-Jiyeong POV-
It was a normal, depressing Wednesday.
I haven't seen Hoseok in a week, and I kept worrying about the kid. What was up with him?
Then again he was probably with Grace, and the misery drained my curious emotions out of me.
But when I saw him barge into my class that he wasn't supposed to be him, he was alone, and I just sat there, confused as Hell.
"May I speak to Jiyeong?" He asked the teacher, looking at me.
"Make it quick."
He walked over to me, grabbed my wrist and pulled me out.
"Yah!" I shouted. "What are you-"
I was cut off by hips lips. On mine. On the nerd Jiyeong's.
I pulled back after a second. "WHAT THE HELL??"
He stared at me, and smiled slightly.
(A/N: smirky smirk smirk ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))
"Jiyeong.." he breathed. "I... I love you..."
He pulled me into another kiss, and it deepened more and more as the seconds advanced. Our lips moved in harmony, and my mind was refreshed. He put a hand on the wall, next to me, when I stopped, gasping for breath.
"God," he whispered. "You're beautiful.~"
I blushed, and it was my turn to kiss.
Jung Hoseok loved me. The boy I loved, loved. Me. Back.
And it was okay.
Everything was perfect.
But a thought popped into my head.
I pushed back, saying: "Wait. What about Grace..?"
He grinned widely now. "I broke up with her. She was just there to keep me distracted from your... beauty.~" He pouted, ad said in a baby voice: "Now kiss meeee!"
I smiled, and pecked him on the cheek. "It's class time, buddy. I've got to go.."
He made a pouty face, but freed me. "I love you, Jiyeong.~"
"I... I loved you, too."
I walked into class, smiling as if the world was mine.
It was.
~.~
I think the next chapter will be the last.
I'm sorry my raaatttsss. ._. It's just a perfect way to end it.~ I'm sorry this story is so short. BUT I might make a seeeccccooonnndddd if ya want. ^^
love u and byyyyeeee