FINAL (1/2)
“Yah, Oh Sehun! Put me down!” you demand, hitting his back but he continues to stride forward, carrying you over his shoulder as though it’s the most normal thing to do. “Oh Sehun we look very stupid right now.”
“No, you look abusive. I probably look like I have super strength and endurance for pain,” he says with a soft chuckle. You frown and stop your repetitive hitting. Does he not feel anything at all?
Then, you cross your arms, both halves of your body dangling on either side of his body. “Fine, save me the walking distance.” You huff out a breath of annoyance and glance back, realizing something: You are in the most awkward position ever. You start hitting his back again. “Oh my god, Sehun put me down this instant!”
He sighs and gives your butt a pat. With a click of his tongue, he says, “Stop moving!” And you did. Because he just hit you. On your butt.
You’re about to freak here. “I am about to freak here,” you tell him honestly, as calm as you can, suppressing your inner crazy self. “Okay, Oh Sehun you did not just—“
“Oh, yes I did.” He turns his head slightly to his right, where you’re hanging, and looks back to the front with a smirk. It’s just something you and Sehun shares as best friends; the both of you somehow read each other’s mind. But Sehun does a better job at it though. “And I am not afraid to do it again. Because you’re mine.”
You freeze after hearing that. Snapping back into your senses, you start struggling again, wanting him to just put you down. “I want to be back onto the ground, thank you very much! And don’t you forget, I have a crush on—“
The sudden bending of his body towards the front and a grab on your waist, putting you down, catch you off guard. You blink up confusedly at him and he steps closer. “Your crush on Luhan? Oh, I remember.”
You gulp, eyes locking into each other’s. His stare is intense and you can’t help but feel nervous. “Y-yeah, so don’t say that again because it makes me uncomfortable.” There is a moment of silence and you slowly look away, not wanting to meet eyes with him anymore. “And I don’t want to feel uncomfortable because you’re my best friend. My only best friend. It would suck.”
You feel him coming closer, if that is even possible, because the distance between the two of you is already almost non-existent. “Are you sure about that?”
“A-am I sure about what?”
He tilts his head slightly. “That you have a crush on Luhan.”
You snap your head up to him. He. Is. Too. Close. But you don’t look away. “Of course! I mean, why wouldn’t I? He’s perfect. He’s… perfect…” you trail off, suddenly not sure of what to say.