"I think that you're sweet like rock candy"

"Warm like beaches that leave me sandy"

"Why, do you leave me with watercolored eyes?"

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"Why're you always doin' that?"

"Playin' guitar while I'm sleepin'"

"Actin' like a brat"

Han Jisung likes to fool around. When he had grown into his features and build, people started to notice him. Not just for his talent, but also for his appearance.

He had flings. He's not ashamed to admit that to his friends, going as far as to describe some encounters he's had. Be it with fans or regular people, Han would talk. Not that any of the other guys pulled their punches. Perhaps its simply a guy thing, to boast about how many people have sucked their dicks.

In any case, Jisung had never seen a problem with it. He had fun, his partners had fun, and then they'd both sign a contract to never speak of it again. Legally binding anyone who got graced with his insane charm first hand to have to keep that secret for the worms in their graves.

He liked to fool around. Or so he'd thought.

You see, Jisung found himself in a bit of a situation. He might, or might not depending on how you view this, be fucked beyond repair. Consider this; you found a kind woman who is considerate and understanding and good in bed, getting to a kind of situationship. Sure, she calls you boyfriend, but in your mind she's not your girlfriend. That's exactly the kind of situation Jisung found himself in.

And that's not all. Because Jackie, as sweet as she was, made him realize something horrendous. He couldn't commit to her. Its not even because of his career, not for his job, not due to anything remotely resembling something valid.

He's just in love with his best friend. There. He admitted it to himself. Han Jisung. In love with his best friend.

And like the biggest loser, he only got the official notification from his system once he'd started something 'serious' with Jackie. Him, in love with the person he'd known for almost a decade now.

He feels so stupid, so dumb. Because he's literally had the love of his life in his arms before. They had kissed, they had to which he'd insisted had always been casual. Like the fucking dimwit he is. Gun to his head and hand over his heart, he'd never thought he'd turn into this kind of person.

He'll break up with Jackie later, just let him have this first, okay?

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