You closed your eyes and leaned your head against the headrests of the seat in your car. The engine of your car was still running and you knew you should turn it off but you were too tired to even care. Your radio was playing and you wanted to turn that off too because it had been playing commercials for the past five minutes and it was getting extremely annoying, but you couldn't even bring yourself to open your eyes. Everything seemed to hurt. It started from the pain in your chest that had refused to go away for the past week, over time the pain seemed to branch out till everything hurt. You didn't know that your feelings over a certain boy could make you feel this way, especially since this certain boy was also the source of your happiness most of the time. Maybe it was because he was the densest person you ever met and never caught onto any of the hints you sent him. But maybe he had been getting the hints and just didn't feel the same. The thought makes you squeeze your eyes shut and the uncomfortable ache in your stomach to get heavier and painfully tighter. The commercials stop and a song starts to play over the radio, it's enough for you to open your eyes and slam your hand on your dash to turn it off. Love songs were the bane of your existence at the moment and the last thing you wanted to hear. When the radio was no longer playing your harsh breathing becomes more prominent in the now soundless car.

For the past month about once a week, this same thing would happen. You would get home from hanging out with him and it always started with the ache in your stomach. It would grow and grow and leave you to the point where you were gasping for breath. It would get to the point where you felt like you couldn't breathe and would end with you sobbing in your car painfully alone. You could feel the sob in your throat threatening to come out. You were about to let it out when a knock on your window interrupts you. Your jerk your head to your window and your puffy eyes meet your best friends dark gaze. His soft lips form your name as he continues to lightly knock on the window of your car. You take a deep breath and roll down the window.

“What are you doing here Jisung?” You ask the boy a bit harshly. His worried face contorts to shock at your words. You regret what you say when you see his face.

“You left your book at my house, I knew you would want to read it tonight so I came to give it to you,” Jisung brings his hand up and your book into view. It was your book, and you had indeed planned on reading it tonight. Your heart contrasts painfully and you can't stop the tears that start to flow down your cheeks at his kindness. You bury your head in your hands and begin to sob.

“Y/n! Was it something I said? I’m sorry, please don't cry,” One of Jisung’s hands reaches into your car and starts to pet your head softly trying to comfort you. It just makes your sobs worse. Jisung was always there for you. From when you were kids and you would scrape your knees on scratchy pavements, to when you only got a participation ribbon in your science fair to when your first boyfriend had dumped you for his ex. You loved Jisung more than you ever thought was possible. Jisung continues to pat your head and whisper encouraging, “It's okay”s to you. Slowly your sobs begin to fade.

“Y/n, please talk to me,” Jisung says to you softly. His voice was soft and soothing, it was enough to bring you back to earth.

You lift your head and look at him. Just looking at him almost made you start crying again. He looked absolutely adorable. His eyebrows were scrunched up in confusion and his lips formed a soft pout. It made your heart hurt seeing him looking worried, especially since you knew he was worried about you.

“Y/n, what's wrong?” Jisung brings his hand up to cup your face and gently wipes off the tears that had gathered on your cheeks.

“Nothing,” You mumble stubbornly your chin trembling.

Jisung lets out an exasperated sigh and rolls his eyes, “Y/n don't be like that, talk to me, please,”

You wanted to just tell him now. To just get it over with and spill your heart out to him, but fear holds you back and you bite your tongue.

Jisung takes his hand away from your face and you miss the coolness it had provided from your burning cheeks. He opens your car door and kneels in front of you and takes your shaking hands into his own. He leans in so he's looking up at you and you're looking down at him from where your sitting in your car.

“Y/n, I'm here okay, I'm always here,” He looks up at you and he brings your hands up to his mouth and plants a featherlike kiss to your trembling hands. His actions make your heart flutter. It gives you the confidence you hadn't had before.

You take a deep breath and you start to talk, “I'm tired Jisung, I'm so tired.”

“Y/n, you know I'm always telling you to go to sleep earlier, going to bed at 3 am every night isn't good for you,” He looks up at you with soft, worried eyes.

“Jisung it's not about that,” You shake your head and squeeze your eyes shut when you feel the slight prick of tears.

“What is it?”

“Jisung, I love you,”

“I love you too, y/n, you know that right?” Jisung brings one of his hands up to cup your face and runs his thumb along your cheek.

“No Jisung, I love you, I love you more than you know,” You shake his hand off your cheek and look away from him. The tears that had been slightly pricking your eyes before were now rolling down your cheek hotly. It felt like your tears were burning your cheeks. The hotness of your cheeks was interrupted as Jisung brought his hand back up to cup your cheek. He slowly brought your face back to face his. He was looking at you in a way he had never looked at you before which made you gulp. Jisung’s hands slid down from your cheek to hold your chin. Your breathing began to quicken as your mind raced thinking how this could end.

Jisung leans in his gaze fluttering from your teary eyes to your pink lips. Your eyes widen at the sight of him gazing at your lips, and if it was possible got even wider when he leaned in and presses a soft kiss to your lips.

You swear your heart skips a beat.

Jisung pulls back but leaves his hand on your chin.

“Y/n, I love you more than you know,” He says gazing lovingly into your eyes.

Your thoughts were flying everywhere.

Jisung. Just. Kissed. You.

Then, you remember the other thing.

Jisung. Just. Told. You. He. Loved. You.

You push away your jumbled thoughts and cup the sides of Jisung’s face and act on impulse. Your eyes flutter shut as you bring your lips to his for another kiss. It was soft and slow, and absolutely beautiful.

You both pull away grinning like idiots. Jisung was looking at you now with a new light in his eyes that takes your breath away.

“I thought I was going to have to live the rest of my life being in love with you while you went and fell in love with some other guy,” Jisung breaks the silence and says breathily. He brings his hand back to cup your cheek. You lean into his touch and sigh contently.

“I was always sending you hints and flirting with you,” You say and run a hand through his soft hair. You had always wanted to run your hands through his hair but always refrained due to your fear, but nothing was holding you back now.

“I noticed that, but then you would do the same things to Chenle and Jaemin,” He scrunches his nose up adorably.

“I only did that to see if you were jealous!” You laugh and playfully hit his shoulder.

“I hated it, I was very jealous,” He answers and you stare at him shocked.

“I never knew,”

“I'm an actor remember?” He winks at you. You can't help but laugh at how cute he was. He looks at you his hands still cupping your cheeks. You both stay where you are staring at each other.

“That really just happened,” You breath out looking from Jisungs lips to his eyes.

“It did,” Jisung says and licks his soft lips.

“I want to do it again,”

“Me too,”

The rest of the night you both share kisses and laughs until you both part ways to go home. That night you fall asleep for the first time in forever with a smile on your face.

The next morning you wake from a text from Jisung,

so last night, does that make us boyfriend and girlfriend? because I'm not really sure, but i would really like to, you know, date you.

You had never smiled so hard as you respond to him,