jun and i were supposed to meet up at a nearby park. so, with my hands full, i scurry out of the coffee shop and i make my way over to my destination.
that is, until i heard footsteps,
and they were yours.
quickening my pace didn't work since you pulled me by my wrist, almost making the cappuccinos topple over.
the street was a bit empty, and i didn't know whether to be happy or scared.
"who's that for?" you asked in a stern voice.
"f-for me-"
"who's. that. for?" you asked once again, however this time you didn't bother to hide your anger.
you unconsciously tightened your grip on my wrist, which made me wince.
but why were you angry?
"jungkook, you're hurting me." was all i said before you let go with a worried and shameful face.
turning on my heel immediately, i speed walk towards the park.
only to have you tag behind me, like a puppy.
how does it feel to be me, jeon jungkook?