❝ criminality ❞ - heejake x oc ✓

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i sighed, resting my head on my desk and playing with my pen. my headache pounded as stars flashed my vision.

i reached for the glass of water beside me, gulping down its cold contents in order to soothe my pain and slammed the empty cup down, wiping my mouth.

lee heeseung looked at me from his side, sliding over in his chair. "what's wrong, sa-eun? you can speak to me."

"nothing, heeseung. my head just hurts." i gave him a weak smile. 

"you haven't been getting enough rest." he concluded, staring at my eyebags. he warily looked around. 

"come here."

he said, arms wide open. i looked at him confused, not understanding what he meant.

"hm?"

the boy sighed, holding my hand gently and pulling me closer. he enveloped me in his arms and i could smell the faint cologne he sprayed on earlier this morning. 

he's lulling.

"please take care of yourself, moon sa-eun." he said, patting my head. 

"i'm trying, heeseung." i whispered. "this job gets too much."

the boy pulled away and looked at me sadly, knowing it was forbidden for any of us to take breaks unless it was an absolute emergency.

he leaned back in, arms stronger this time. "30 minute nap, right here."

"but-"

"no buts. i know you want to." he hummed into my ear, my eyes drooping.

my head fell limp on his shoulder, eyelids succumbing to the natural force pulling them down as my bangs fell in front my face, indicating i was sound asleep.

i felt his fingers caressing my cheek, the way his touch held the uttermost care in the world. 

are we only partners in crime? it doesn't feel like it.