10 minutes later...

The door opening startles me as I was into my video, and I glance up at Joonha. We make eye contact, and he closes the door. "Finally," I rest my head on my hand and look at him, and he licks his lips but does not say anything. He goes up to his chair and sits down, so I focus on my video.

"What are you watching?" he asks me when he dared to ignore me. "Stray Kids videos. Why?"

"I'm gonna kill you," he comes and bends over me, but I do not move, and he goes on top of my body, but I remain on my flat. He does not have an erection anymore. "Look at those dumbasses."

"Shut up," I slap his face in a gentle manner and look at him. "It's my bed. I don't allow you to watch that in it."

"But it's my phone," I keep staring at him, and he smiles. "Look," I point at my screen as soon as one of the members appears. "His freckles are so pretty and cute."

"And his blue eyes are real maybe? Uh?" he asks and crushes me with his weight. "They're not. They're not as pretty as yours," I gaze into his beautiful and naturally blue ones after praising him. "And is he as funny as I am? As smart as I am?"

"Well, he has a deep voice, do you have one?" I find what he will not be able to argue about, but he smirks and glances down at my lips. "No, but I can go really deep if I want to, and I have a big dick."

"You can go really deep?" I raise my eyebrows and slightly turn my body towards his. "Yeah. Do you want me to show you?"

"Yes," I test him and get on my back, causing heavy frictions between our bodies, and he smiles. "Alright, wait," he straightens his back to get on his knees and slides his hands under his t-shirt to undo his belt, but I do not say anything to see how far he is going to go.

"You're not stopping me?" he opens the zipper of his pants, and I shake my head, smiling. "Are you sure? You might not be able to skate if I show you."

"The only one who seems not to be sure right now is you," I remark, and he grabs my legs to spread them. "That means I can take your shorts and panties off, right?"

I suddenly clench my legs and change my mind. "Wait. I thought you'd put it in my mouth," I press my lips together, but he hovers over me.

"Ah yeah, you've been hoping for this in so long, but I'm insecure when it's still soft because it's ugly as fuck, so you need to give me a hand," he smiles, enjoying what is happening. "The one you used when you left the room earlier?"

As if I hit the wrong spot, his confidence seems to vanish, and he pokes his inner cheek with his tongue. "Fine," he moves back and closes his pants, then his belt. "No dick for you," he leaves me and the bed to stand up, and he steps towards his phone. He takes hold of it but comes back again, and he lies down next to me. He also steals my phone.

I never take my eyes off of him and smile without knowing why, but since he is close to me and that I love having him close, I snuggle up against his body and wrap my arms around his waist.

"Can I have your waist?" I mumble and stare at his face while he is watching my video. "Why? I like yours the way it is."

He has no idea how good this makes me feel to hear those types of words from him. "Yours is perfect," I give him the reason, but he turns his head and looks into my eyes. "Yours is perfect too, so stop arguing."

"What if I keep doing it to prove you I'm right?" I lift my leg up to put it over his long ones, and he holds my phone with one hand only to slap my butt with the other. "I'll spank you as many times as I have to."

"Oh, that's so gonna make me stop," I say with sarcasm, and he giggles but gives a squeeze to what he still has his hand on. A vibration on the bed catches our attention, and he gets my phone down to grab his and checks the text he received, but I do not read it.

"Seunggil is going to the skatepark, but Iseul's gonna be there," he sighs and warns me, and I lose the excitement I felt about going there and skating with them. "She never came, so why today?"

"She wanna see us practice for the competition," he types an answer for Seunggil, and I raise my eyebrows. "Are you gonna teach her how to do it if she asks you?"

"No, I need to practice. I can't do it," he does not reply the way I wanted him to, but I do not rephrase my question. "Are we going now then?"

"Yeah unless you wanna stay here a little more," he locks his phone and puts it down on his chest, but since I know how much he wants to be ready for the competition, I move away from him.  "No. Let's go," I get out of the bed, and he follows me, so I take my phone and wait for him. He goes into his closet and gets a black cap out of it, the one I already saw him wearing, then when he has it on his head, he steps towards me, and we both leave the room.

•••

2:10 pm.

"Are you gonna practice too?" he drops his bag on the bench before joining the others, the place being much more crowded than usual. "Yes," I nod and take my skateboard, which he was carrying. "Alright," he fixes his cap but turns around at the sound of Seunggil saying his name. "Hey," he walks up to us, with a girl by his side. I believe this is Iseul. She is exactly how I expected her to be. Petite, skinny, with long black hair, big eyes, and dressed in a very girly way.

He waves at me in a cute manner, so I wave back and smile, but Joonha uses his voice to respond. "Hey," Joonha responds. "Why the fuck is there so many people today?"

"They're all practicing here to get used to it, I guess," he shrugs, not knowing much more than we do. "Hm, probably," my boyfriend peeks at me. "Are you gonna practice on the same pipe as us?" he opens his bag, and I shake my head. "No, I'll stay where no one is. I don't want to be in the way."

"You won't be in the way, don't say that," he takes a bottle out and already swallows some cold water. "I just want to be more comfortable and away from all the pros," I smile but notice Seunggil points his finger at my skateboard. "My sister would cry if she had this."

"Really? Does she like Stray Kids?" I feel some surprise, and his eyes open wide. "Like? Girl, she's obsessed. It's been like a year, she's always talking about that Changbin dude who's buff as fuck, and whenever I pass by her room these days, all I can hear is 'Maniac' playing. This little shit got me addicted to it too," he lights a cigarette up after dropping his skateboard on the ground, and I chuckle. "That means you're gonna fangirl with me?"

"I have a jealous boyfriend, I can't," he smiles and breathes the smoke out. "If I ever start simping over that buff dude too, he's gonna kill me."

I glance up at Joonha after hearing those words but see that he was already staring. "Yeah, you know what that means," he gets me to laugh and grab my skateboard to walk away. "We never talked about this, see you later," I escape, and to my greatest relief, he does not follow me.

•••

3:40 pm.

"Y/n?" a familiar voice pronounces my name, and I gaze up in the direction of it. "Hey, how are you doing?" I stop myself to say hello to Minsu, suddenly remembering the way Joonha called him. "I'm doing good, and you?" he beams at me, seeming happy. "Same. Did you just get here?"

"No, I actually came here, like, thirty minutes ago, but I noticed you were with your best friend, so I didn't bother you," he shyly answers. That is cute of him. "You can come even if I'm with someone else, you won't bother. Don't worry about that," I reassure him. "I'll remember it," he nods and puts his skateboard on the ground. "Are you practicing for the competition?"

"Me? Are you crazy? I'd never participate in any competition, let alone this one. I can barely skate," I laugh at myself, knowing I would never be able to do this. "That's not true, you're good at it," he contradicts to praise me, and I smile. "If you say so. What about you though? Are you in?"

"No, not this year, but I'll work hard to participate next year," he already has plans for the future, showing some optimism. "But will you be there to cheer someone up?"

"Yeah, I'll be here but just to watch—"

"Baby," Joonha interrupts us from afar. "We're taking a break, are you coming?" he makes himself very obvious, and I smile but agree. What a timing. "Well," I peek at Minsu and move away from my skateboard. "Do you wanna come and join us?"

"Sure," he does not refuse, so I lead him towards Joonha and the others. "Is that Joonha?" he assumes from the way he called me, and I affirm, happily. "Yep. That's him."

"I finally see this famous guy in real life," he chuckles since he heard me talk about him many times, and I smile. "We weren't together until two days ago, so that's why he called me baby."

"Ah, I see," he understands, and we reach them, but as soon as I get closer to Joonha, he hands me a Crunky chocolate bar and glances at Minsu. "Thank you," I grab it and leave my skateboard on the floor to pull the wrapping down, and I gesture to Minsu to sit down next to Joonha since it is the last free spot.

"No, I'm fine. Don't worry," he declines and stays by my side, so I look down at Joonha. "It's Minsu," I put my hand over his shoulder, which I can reach since he is not much taller than me. "Nice to meet you," he sets his eyes on him while eating a snack. "She told me you started skating not long ago."

"Yeah, it's all new to me as well, so we both help each other a lot," he tells him what he already knows since I talked about it with him when we were on the phone. "So you're not gonna compete with us next week?"

"No, it's too hard for me," he shakes his head and holds his skateboard in front of his body, but I remain quiet and enjoy my food. Joonha does not question him anymore but glances at me, and I smile but feel Minsu's hand touch my arm. "Hey, I'm going to the restroom, and I'll wait for you where we were skating, alright?"

"Alright, I'll stay a little here though, so tell me if you ever leave," I make sure he does not go away without warning me, and he nods. "I will," he walks away, so I set my eyes back on Joonha, hoping he did not leave because he was not comfortable.

"Y/n," Hyunjin moves forward with his phone in his hand. "I'm gonna get an ice cream, are you coming with me?"

"Yes," I agree and crush the empty wrapping in my hand, and he stands up, so I throw the wrapping out. "Do you want an ice cream?" I ask Joonha, and he nods. "Where are you going though?"

"At the shop right next to the one where you work," my best friend answers him, getting some money ready. "Oh, get me a blue moon one then, baby."

"Alright," I smile and feel the butterflies flutter in my stomach. I am not used to this nickname yet, this feels so weird to hear him call me that without joking. "What about you Seunggil?" Hyunjin asks him, and he shakes his head. "And Iseul?"

"A strawberry one, please," she does not refuse, and he lets an 'okay' out before taking me with him towards the shop. We both leave them, and Hyunjin crosses the road with me, making sure the cars stop for us.

"I couldn't talk about it yet, so now that we're alone, can we talk about Joonha?" he confirms what I assumed as soon as he asked me to go with him and no one else. "Hm. Sure."

"Is your brother aware of it?" he questions me with his first worry, and I nod. "Of course he does. I wouldn't be in a relationship and not tell him about it."

"And is he okay with it?" he carefully checks in front of us while we are walking and having a talk. "He is a bit worried, but he is okay with it."

"And...when did that get official?" he slides his hands in the pockets of his denim jeans. "Two days ago, that's why I haven't told you yet. I wanted to talk about it with you today."

He does not say anything but looks down at the floor, and I keep quiet, not knowing what he is thinking.

"I kinda hang out with him a lot since we often skate together, even when you're not here, so I hope that the person he's been showing will always be the same. He seems to be a good guy, so I feel like I can trust him, but yeah, I hope he won't hurt you but that you'll be happy with him," he shares some support and positivity about it, helping me a lot. "I hope so too. From one I've seen until now, he's a good person, so I hope he won't disappoint me because I'm really in love with him."

"I noticed that a while ago already," he chuckles and exposes the fact I was pretty obvious. "What do you mean? I've never said anything."

"Are you serious?" he does not believe so. "You'd always hope for him to come to the skatepark, and if he was a bit late, you wouldn't shut up about it, and the way you look at him is obvious as fuck, so stop it already."

Out of lack of argument, I punch his arm. "That's not even true."

"Sure," he smiles and stops in front of the shop. He pushes the door and lets me in first, so I enter it and wait for him to go to the checkout.

"Are you gonna pay for Iseul?" I ask him as we both stood behind the people in line. "Well, I hope she's gonna give me the money once I'm back because I'm not her friend."

"I'd tell her if I was you," I grab some cash that my dad always gives me, and I check the price for Joonha's ice cream. "Are you gonna buy your boyfriend's one though? He better pay it as well."

"He'll probably give me the money once he knows how much I paid, and even if I pay for him, it's fine," he shrugs, not minding it, but he does not express the same emotion about it. "You're his girl, and you only started dating two days ago. He shouldn't let you pay for his stuff already."

"Whatever," I roll my eyes and do not care. I know Joonha is not that type of person anyway.

10 minutes later...

"Here," I give Joonha the ice cream he asked for, and he grabs it. "Thanks, how much did you pay?" he releases the anxiety my best friend caused earlier, and I sit down next to him. "Nothing. It was free—"

"Four fifty," Hyunjin dares to speak after getting next to Iseul. "Couldn't you shut up?" I grumble at him, but Joonha chuckles and hands me the money. "You didn't have—"

"Take it," he puts it in my hand and closes it, then he sets his eyes on his ice cream but notices something. "Why is the tip like this?" he peeks at me but smiles, and I pretend not to know. "The guy slightly smeared it by accident," I show some innocence, but he stares into my eyes. "Uh. Sure," he understands I am lying, and without caring about the fact his friends are here, he cups my chin and leans in to kiss my lips with his tongue, gently.

He pulls away, his eyes fixed on my lips, he licks his plump ones and smirk. "Why can I taste my ice cream on you?"

"I don't know," I do not shy away once he makes eye contact. "It's probably the air that blew the flavor against my lips..."

He scoffs but turns his head and licks his ice cream. I only wanted to taste it, I never tried this flavor before. "Bro..." Seunggil groans. "I'm so fucking scared about the competition...I don't want to do it anymore."

"Shut up. You're gonna do good," Joonha cheers him up in his own way. "You're not a pussy. Are you?"

"I am," his reply gets me to laugh. "That's why I'm so cute and fluffy."

Joonha smiles but slides the ice cream into his mouth to eat more of it, grasping all my attention with his lips. "Then you're a courageous pussy who wouldn't be scared to fight a big dog. Alright? You're gonna be amongst the best ones anyway, so stop worrying."

They have such a way to encourage each other.

"Yeah, I'll try," he runs his fingers through his silver hair and bends his head back to close his eyes, and Joonha gazes at me. He brings his ice cream to my mouth, and I eat some of it. To my greatest surprise, he does not make any sexual comments but moves it back towards him to share this sweet together.

•••

5:10 pm.

"See you," I wave at Minsu to tell him goodbye, and he does the same, and Joonha walks forth to leave the skatepark, holding my hand and taking me with him. He intertwines our fingers, and we both head back to his house.

"Are you mad?"