#cchomins

☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.

her tiptoe wasnt enough to reach the man, clearly. it was a war between 180 cm and 160 almost 170. on her own two feet with her heel touching the ground her lips would have ended on his chest, near his collarbone, so of course she believed that if she tiptoed shed be able to reach his cheek.

    even better– she believed itd also be cute to close her eyes, immediately assuming the target located would be the actually reached one. she was w r o n g.

her lips touched skin, but her chin graced the man’s collar shirt and thats where she frowned. why would he have clothes so far up? and the top of her head also seemed to have touched something (his jawline, seen from eyes that could actually take in whats going on). she pulled away, eyes open wide and cheeks flushed a deep red to be compared to an apple. ‘  o-oh my god  ‘ she said as her hand moved up to cover her mouth ‘  im so sorry i aimed for your cheek i cant believe i kissed your…  ‘ her words choked on her throat. would he think now that she was that kind of girl? mina would never act like that. she knew she was a decent woman and completely innocent- she admitted being more the cute type than the flirtatious one but yet there she was, and the cards had been played. she had kissed his neck, by mistake, but now she couldnt mend it.

Clueless the entire time of what the shorter figure is doing, the light peck on the neck took Gian by surprised. Instinctively, his frame moved an inch from the female with growing wide eyes landing onto her face. Gian was looking at the hanging sign by the corner of the street, attempting to figure their way back home after loosing touch with the busking city. Albeit started, and speechless from her sudden actions, Gian did kind of thought of the possibility of her doing it. After all, he challenged her once (during the night) while still wearing a buzz.

The spot where those lips graced for a mere second radiated a faint burn ㅡ like a ghost that haunts for another good three second. Gian snatched the awkwardness in the air quickly but emitting a short laugh. His palm covering the spread of grin on his face. He considered the peck to be a nice gesture, though he’d really appreciate more if she at least gave him a warning.

“ You are so random, at times. “ He said, exposing the smile on his face, “ Next time ㅡ if there will be. Tell me, so I can hunch down and then ㅡ  you can kiss my cheeks. “

Myungeun was frustrated she forgot her headphones in her other bag. She hated the buzz that was growing louder in her ears. She had to talk in order to distract herself. In attempt to strike a conversation with the girl who sat beside her as they waited for the bus to arrive, Myungeun suddenly asked, "What is going to be your New Year’s resolution?” 

✬  Making them their favorite hot beverage.