it was a moody autumn morning, sky’s dark grey with clouds, the cement wet, leaves orange red yellow and brown, Jeongin was wearing a oversized dark blue hoodie and sweatpants, a big loving smile of his lips making his dimples pop out of her cheeks, as he stared at Guest who had been on their phone the whole time, Jeongin spoke softly like he always did “you’re so pretty,” he said it and meant every word, as Guest shrugged him off, Jeongin didn’t care, he just cared that Guest was besides him