Twenty Seven – The Jealously

Ahyoung’s point of view

I woke up right before the midnight because I remembered about my papers. The deadline is tonight at midnight, and here I am; losing all my energies because Jongin really ed my brains out. I tried to walk to my desk and the laptop – the wallpaper is my photo with Jongin when we graduated from high school.

That time when we were still naïve and very young, when the only one we knew are our (not so) innocent love. Gosh, I miss that time when Mark and Miyoung are still alright, and when there are no Chanyeol and Sehun in my life.

That life wreckers. I don’t know why should Jongin have hot bestfriends? I mean… who wouldn’t be lured by Park Chanyeol and Oh Sehun?

Email sent.

I couldn’t sleep anymore and just looking at our old photos instead. He’s still the same Jongin as now, but he’s getting better I think? He had so many girls around him back then, but he just admitted that he didn’t have at all after he broke up with me six months ago. I believed in him since he has always been honest (sometimes) anyway.

Walking to the kitchen with my sore thighs (because Jongin really did rough) to make some coffee, I sat by myself and drink. Jongin’s such a lazy and heavy sleeper, he wouldn’t even move an inch even if there’s an earthquake when he’s sleeping.

Yeah, he’s that deep.

But I can’t blame him for being a heavy sleeper. Sometimes when he had a full schedule, he couldn’t sleep for more four hours per day and it hurts me a lot. When he came back from work, he’d show me the extremely tired face but still trying to smile and tell me that he’s okay.

That’s why I love this hardworking guy so much to the extent that I think… I can’t live without him?

When I checked my phone, there are so many messages from Sehun – saying that he’s waiting for me. Shoot! I totally forgot about him. Right, I will apologize to him today at class.

“Where’s the shirt that I left here last week?” he’s basically messing with my clothes just to find one damn shirt that he left when he was sleeping over last time.

“Can you just find it by yourself and stop throwing my clothes! I’m not your Mom, Jongin!”

Right after we arrived at the university, we waved at each other because our classes are different. We are even in a different major. Oh, yeah. Sehun’s already there sitting while reading a book by himself. He smiled when he saw me.

“Hey, where have you been?” he asked.

“I’m sorry about yesterday, Sehun.”

But he smiled, again. “It’s okay I’m not going to disturb you and Jongin anyway. So, where’s my book?”

“Here,” I gave him the book and continued looking at his face. I swear if I never met Jongin, I would find this guy and confess to him. His eyebrows and his outfits are always on point – and don’t forget his small red cherry lips.

“Stop looking at me, Ahyoung-ah. Jongin will peel my skin alive.”

“I’m…, I’m not looking at