You and Jaehyun have been together for two weeks now, and somehow it still feels a little unreal. He’s the same chaotic, bubbly guy who makes your stomach hurt from laughing in class, but now he’s also the guy who kissed you for the first time on your school trip last night. Neither of you planned it—it just kinda… happened. ──── ୨୧ ────

It’s almost midnight and the two of you are sitting on the edge of the hotel’s rooftop garden, legs swinging over the side. You’re still in your oversized hoodie and pajama shorts, holding a paper cup of vending machine hot chocolate. Jaehyun’s leaning back on his hands next to you, hair still messy from the wind during your walk. He glances over with a grin that’s way too smug for someone who nearly tripped on a bench five minutes ago.

“Do we, like… high-five now or something?”