3.9

                                    

                                          
3.9
[jisung point of view]
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'jisung!' i look up and see a purple haired boy running towards me. a big smile plastered on his face. 
                          
chenle sits next to me and grabs my hand. 'why are you so excited?' i ask him. chenle laughs. 'did you know that donghyuck and mark are meeting today?'
                          
i raise my eyebrows. i didn't know that. 'they are going to meet?' chenle nods and smiles happily. 'donghyuck wouldn't shut up about it, it was annoying.' i smile at the cute boy. 
                          
'are you hungry?' i ask. chenle nods. 'a little.' 'maybe we can go to the store and get some snacks?' i say. 'and then binge watch movies?' i nod with a big smile. 'whatever movie you want.'
                          
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i grab chenle's hand. 'your hands are so soft.' chenle giggles and puts his free hand against his face. i smirk. 'don't cover your beautiful face.' i grab his hand and look at the beautiful boy in front of me. 
                          
'i'm so happy i found you,' i say. chenle flushes red. 'your so cheesy,' he says. 'why?' chenle giggles. 'do you even remember how we met?'
                          
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i grab my bag and walk away from my group of 'friends'. 
                          
i can't believe they just watched. 
                          
i walk out of the school and sigh. maybe if my parents didn't decided to move, all of this wouldn't have happened. i put my finger against my nose and when i take it back there's blood on it. 
                          
fucking assholes, they think they're better than me, when they're clearly not. 
                          
i put my hand against my nose and try to stop the bleeding. i walk to sun&moon cafe and a few tears escape my eyes. 
                          
i wipe them away with the back of my other hand. i can't cry over this. they're just stupid, nothing else. they don't deserve my tears. 
                          
remember that one time you dropped your ice cream. that was tear worthy. 
                          
i don't notice a boy running my way, so i keep walking. next thing is me lying on the ground. 
                          
'what the heck dude?' i say. i open my eyes and see a purple haired boy lying on my chest with his eyes closed. 
                          
'i'm sorry, please don't be a bully,' the boy says. i smile at the soft voice of his. i can't see his face so i just look at his hair. 'it's okay, maybe you can stand up,' i say. 
                          
'why? it's comfortable.' i snort and the boy lets out a soft giggle. oh my god, his laugh is so adorable. i shake my head and clear my throat. 
                          
'because we're lying on the ground, and people are staring at us.' i look at my hands. 
                          
'and my nose is still bleeding,' i say. the boy stands up immediately and looks at me worried. 'did i make your nose bleed?' he asks. i shake my head. 'no, it was already bleeding,' i say while getting up. 
                          
i look at the boy. he's shorter than me, and he's so adorable. i can't stop smiling. 
                          
the boy points at me. 'your shirt is full of blood,' he says. i look down at my shirt. 'oh.' the boy walks up to me and grabs my hand. 'let me help you,' he says. i look at our hands and become red. 
                          
i cough and try to hide my smile. 'my blood is now on your hand.' the boy stops walking and looks at our hands. then he looks up to me, and then back at his hand again. he lets my hand go and makes a face. 
                          
'that's disgusting.'
                          
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'whatever, you bumped in to me!' i say loudly. chenle shakes his head. 'no, u did,' he says while looking trough the different packs of candy. 
                          
'if you say so, but i'm 100% sure that it was you.' chenle slaps the back of my head. i let out a yelp and look at him. 
                          
'what was that for?' i ask while putting a hand behind my head. 'your so cute that it is unfair,' chenle says while laughing. 
                          
'stop laughing, in the beginning i thought your laugh was cute.' i put a hand on my ear and make a pained expression. 'now i start to think some other things.' chenle slaps me again and i laugh at his cuteness. 
                          
i cup his cheeks and look at the boy. 'but it's okay, i still love you,' i say. chenle giggles and puts his head in my neck. 
                          
i peck his forehead. 
                          
'what about this?' i hold up a box of chocolates. chenle nods and smiles. 'sounds good.'
                          
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[a/n]
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