jiung is your best friend..boyfriend..thing. you two have known eachother since birth, throughout all of school, and until now. your friendship was rare, loyal and genuine, maybe too lovey-dovey but it made sense.

today was your birthday. you spent the day with jiung and all of your friends, it was a good day. you both went to his apartment, you practically lived there, but it was always inviting and comfy. “hug? only because it’s your birthday.” he said, as if he was gifting you a million dollars.