[ᴇᴅɪᴛɪɴɢ] 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 || 𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐣𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧

14

NOT EDITED!
✨✨Hii! I'm back!!
After a few days I'm publishing again!! I told y'all it would've been only a few days.
Second semester started and I have the bESt SCHEDULE EVER! I can go home at 1:00pm, almost every single day for this whole sem. Reason? That's because I have a class during lunch period instead and then I have spares in the after noon. How fUN!!
Anyways! I hope you all enjoy today's update!✨✨
~AU👁👄👁

Y/N LEE
"Why's my shirt in there..?" My eyes still widened. I keep blinking trying to see if my fabric on the floor disappeared. Sadly it didn't. I move my eyes to stare at Jeonghan, watching the switch trickle down his forehead. He gulped and closed his bedroom door. I stood in the same position, looking back at the closed the door.

"Fuck... follow me." Jeonghan places his hand on top of my wrist and drags me out to the balcony. He looks around, closing the balcony door and facing me. His face was pale and he had deep dark bags under his eyes. We stood there in silence. I continued to examine his entire features. His lips were chapped, his deep bags under his eyes implied that he had a restless night. His hair was a mess and his whole body was a mess. The hickeys on his neck, the scratches all over his body. It looked like he had just been attacked by an animal. "Look. We need to talk—"

"So was it a dream? Or was it real?" I place my hand over my chest hoping to help my intense breathing. I feel like I just won a marathon? I think I already knew the answer, but I just wanted to clarify. His silence was enough clarification.

My face went pale, my heart stopped beating. I couldn't even properly function. I lost feelings in my fingertips. The first thing that came to mind was
—Yeonhee.

My bestfriend. She was my first and only friend for years. We were practically sisters... And I had just made out with her boyfriend, his fingers penetrated me, his fucking dick touched me. Guilt rushed over me like a fucking tsunami. My heart raced as if I were in a marathon. I couldn't even function properly, all I knew is that I wanted to get out of there. And quickly. Not bothering to listen to the male who kept calling my name, I turned around and opened the balcony door running quickly to Mingyus room and collecting my stuff.

I grab my bag off of Mingyus couch, and opening the door. I was in the verge of tears, the thought of Yeonhee despising me— I can't even imagine it. I don't want too. Imagining a life without her would be a life not worth living. She helped me through everything, she is practically my savior. I could jeopardize our relationship just for the sake of one male. With that being said, singular tears managed to escape from my eyes. I quickly jog down the stairs, trying to get out of the house as quickly as possible.

I can feel Jeonghan grab onto my wrist hoping to stop my movements. He stiffened as soon has he made contact with my skin. Was it because of how shaky I was? Being in his presence absolutely scared me. He scared me. Jeonghan reminded me of things I didn't want to remember. Maybe it was because I was disloyal to Yeonhee, or maybe it was because I was afraid that I'd be disloyal once again. I can only remember how good I felt last night, because of Jeonghan. I didn't like how I still craved for his touch. We didn't even go all the way yet, he gave me the best experience I've ever gotten.

So swing Jeonghans hands off of me, fear being evident in my eyes. I help my hand tightly to my chest, staring Jeonghan as my body trembled. Jeonghan looked sad and concerned. But how is that my problem? I quickly turn around to put more distance between us. "Wait— Y/N—" he stuttered trying to chase after me. "Please just stop!"

I completely ignored him, walking past the living room and through the front door. I had a feeling Jeonghan wasn't going to be bold enough to come after me because of the people who were occupying the living room. I look back, seeing Jeonghan debate with himself, running his hands through his head. He shut his eyes tightly and then opened them again, approaching me. I glance around making sure I wasn't imagining things. We was walking straight towards you. "—Mingyu, can you drive me home?"

That definitely caused Jeonghans feet to stop. I look up at Mingyu as he walked down the stairs. His eyes filled with worry as he quickly paced himself towards me. He looked at my tear stains and pouted. Placing his hands on my cheeks trying to wipe away the stains. "Were you crying? Wae?"

I shook my head, obviously lying. "I just want to go home, can you drive me?"

"I'll drive you."

Jesus fucking Christ. I look up seeing a ragging Jeonghan. I could tell he was upset with something. Something he had no right to be upset about. As Jeonghan spoke, my body started to shake again. The thought of being alone with him in the car scared the living shit out of me. I think Mingyu noticed, because his grip tightened ever so slightly. "No, Hyung. It's alright. I'll drive her—"

"I already said I'd drive her. Why're you making this such a big deal?" Jeonghan quickly retorted, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall. I can see a few people in the living room glance out way, but they'd quickly leave once they've seen we were all still calm.

"I'm not making this a big deal. She asked me to drive her, so I'll drive her. As her boyfriend, I believe I should have that responsibility." My eyes widened. Mingyu? My boyfriend? I didn't hate it. It felt weird, but I didn't hate it... but it's not possible. Mingyu and I are close friends but not as close as to becoming committed to a Romantic relationship. At least not yet. I understand that we kissed and all, but that was all because of the alcohol we've drunken.

Somehow Jeonghans eyes magically grew darker as they piercing through Mingyus face. "What the fuck did you just say? Boyfriend?" I was now completely confused. Why was he acting like this? Why was he acting so territorial over me? Is it possible that he was... Jealous? But jealous about what?! He's dating Yeonhee for crying out loud! Jeonghan didn't hesitate to grab on tightly to Mingyus collar dragging him down to his height. "I think you might've forgotten, but I'm still your Hyung, Mingyu. I said I'm driving Y/N. Now get your ass upstairs before you make me even more mad."

Jeonghan pushed Mingyus shoulder back, making Mingyu stumble into me. I pouted and stared at Mingyu, he mouthed a small apology and rubbed my head, placing a small kiss on my cheek then proceeding to walk up the stairs. As soon as Mingyu was out of view, I turn towards the angry Jeonghan and glared at him while my body quivered.

"What the hell are you waiting for? Get to the car." Jeonghan was obviously not pleased. Reason? Not sure. Concerns me how? It doesn't! I just wanted to go home without having to see his face. Without fear swallowing me and guilt swallowing me. Why couldn't anything ever work out for me? I roll my eyes and walked out the door and approached Jeonghans car that was parked. I opened the passenger doors and sat on the leather seats. I kept my arms crossed and my whole body stiff. Scared that if I move he'll want to try and converse with me.

"We need to talk." Jeonghan said exactly what I wanted to avoid doing.