Things Unsaid [JooMi]
It all started when I first entered high school. I was spending the first little while getting accustomed to my classes, my peers, and trying not to get smushed by the older kids. I had a ton of new friends and I was enjoying my life. Everything seemed perfect. Well, until he came along.
When I first caught sight of him, I didn’t think much of him. He seemed like your average teenager, no one special. Styled hair, modern clothes, decent looking face, not a lot taller than I was. At least that was what I had thought before I really looked at him.
It was an average day and I was on my way to the cafeteria to enjoy a quiet, relaxing lunch after forcing my brain cells into hard labour in order to pass the geography test. I took a sharp turn and bam, walked straight into him. That’s when I first noticed how his shy, sorry smile caught my breath.
After some time, he didn’t look so average to me anymore. His hair was a chestnut brown, kind of long and it covered his ears. His clothing was stylish and complimented his body. And there was absolutely nothing average about his face. He had smooth, fair skin, and a smile that could light up the room. Before I knew it, I was obsessed.
Everything about him drew me in. I knew he was smart since his name appeared on the honour roll. He often played basketball, and he was on the soccer team (which I found out by deciding to watch practice one day). He looked like someone who was not only good looking, but also kind and sweet. Soon, I found out his name.
Lee Joon. It was a simple name, easy to remember, and I was surprised at how red my face went every time I heard it. Before I knew it, I would often catch myself staring in his direction blankly, or trying to find him in a crowd. He was everything I wanted, and it hurt to know I didn’t exist to him. Worst of all, I knew he was graduating this year.
Throughout the course of the year, I tried to find out as much as I could about him. Sure, it may have seemed like a creepy thing to do, but I couldn’t help myself. I spent months planning on what to say to him or how to get his attention, but when things got down to it, I always chickened out. Pathetic.
Too soon came the end of the year. Before I knew it, it was summer and of course, summer meant vacation, which meant the start of the next year, which meant I’d never see him again. On the last day of school, I caught a sight of him before I left. It hurt so much to know this would be the last time I’d see him, but I had to accept the truth. After all, I’d only ever loved him from afar.
After he was gone, I moved on. I had new crushes and whatnot, but I’d still remember him from time to time and I did my best to ignore the pang in my heart when his face drifted into my mind.
Well of course, that was three years ago. I’ve long forgotten my feelings for him and I rarely ever thought of him now. Rarely, not never. I treaded along the sidewalk, a donut in my hand. I had just gotten it and I was just about to bite into it when something caught my eye. Through the window of a small coffee shop, I saw my friend Seungho sitting at a table. I hadn’t seen him in a bit so I went inside, ready for a little chat. “Seungho!” I called, but when I saw who he was with, I stopped dead in my tracks.
Seungho turned around and flashed me a smile. “Hey Chulyeong! Long time no see.” He said. He then noticed the blank stare I was giving to the stranger he was with. “Oh sorry. Chulyeong, this is my friend, Lee Joon. Lee Joon, this is my classmate, Bang Chulyeong, but we call him Mir.”
Joon looked up at me and flashed me a smile. The same smile that made me fall in love with him all those years ago. “Pleased to meet you, Mir,” He said. His voice was low and smooth, and it sent shivers down my spine. I could feel my face grow hot. His gaze lowered to my hand, in which the donut went unnoticed. “Hey, that looks good, mind if I try a bit?” he asked.
“Oh, ah, uh, umm yeah sure” I mumbled and stretched out my hand. His fingers softly brushed mine as he took the donut, and my heart sped up. Dammit, I couldn’t even make coherent sentences around him.
Joon looked at the donut and thanked me, before sinking his teeth into it. I watched him as he chewed slowly, savouring the sweet taste. He swallowed and handed the donut back to me. Indirect kiss! My mind screamed, and I felt my breath caught in my throat. I shook my head. “Keep it.”
Joon smiled. “Thanks. I owe you $2 for this” he responded, and I gave him a forced smile. Suddenly, I got an idea. “How about a hug?” I asked, and was surprised at the sudden flow of courage through my veins. Joon shrugged, got up and embraced me.
I felt as if my heart would explode, for it was beating so fast that I could not contain it anymore. I felt blood rush to my cheeks, and I knew I was the colour of a tomato. As he let go, I tried my best to calm down.
“Uh, I think I should go now. See you two around” I mumbled. Seungho gave me a look. “Yeah, you’ll see me around. Joon’s going back to America tomorrow, and I don’t know when he’s coming back”
My heart stopped. For some reason, I knew this would happen. He moved to America straight after graduating for university, and I wasn’t surprised to hear he was going back. “Oh well, bye I guess” I said, turning towards the door. “Oh and Joon? Nice shoes” I said quickly before exiting the shop. I could see Joon’s smile through the window and I realized that once again, I was in love.
A week later, I dragged my friends Sanghyun and Byunghee to the mall. I needed new clothes. Byunghee had been my best friend all throughout high school, so he knew about my Joon situation. Sanghyun was still a new friend so I had been reluctant to tell him. However, I had asked Byunghee to give him a quick summary.
After an hour of shopping, we got to a shoe store and I began to browse around. Suddenly, I found the pair I wanted. I picked them up, inspecting them closely. They were the exact pair Joon had on the last time I saw him. They were Nike high tops, and they were pure white. I called a clerk over. “Hey, do you have these in pure black?”
Sanghyun and Byunghee were watching me from a distance. “Why does he look so in love with the shoes? They’re not all that great” Sanghyun whispered to Byunghee. The latter leaned in closer.
“Its not the shoes. It’s the memories they hold. Joon was wearing those when Mir saw him last week” Byunghee said quietly. Sanghyun nodded but he still looked puzzled.
“Well then, why’s he asking for those in black” he asked, watching the clerk hand Chulyeong a dark box. Byunghee paused, and shook his head.
“Joon’s were white. My guess is that the black represents Mir’s heart”
A/N: My first JooMi fic :D
Sorry for the bad plot, I was basing it on a dream I had x)
Comments are loved!
Enjoy.
When I first caught sight of him, I didn’t think much of him. He seemed like your average teenager, no one special. Styled hair, modern clothes, decent looking face, not a lot taller than I was. At least that was what I had thought before I really looked at him.
It was an average day and I was on my way to the cafeteria to enjoy a quiet, relaxing lunch after forcing my brain cells into hard labour in order to pass the geography test. I took a sharp turn and bam, walked straight into him. That’s when I first noticed how his shy, sorry smile caught my breath.
After some time, he didn’t look so average to me anymore. His hair was a chestnut brown, kind of long and it covered his ears. His clothing was stylish and complimented his body. And there was absolutely nothing average about his face. He had smooth, fair skin, and a smile that could light up the room. Before I knew it, I was obsessed.
Everything about him drew me in. I knew he was smart since his name appeared on the honour roll. He often played basketball, and he was on the soccer team (which I found out by deciding to watch practice one day). He looked like someone who was not only good looking, but also kind and sweet. Soon, I found out his name.
Lee Joon. It was a simple name, easy to remember, and I was surprised at how red my face went every time I heard it. Before I knew it, I would often catch myself staring in his direction blankly, or trying to find him in a crowd. He was everything I wanted, and it hurt to know I didn’t exist to him. Worst of all, I knew he was graduating this year.
Throughout the course of the year, I tried to find out as much as I could about him. Sure, it may have seemed like a creepy thing to do, but I couldn’t help myself. I spent months planning on what to say to him or how to get his attention, but when things got down to it, I always chickened out. Pathetic.
Too soon came the end of the year. Before I knew it, it was summer and of course, summer meant vacation, which meant the start of the next year, which meant I’d never see him again. On the last day of school, I caught a sight of him before I left. It hurt so much to know this would be the last time I’d see him, but I had to accept the truth. After all, I’d only ever loved him from afar.
After he was gone, I moved on. I had new crushes and whatnot, but I’d still remember him from time to time and I did my best to ignore the pang in my heart when his face drifted into my mind.
Well of course, that was three years ago. I’ve long forgotten my feelings for him and I rarely ever thought of him now. Rarely, not never. I treaded along the sidewalk, a donut in my hand. I had just gotten it and I was just about to bite into it when something caught my eye. Through the window of a small coffee shop, I saw my friend Seungho sitting at a table. I hadn’t seen him in a bit so I went inside, ready for a little chat. “Seungho!” I called, but when I saw who he was with, I stopped dead in my tracks.
Seungho turned around and flashed me a smile. “Hey Chulyeong! Long time no see.” He said. He then noticed the blank stare I was giving to the stranger he was with. “Oh sorry. Chulyeong, this is my friend, Lee Joon. Lee Joon, this is my classmate, Bang Chulyeong, but we call him Mir.”
Joon looked up at me and flashed me a smile. The same smile that made me fall in love with him all those years ago. “Pleased to meet you, Mir,” He said. His voice was low and smooth, and it sent shivers down my spine. I could feel my face grow hot. His gaze lowered to my hand, in which the donut went unnoticed. “Hey, that looks good, mind if I try a bit?” he asked.
“Oh, ah, uh, umm yeah sure” I mumbled and stretched out my hand. His fingers softly brushed mine as he took the donut, and my heart sped up. Dammit, I couldn’t even make coherent sentences around him.
Joon looked at the donut and thanked me, before sinking his teeth into it. I watched him as he chewed slowly, savouring the sweet taste. He swallowed and handed the donut back to me. Indirect kiss! My mind screamed, and I felt my breath caught in my throat. I shook my head. “Keep it.”
Joon smiled. “Thanks. I owe you $2 for this” he responded, and I gave him a forced smile. Suddenly, I got an idea. “How about a hug?” I asked, and was surprised at the sudden flow of courage through my veins. Joon shrugged, got up and embraced me.
I felt as if my heart would explode, for it was beating so fast that I could not contain it anymore. I felt blood rush to my cheeks, and I knew I was the colour of a tomato. As he let go, I tried my best to calm down.
“Uh, I think I should go now. See you two around” I mumbled. Seungho gave me a look. “Yeah, you’ll see me around. Joon’s going back to America tomorrow, and I don’t know when he’s coming back”
My heart stopped. For some reason, I knew this would happen. He moved to America straight after graduating for university, and I wasn’t surprised to hear he was going back. “Oh well, bye I guess” I said, turning towards the door. “Oh and Joon? Nice shoes” I said quickly before exiting the shop. I could see Joon’s smile through the window and I realized that once again, I was in love.
A week later, I dragged my friends Sanghyun and Byunghee to the mall. I needed new clothes. Byunghee had been my best friend all throughout high school, so he knew about my Joon situation. Sanghyun was still a new friend so I had been reluctant to tell him. However, I had asked Byunghee to give him a quick summary.
After an hour of shopping, we got to a shoe store and I began to browse around. Suddenly, I found the pair I wanted. I picked them up, inspecting them closely. They were the exact pair Joon had on the last time I saw him. They were Nike high tops, and they were pure white. I called a clerk over. “Hey, do you have these in pure black?”
Sanghyun and Byunghee were watching me from a distance. “Why does he look so in love with the shoes? They’re not all that great” Sanghyun whispered to Byunghee. The latter leaned in closer.
“Its not the shoes. It’s the memories they hold. Joon was wearing those when Mir saw him last week” Byunghee said quietly. Sanghyun nodded but he still looked puzzled.
“Well then, why’s he asking for those in black” he asked, watching the clerk hand Chulyeong a dark box. Byunghee paused, and shook his head.
“Joon’s were white. My guess is that the black represents Mir’s heart”
A/N: My first JooMi fic :D
Sorry for the bad plot, I was basing it on a dream I had x)
Comments are loved!
Enjoy.