“My hand is cold.”
“What the hell are you doing here, Jerk?”
“Waiting for the bus at the bus stop, what do you think? Do I look like I’m doing some kind of sick satanic ritual here?”
“Of course no. Because you are the satan.”
“I’m not even sorry.”
Namjoon snorted as Chan threw her hands in the air with the most nonchalant expression on her face. He took a few steps away to keep a distance between him and Chan, his everlasting enemy.
Their moms are best friends since they were on high school and they live next to each other’s house, but they can’t stand peacefully for a minute together without wanting to kill each other. Namjoon was born genius and Chan is a high achiever. The fact that she has to be satisfied by sitting on the second place right after Namjoon only makes her hate him more and more. Also, Namjoon enjoys the times when he could tease and make fun of Chan to death.
The October air is colder than Chan expected. She shoved her hands into the pockets of her jeans to keep them warm while waiting for the bus as well as Namjoon.
“What the hell-” she hissed as she saw Namjoon taking a step closer. One step, one step again, one step again, again until there are only two steps left between them. “What exactly are you doing, Kim Namjoon?”
“Standing beside you, why are you so stupid?” he asked back sarcastically and she only rolled her eyes and said,”Oh, really?”
“Hey, Chan,” Namjoon called. “Give me your hand.”
“What? Hell no, why would I give my precious hand to an evil human being like you?” Chan said as she looked away.
“Just give me your hand,” he repeated. “I promise I won’t do something bad- Or maybe nasty.”
“How would I know if you’re not hiding a knife inside your pocket and ready to cut my hand if I give it to you?”
“Jesus, Choi Chanri. You are so childish! Why would I do something that’s completely illegal in public place? Just give your goddamn hand already or I will pull it out from your pocket forcefully.”
“No- Ouch! Kim Namjoon, what the heck?!” Chan slapped Namjoon’s arm the second after he literally pulled her hand forcefully. “Geez, I have to wash my hand with holy water after this.”
“Tck, you’re so dramatic. Do I look that satanic to you?” Namjoon rolled his eyes as he slipped his long fingers in the spaces between Chan’s tiny fingers. “Your fingers are so tiny, are you sure you’re 18, Chanri?”
“I don’t need your insult, Butthead,” she said as she tried to pull her hand, but failed since Namjoon has much more strength than her. “Why are you holding my hand like this?! Your hand is so cold, I don’t like it.”
“That’s it, Chan,” Namjoon said with a grin on his face. “My hand is cold. Maybe I could warm it in your tiny hand.”
LONG TIME NO SEE, LOLOLOLOL!!
I BROUGHT BACK EXTRA CHEESE FEATURING THE PERVERTED SMART-ASS KIM NAMJOON AND THE INNOCENT LITTLE CUPCAKE CHOI CHANRI ^^
This blog has been abandoned for centuries and finally I have some time to write again 😄
Last, hope ya enjoy!!