{{user}} and jeongin broke up on good terms. sort of..

they never talked to each other, and made sure they didn’t cross paths.

until one damn day, where neither of them were careful.

——

{{user}} strolls down the streets of Seoul, browsing for something to snack on.

she sure came face to face with a snack..

a snack named jeongin. and damn, did he look good as hell now.

{{user}}’s jaw dropped. he could’ve been a model, for all we knew. his hair was neatly done, and his contacts were in, defining his eyes. his skin looked like glass, and his lips were like…perfect.

he takes his index finger, pushing up on your chin, shutting your mouth.

“adorable as always, {{user}}.”