunji nodded, and blushed. Okay. That blush was a good sign. No need to feel insecure. This had invited her mischievous grin, “so, sunbae didn’t answer you but did something else instead? Hm?”

Not only nodding, Eunji also hummed with the sureness. She didn’t hide her embarrassment. Her cheeks flushed even brighter.

“You promised to tell everything, right?”

This, a chuckle was made.

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He smiled, phone was still on his hand, eyes locking at her. He might not be able to see this, but he could sense she was smiling there. And it invited his steps, still with that smile he walked to her. She remained on her place, and yes, he was right, she was smiling thinly under the dark sky.

That smile, thing that warmed his heart, that easily took his attention. If only she knew, Kwon Jiyong never felt this warm inside, by only looking at that smile of her. The anger disappeared, the insecurity vanished, the worries faded away, the question didn’t need answer anymore.

Nothing could describe what Jiyong encountered right now. Never, he imagined meeting a girl could give him this feeling. He was a walking man, a haunting guy, and seeing her standing waiting for him there had given him a reason to stop. Because it was her, what he always looked for. At least, he was sure. At least, he believed on it.

Once he faced her, Jiyong didn’t let word interrupted him, altogether his arms pulled her body. Enveloping her cold figure inside his embrace. Breathing. He could eventually breathe as she reciprocated his hug.

So, she missed him too, now he knew. So, she longed for his presence too, now he believed he wasn’t the only one. So, “Let’s go home, and I’m going to miss you more.” He said on her shoulder. Whispering. And Jiyong could hear she chuckled lightly.

His breath was sounded again.

But contrary to what he said, Jiyong hadn’t released his arms. He missed her already.

“Sunbae,”

“Um?”

“Sunbae?”

A dramatic heave was made, “I know. Just a moment,”

Thankfully, her heart agreed with him. So, instead of breaking the embrace she tightened it. Jiyong smiled even thinner over the act she did. This girl didn’t hold herself now, he thought, and it was definitely not a complaint.

“Eunji-ya?”

“Yes?”

“Jung Eunji?”

She chuckled. “Yes, Jiyong sunbae?”

“Can we have another date tomorrow?”

Her smile lifted. She nodded lightly.

“Good! And a day after tomorrow?”

She bit her lips, didn’t mutter any worn and instead she tightened her arms. Jiyong liked this. The move she made to answer each of his questions. It was way better than words. Believe him!

“Does your leader dislike me?”

Hearing that question her eyes opened. The answer was obvious, although there wasn’t a gut to mutter it.

Thankfully he realized this. Jiyong chuckled instead, calming the younger. “I believe everyone dislikes me. It’s nothing new for me, I can handle it. Don’t worry, I use to it.”

“But … I don’t,”

He pulled away, reaching for her gaze, and there she was, blushing yet looked cutely so brave. His hand walked onto her temple, thumb leaned and softly brushing her hair, “thank goodness,” he said. Leaning closer for a delicate kiss atop her head.

Every time Jiyong kissed her, wherever it was, it felt so soft, so careful. Eunji couldn’t help but wishing for more. He seemed trying to take care of her, and she only realized it today. Maybe it wasn’t only her who had so many thought. Maybe Jiyong too had been thinking what path should they take. She maybe wasn’t sure about this but having this thought had somehow relieved her.

Their gaze met again, and he smiled, so did she. And then, for the first time, she made her way. Tiptoeing, she cupped his cheeks, and a small kiss was planted after, on his lips. So tender, and soft. And the feeling remained long, inside both hearts.

“Let’s go,”

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Eunji could hear Bomi squealing soundly on her bed. Making a weird sound. Being overly hype over the story she told. Eunji, at first, didn’t plan to share this yet, but as things got complicated, and she had been through something hard by hiding this problem, she decided now —she had to let people learn about this.

Bomi was always her first choice. She felt bad, actually, for hiding this story from her. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust her best friend, but the insecurity she had encountered seemed hard enough to be shared to anyone. She didn’t want if her problem became her friend’s problem. Although she learnt back now, that theory was the silliest theory she ever made. Best friend would always there for her, even when her problem seemed unsolved-able.

She should have thought that Yoon Bomi would always have her arms opened for her, for every single hardness she faced. Again, her bad habit blinded her from looking on her surroundings. She should have asked for her help, ever since the beginning.

“No one expected this, Jung Eunji,” Bomi said, exaggerating, her voice was. She walked with the over surprised expression, coming to her. “G-Dragon, Kwon Jiyong, and you. I don’t even know how to exclaim my feel right now,”