"You look like you've seen a ghost"
"What the he-" I jump at Yeomjun's voice.
"Wow, you almost cursed. I am impressed" he chuckles.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
We were both standing in the back alley of the building. There was a street light in the corner, just enough to give a dim glow to the pavement beneath.
His skin glowed and his dark hair made just the right shadows to add mystery to his features.
All of it made him look unearthly.
"Can't stay away from me, can you?" He Snickers and I scoff.
"Of course it is my fault to think we can have one normal conversation. Of course we can't" I shake my head and turn to leave.
I heard footsteps approach me rapidly when he grabbed my hand from behind and pulled me back.
"Yah! What are you doing?" I ask angrily.
I am not sure what or who I am angry at.
I am not sure what I was expecting when I found Yeonjun here and I wasn't sure what I was expecting when I asked him a question.
I was already in a daze with all of drunk Beomgyu talk and I came here to clear my head a little bit then why was he here messing up my thoughts more?
Why am I so confused when it comes to Yeonjun?
"You wanted to have a conversation with me?" He asked softly, a stark contrast to my angry yell.
"What?" I look at him like he is two steps behind in the evolution tree.
"You said you were wrong to think we can have a normal conversation. You want to have a conversation with me?" He tilts his head to the side and observes me.
I must be wrong but it almost feels like he is confused or even surprised at the idea that I would want to have a conversation with him.
I mean... Yeah we have a rough history of unfortunate events but is it that surprising?
There has been multiple time were I feel like we've shared a moment that kind of makes us more than just acquaintances.
I think we're bordering on fried even.
What was I thinking being friends with Choi Yeonjun?
"Talk" he says, still holding my hand. I wiggle my wrist but his grip tightens just a tiny bit, a subtle way of letting me know he is not letting go.
"What are you talking about? You did not even drink, why are you acting drunk?" I ask.
"You wanted to have a conversation so talk" he shrugs as if it is completely normal for me to make small talks right now.
"Here? In this dark dingy alley?" I ask and he nods in thoughts and starts pulling me away from the alley towards the back.
"Where are -"
"Let's sit here. Now you can talk" he sits down on a bench in the bus stand right behind the karoke building.
I stare at him, try to find a condescending look or a smirk that he is pulling a prank but he is not.
He is as stoic as a statue as he waits patiently for me to start the conversation.
I sigh and take a seat next to him.
There is no way out of this. I got myself in it.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him, repeating my initial question that started his whole bickering between us.
"I told you before. You forgot. I came here to smoke" he shrugs and I make an 'o' with my lips.
Yes, he told me.
Between my conversation with Beomgyu and feeling clusterophobic and coming out, I forgot about Yeonjun.
"Yes. Do you smoke often?" I ask filling in the gap of silence.
This is hella awkward and I am not sure what is going on here.
"Only when I am stressed".
"There are other ways to cope with stress"
"Like what?" He looks amused.
I shrug.
I don't have a definite answer for him. I deal with stress by over working myself to the point of exhaustion so that I don't have the energy to think about the matter that is stressing me.
Usually it works for me but that is not something I want to say to him.
"I don't know. Paint. Dance. Workout. There are a lot of ways" I suggest him and he smiles.
"How do you handle your stress? Or are you so organised that you are never stressed?" He asks and I look at him pointedly.
"I have a lot of reasons for stress" half of which at the moment were somehow related to Royals.
"Your looks tell me that I am one of the reasons for your stress" he runs his knuckles over my cheeks and it catches me by surprise.
The touch is suspiciously light as a feather.
I would rather expect him to flick my forehead than this soft touch.
"Well being with you and your friends does attract a lot of attention" I say friends instead of brothers because history taught that he does not like Soobin being called his brother. He tolerates Beomgyu as a brother but definitely not Soobin.
"That it does. Especially when you're dating the future face of the Choi Group" he lets out a bitter laugh and drops his hand.
My cheeks feels unaturally cold with his hand but my shock is enough to overcome that.
"What do you mean by that?" I ask him agitated.
Who am I dating?
He looks at me with one raised eyebrow.
He is studying me for a reaction but I am at loss here. I am not sure what he means by this.
Is he referring to Soobin? He must know that it was just to convince me to forgive Taehyun.
He cannot think there is something going on between Beomgyu and me. Surely not. He is like an annoying brother to me. I am sure he will agree.
And...Yeonjun? He cannot possibly think there is a possibility between him and I.
He is not that delusional.
He does not like me at all. His feelings towards me probably border hate.
When he doesn't get the reaction he is hoping or searching for he sighs, slightly disappointed.
"Soobin and you. You're dating right? The words are already out. Watch out for all the coniving leeches who wants a piece of the Choi family. You'll be their first Target" he turns so that he is facing forward.
A bus arrives on the stop, a few people get down and then the bus leaves.
There is a heavy silence between us.
"Soobin and I are not dating" I say after a long stretch and he turns to give me a look. He doesn't believe me.
I am not sure why his look hurt me more than the embarrassment I feel while telling him about it.
"I thought you knew. Taehyun said some hurtful things and then Soobin asked me to meet him. He basically apologized on Taehyun's behalf and it wasn't a dat-"
"What did he say?" He asks breaking my flow. I shake my head as if that issue not important. It is not.
"Tell me - what did Taehyun say?" Yeonjun holds my hand and gives it a squeeze. It is in no way uncomfortable or painful, rather reassuring.
"He basically insinuated that I am one the leeches you mentioned a few minutes back and I am playing around to see which brother I can bag" it is my turn to let out a bitter laugh.
I started him to see his expression. His eyebrows are furrowed together and his lips are strained into a line. His eyes are hard and his pupils, slit like.
He looks angry.
I must be mistaken. He is not angry for me. Maybe he is angry at the possibility of Taehyun thinking I have a chance with him.
Yeonjun would definitely consider himself out of my league by 100 miles.
"His words don't matter to me anymore. It affected me then but I realised I am here for just two years. Even less now. I cannot convince everyone about my intention and I don't want to either" I shrug.
"Royals High is an opportunity of a lifetime and I have to make the most of it for my future, so that I can get into the college of my dreams and I can do everything I want in life. I have a lot of responsibilities that I need to take care of and this schools allows me a stepping stool to get ahead. I will use it" I continue when he keeps staring at me.
"That does not mean I will use people. That is not like me. Beomgyu is the first friend I made in this new school and he made me feel comfortable when I didn't think I could. Soobin, no matter what your equation is with him, he has always been kind to me and for that I am grateful to him. And you-" I point at him and laugh a little because I am not sure where I exactly stand with him.
"With you, Choi Yeonjun, I have always met you at unfortunate times but with everything that has unfolded till now, I would like to believe I have peeled back some of those pesky onion layers. Who knows if thiss continues, one day we'll even be friends" I say and get up, his hand slipping form mine.
"Come on now. Let's go. It's getting late and they're probably wondering where have we been" I stare at him as I take a few steps back.
"Watch out!" Yeonjun yells and jumps. He pulls me back to him just as a bus comes to a stop at the stand.
Unfortunately, I don't hold my balance well and my body intertia is still in motion when he pulls me towards him.
Even when I should stop and find my footing, my body keeps moving, falling, slowly.
He tries to catch me, his eyes wide as he realises it is too late. He cannot stop me from falling and more unfortunately I am taking him down with me.
He falls first, breaking mine, a big 'oof' leaving his lips.
But my lips do not find a sound to let out. It does not make a sound as I fall on top of Yeonjun.
My lips find his cheeks, just shy of his lips and plant them there as I lay on top of him.
"Oh my god!" I squeal and try to get up but I look like a baby walrus learning to walk for the first time.
"Wait, slowly. You're going to crush me otherwise " Yeonjun says, still laying on the pavement but he does not look at me.
His face is bright pink and I am sure it is not from the chilly autumn air.
I definitely look the same if not worse.
I don't listen to him as I somehow scramble to get up on my feet.
I don't listen to him yell my name as I scurry away from the scene.
Anywhere, away from him.
A/n: Hello lovely people! Finally managed an update. I wrote this entire chapter on my phone and on the Wattpad app so no error check what so ever. There might be more typos than usual but thank youf or bearing with me.
Also, this might be my new favourite chapter. Let me know what you think of this chapter â¤ï¸