He fell
asleep. You watched him breathe in a consistent fashion as he rested his head
on the table, whilst hugging his bag. His face, freckled and rosy, flushed in
pink. Such innocence trapped in a 19-year-old body. Just when you moved on bit,
he suddenly bore a smile on his face. His thick pink lips curved, portraying a
smirk. Your eyes were fixed on his eyes. The way his long eyelashes curled in the
prettiest manner, like his brown-ish black hair. Just when you were about to
push away the strand of hair from his face, his big, round eyes greeted you.
Shocked, you quickly took your hand away.
“Were you
watching me sleeping?” N asked groggily.
He sat up
straight and rested his chin on his right hand whilst looking at you. Oh God,
he is perfection. You didn’t even manage
to process what he asked and ended up staring at his face. Maybe not staring.
You were observing his face. The structure, his facial features, his lips. His
lips were plump and perfect. They kept moving in slow motion. You then realized
that you have been staring for way too long when you read his lips calling out
your name.
“Sorry N. I was… spacing out,” you apologized then looked away.
“Yeah, but…
I know I’m that good looking but you
didn’t have to stare me like that,” he joked.
There he
goes again. N loves to emphasize on how good
looking he is to you. As if you didn’t know how perfectly structured and
handsome his face is. He was your ideal type in terms of looks and personality.
“Yeah
right, good looking!” you lied.
He suddenly
came closer to you. His breath felt hot on your skin. Both of you made eye
contact.
“Am I good
looking now?” he asked.
“How about
now?” he asked once again as he got closer.
His black orbs looked into yours for the longest time
possible. You held your breath. You have never gotten a close-up look of him
before. He then broke into an eye smile and backed away.
“Chill! I was just joking. Oh, are you having a fever or
something? Your face is all red,” he asked with worried eyes.
“I’m fine, really. You want to go and grab lunch?”
“Wait, it
is lunch already? Damn… Okay, let’s go!” he stood up then pulled your arm.
N is your sunbae in class. He joined
your class for a special elective class. Just when you entered class, you were
in awe by him. He was very good looking in your eyes. When you got to know that
you were in the same group as him, you got even more excited. That was how you
started off being friends, as teammates. As your friendship grew, you began
developing feelings for him. He was the one.
He was the kind of guy you wished to have as your boyfriend. Unfortunately,
things didn’t go your way. He never looked at you the same way you did. It
hurts you on the inside when he tells people that you were like a little sister
whom he has to look after. It is definitely something you don’t wish to hear
from the one you really like. You always hoped that one day; he will look at
you that way.
A little something I wrote kekeke~ (I just wrote N cos I can't think of a nice guy's name that starts with N.) (But not to be confused with that idol whose name is N if I'm not wrong?) I had used this chunk as an inspiration for my WINNER's Nam Taehyun scenario. Anyways, ENJOY~!
