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wonwoo sighed as he held his book in his hand and sat down in the library thinking.
though he really wanted to read, many things ran through his mind.
seulgi might take him to court to take him into custody, and exams are rolling in and if he still lives with his parents; he'd probably get yelled at and have things thrown at him. it's not like he minded it though so that wasn't a big concern to him.
he groaned as he tried to read the first page of his book. to maybe clear his mind.
his finger lingered the page:
— entry one
ĕ̶̢͍̭̲͋̒̿̉̂͗̈̉͑̈́̿̂̿͘͜v̴̢̤͈̦͔̙͔͇̭̓͑͊̍̍͌̉͜e̷̢̧̪͈̰̼̻̥̗̠͋̋͐̀͌̔́͛͆̈́̏̒̕͘͘͝n̶̡̧̹͖͈̗̩̫̍ͅ ̶̻͕͌̏̉͒̽͛͋̽͌̾̒̈̎͆́͑͘͝ť̸̡̧̧̛̳̘̙̥̦̜̭͚̫̱͔͎̻͇̭̌̓̊̿̊̽̃̔̈́̔̍̋̍͛́͗͐̅͘̚h̷̢̢̟̜͓̙̖̰́̒̚͜ͅͅe̵̠̘̳̭̮͍̺̻̜͖̻͆͆́̓̈́͆́̀̿̉̓̀́̊͝ͅͅ ̸̮̞͖͇̬͙͉͙̬̹̈̾͆̇̎̃͑̿͛̊̑̎̈́̒̀͛̕͠͝d̶̡̢̨̛̯̼͓̬͈̱͔͙̙̗̠̱̠̼̦̙͇̑͆͜͝͝ȩ̴̜̠̻̗̹̞̌͋͒̆͛͋͋̉̄̈́̏̀̃͂̑̒̌͝͠͝ṽ̷̡̼̮͙̯̻̣̜̘̩̬̥͉̗͓̘̭̑̉͐̈̒́͊̃͌͑̀̀́̀̌̎̄̓ǐ̸̢̟͙̜̰̥̫̰̬̠̗͓͛ḽ̶̜̘̰̗͔̱̹͚͔͚̣̲̳̘̭̱̓̓͌̎͛̅́̄̋͗͑̐̊͜͜ ̵̧̡̡̳͔̘̜̓̓̌̾͑̇͊̄̍̿̈͜w̷͉̓̒͆̍̓̈́͒̎̆̈́̍̀̂́̍̿̈́͊̂â̸̤͎̿͝s̷̠͎̮̩̥̼̮͙͙̠͕̲̠̩̙͐̍̃̀̈́́̈̓͑̎̅́͛̊͑͘̕̕͜͝ ̷̛̳͗̂̇̽̀͆́̋̚ö̴̧̦͓̼̱̣̻̰͈̻̗͙̱́̾̊̇̚͝n̸̛̥̘͒̇̀̚ͅç̸̥̰̹̟̣͚̯̟̠̈́͋̿́̎̄̅͊̈́̀͒̀́̌͜͝ę̵̭͚͎̥̙͑̎̍̄͗͌̄̋̽̆̋͋͛̚͜͜͝ ̷̧͖̱̰̬̱̞͚̥̯͍̟̞͚͎̬̃ͅā̷̘͙̖̪͚̪̬͔̱̫̪̿̆͋̿̿̚ņ̴̥̦̥͍̺̼̲̟̓̓͋̀̍́͂̔̿̿̓́͌̋̈́͆̏͛͆̓͘͝ ̵̢͇̱̥̗̖̬̹̗͂̓̍̆͌͒͛̏́̃͑͑͋̀̀̕͝a̷̘̬̞̯̯̺̜͈̱̟̳̞̱̦̼̤͇̐̐͜ͅn̷̨̹̮̪͈̩͚̰̤̹͈̲͖̩̘̞͇̱͚̞͖̣̒͌̽̈̿̽̔͂͊̽͛́̃͋̍̍̃͒̂̈́̕̚ģ̶̢̢̤̹̙̰͈̲̪͖̩͍͚̬̤͕̟̺̑̀̉̾́͗͜͝ͅe̸̡̨̲̞̯̖͚̭̗̣͈͔͇̬̿͆̇̅͆͑͆̎̈́̀̾̐́͋͒͆͜͜͜͠͝͝l̸̬̮̟͓͚͇͉͕̪̯̘̪̯̤̪͋͂̈́̋͐͐͠ͅͅ.̵̧͙̹̜̭̤͍̜͈̞̰͙̞͔͓̝̜̯̩̞̜̓̿͋
chills ran down wonwoo's spine as the page was more or less damaged and decided it was enough reading for today.
to his surprised a male took a seat next to him, holding his school books and a cup of coffee.
'may i sit here?' the recognizable voice softly whispered as wonwoo slyly nodded, glancing at the newly brown haired male, kim mingyu.
mingyu placed his books and drink down as his eyes glanced towards wonwoo while his face was filled with concern.
'what's wrong?' wonwoo spoke up once he noticed the starring.
mingyu sat down and placed his thumb on wonwoo's cheek, only to stroke it slowly.
'you have a bruise- it always seems like you're getting hurt.' he said worryingly.
wonwoo hissed when mingyu accidentally pressed down on his bruise causing the male the retract his thumb quickly.
'sorry- that must've been weird- i hurt you too! s-sorry' he whispered as wonwoo blushed.
'it's okay... you can do it again.' wonwoo nervously said as mingyu chuckled.
'okay.' he said as his both his hands cupped wonwoo's face under his jaw as his thumbs stroked his cheeks.
he continued to do so as he spoke up. 'so what's up with you getting hurt?'
wonwoo looked down as mingyu sensed his discomfort.
'if you don't want to say so that's okay... i respect you.' he said as his fingers removed itself from his face.
'w-well it's because...' mingyu flinched as someone wrapped their arms around mingyu's neck.
'come on idiot, we have to go to boxing.' seokmin laughed as he ruffled mingyu's hair.
mingyu groaned. 'but i have a soccer gammeeeeeee' he whined cutely.
'but he said today's important! practice ends at 6 and your game starts at 7! ill drive you!' seokmin suggested as mingyu smiled.
'yay! you're my favorite!' he smiled as he collected his belongs and stood up.
'hey! see you around wonwoo!' he said as wonwoo gave him a resting bitch face.
'fuck you.' he muttered under his breath as mingyu already left the library.
wonwoo sure hated how popular mingyu was, but you couldn't blame him. he's everything a friend would want. and he's everything wonwoo wants.
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ahhh i miss writing this! sorry!! ill upload more<333
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