2 WEEKS LATER.
TW: heavy language, sexual acts.
YONGBOK'S POV:
I got home late as hell today. Around 11 pm, my best friend, Han Jisung, invited me to have a drink with him and his little crush, Minhore or something of the sort. I decided to dance instead, being responsible for once. Also including the reason I didn't want to be hungover at work early in the morning. That shit was the worst of the worst. And also, ever since the day that hot-annoying jerk flew through my window. Some weird shit has been happening at work, I always feel like I'm in danger, and have been getting threatened about him more often.
After I took off my shoes at the door step and rushed straight to the shower. I didn't drink but I still smell like liquor. I turned the hot water all the way up, which I never do but I needed to make this smell fade. I never found smelling like alcohol attractive and never will.
After the fact I walked into my bedroom, towel wrapped around my torso with air-dried fluffy hair. I decided to go out and get a late night snack at 7-eleven or somewhere that were open around the time. My hair was not getting comb until I woke up in the morning. I threw on small shorts and my extra large oversized gray comfort hoodie, couldn't forget my white crocs for anything. I figured I wouldn't be needing socks if he coming right back.
I grabbed my house keys and were on my way. I originally wanted Hangulu or Hwachae, I couldn't decide. Most likely Hwachae, it gets me full faster, although, I need to be full of something else right about now.
I walked into a store that were still opened on the corner of my apartment complex and ordered a large Hwachae bowl. With that simple task I were on my way out the door until I was stopped.
"Hey kid. You know a Hyunjin?" Said the taller, than again, everyone's taller me me, I sigh.
"Heejin? Sounds familiar."
"Don't bullshit me, kid." He said and pushed me in the a rack of most likely expired cakes.
"That's not very nice. Watch it you cornball I almost spilled my late night snack." I said drinking the orange juice I included in my order.
The man sighed and put a hand on his ear piece. "This is why I don't fuck with kids." He muttered into the piece.
"I pay my bills, I have my 4 year bachelors degree and everything. Watch who you're calling a kid I work harder than you!" I frowned before walking out. I could hear him smack his head which made me giggle.
My giggle was interrupted by someone, obviously taller than me, pulling me into an alleyway by the waist.
"Can I enjoy my Hwachae tonight sir, I don't know a fucking Heejin or whatever the flip flop his name is."
"It's Hyunjin, Felix." I finally looked at him a bit better and could realize that handsome face from no where.
"Oh hey Mr. popular. Want to explain why IM being threatened everyday about you. I don't even know you seriously?!"
"Well, you wrapping me in bandages was recorded, now it's rumored that you're my secret boyfriend."
"Did they say secret hot boyfriend? Or....?"
"Can you take this serious. No matter what I say to them they won't believe me, but don't worry I'll keep you safe. So for the sake of both of us can you stop being so fucking annoying."
"Right back at you cornball, now let go of my waist before I think you're trying to fuck me."
HYUNJINS POV:
"Right back at you cornball, now let go of my waist before I think you're trying to fuck me." He says looking into my eyes. I almost forgot about how I were holding him and quickly let him go.
"Sorry about that. Wait what-?!"
"Nothing." He giggled.
I smirked.
"I knew you found me attractive." He began to look me up and down with a disgusted look on his face. He takes things too serious but also nothing serious at all. I like that.
"Don't let that get to your head."
"Too late, pretty." I wink at him. Although he shot another disgusted look at me I could see the hint of blush spreading over his face.
"Gross, don't call me that, disgusting."
"You call me handsome."
"I say that to my best friend, get a load of yourself, criminal."
"Whoa criminal? Says the one who's turned on."
"I was turned on before I saw you." He pouted.
"Dreaming of me now?"
He sighed which made me chuckle.
"Hey listen, shit is getting real now that they think you're my boyfriend. So walking outside around this time is now off limits. Especially wearing this, how far they would go can't be put into words, understand?"
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"
I began to look him from toe to head, my, he had well shaved legs, a small cartoonish rose on his right thigh, just below the over sized hoodie that covered him whole. From when I was holding him his waist was small enough to hold onto with one hand, and the fluffy, long, messy hair to top it off. He's standing right in front of me making it seem like I were the one to put him in this state. I swallow the lump in my throat realizing his eyes were following mine waiting for an answer.
"You like what you see..?" He voice became a bit more seductive.
God please, not now.
"Don't look at me like that, it's terrifying." He spoke again, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Shut up, I don't like anything about you. Let me walk you home, it's unsafe."
"If you don't like anything about me why are you worried about keeping me safe?"
"Just shut the fuck up already, let's go."
"Don't speak to me like that, it does something to me."
"You like that shit? What a weirdo. Just come on."
"Hey!" He pulled my arm on the way out of the alley, stopped with his arms crossed. I hummed in response wondering what he could possible want at the moment.
"I don't like the way you're bossing me around. I don't even know you so don't think you're going to come in my life thinking you own me." I smirked at this sentence, getting closer to him lips an inch away from his. He backed into the wall eyes fluttering. I whispered into his ear.
"Way ahead of you. I'll only own you once I'm inside of you. Don't forget you still have a problem down there, I'd fix it if you keep your mouth shut."
He looked me in my eyes, face red, mouth parted. I could tell he were controlling himself. I began to chuckled and roll my eyes. What a needy boy.
"Hyunjinnn! Don't fuck with like that." He whined. For some reason the way he said my name... just forget it.
"Let's go, Felix." He didn't argue this time he kept his head down, fidgeting with his fingers and followed me.