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4 more days
i wandered through the grocery store, checking items off my list and getting as much things as i needed. after i'm finished killing jaeyoon, i have to lay low for a while, so i needed to stock up.
"okay, now i need pears." i said to myself as i looked down at my list, pushing my cart. i looked through the aisle for canned pears, only to discover that it was on the top shelf. i groaned slightly as i tried reaching for it.
fuck my height.
my fingers tips were almost touching the can, i didn't want to jump because i didn't want to knock anything else over and draw attention to myself.
i was on my toes as i reached further, holding my breath and hoping not to make the wrong move. my struggling stopped as i saw a large hand grab onto the can.
my breath hitched as namjoon gave me his dimple smile, holding the can of pears in his hand, "having trouble?" he chuckled.
i rolled my eyes, taking the canned pears away and throwing them into my cart, "thanks." i mumbled. i began to walk away, but he followed beside me. he looked at my cart, "grocery shopping. you sure are buying a lot of stuff."
i shrugged, "you can never have too many groceries."
he chuckled lightly. i sighed, "you know, this running into each other thing is getting pretty old."
he furrowed his eyebrows, "we've only ran into each other twice now."
"yeah, and i plan to keep it that way." i scoffed. he pursed his lips as he continued walking beside me, "anyways, do you go to school?"
i scoffed, laughing at the sudden question, "no i don't go to school."
"then what do you do?" he asked. i licked my lips as i tried to come up with something quick, something he'd believe. "um, i'm an accountant." god, something he'd believe callista.
he laughed, "an accountant? how'd you get that job?"
"my cousin got me the job, he's the manager." i responded. he nodded his head, "that seems like a good job i guess."
"it's nothing compared to being a barista." i laughed. he grinned, how could a man be that handsome? he had absolutely no right.
"so um, i kinda have a question." he said. "what is it?" i asked.
"so, you know how you said that i wouldn't want to get to know you?" i nodded my head in response. "well, i just wanted to know why. because, you seem like a great person and you're fun to talk to, i don't understand how anyone wouldn't want to know you."
i sighed, how do i explain this without actually explaining it?
"my life is very complicated," i said. "i...struggle a lot, and it causes me to be a certain person that i don't want to be. i'm so busy that i can't keep friends, hell, i can't even keep family...but, i just don't want to disappoint you. there is...a painful...side of me that, i don't want anybody knowing about."
he shook his head, "wouldn't you try? try to keep at least one friend?"
i sighed, "namjoon...i don't know...aren't there other people that you could be friends with?"
he laughed, "maybe but, the universe had made me run into you two times this week, i trust that the universe knows what's in store for me."
well the universe is fucked then.
"namjoon-"
"come on," he smiled. "can we try being friends? at least for a couple of days, and if you don't want our friendship to go on anymore, i could accept it and we would never have to see each other again,"
i rubbed my lips together as i stopped in an aisle to face him. "does that sound like a deal?"
a part of me was telling me to be friends with him, but another part of me was saying that he doesn't know what he's getting himself into and i should walk away. but it's only for a couple of days right?
"deal." i sighed
i already know i'm going to fuck everything up.
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i made up an assignment for one of my classes and i'm feeling very happy and accomplished lol
