detention ㅡ ham wonjin | ✓

35. Rescue

No one's pov

"Death,"

"yah! death isn't a joke you idiot!" Jay started to shout, sitting up on the couch he was once sitting while we discuss about the plan. Jungwon immediately whispered something to calm him down, luckily he did.

And at the corner of her eyes, Y/n could spot Wonjin looking worried. Y/n couldn't contain herself but to look down with such guilt on her eyes before getting up and walk towards Wonjin's space.

She stood before him and reach out her hand.

"Let's talk," she said, making the boy in front of her look up in response. He couldn't say no aswell, he wanted it too. Soon, he put his hand on hers.

"You'll follow me right?" Y/n looks upon his question, staring at her with his gentle eyes.

She pursed her lips onto a thin line before nodding her head with a small smile. The night was silent, the rooftop of the police station was peaceful, just like those voiceless stars that had scattered in the sky. Too opposite from how they both meet.

The first meeting was chaotic, yet they ended up sweeter like the candies children brought every halloween. Life was so much unpredictable.

Looking down, soon Y/n felt someone's hand above her head, patting it gently as she look up to see no one but Wonjin's ethereal face, illuminating against the moonlight. His face was a great way to calm down. He looked so pretty under the night sky, making her ask if he was a person or an angel god had sent her.

"I'll wait for you..." he said. A smile immediately lit up on both of the couple's faces, smiling genuinely towards each other as if this was the last night... but how much he wished that's it not, she wished that too.

His hand came down meeting the skin of her cheeks, caressing it gently with his fingers before looking down on her lips with such adoration.

"you remember what they say...?" Wonjin started to ask, she cluelessly stared at him in response before a smile curved on his lips. "they say if you close your eyes under the whole universe your wish would come true," he told her, leaning down to meet her face closely.

She just stared at her, no words would want to cross her mouth before feeling one of Wonjin's arm began to wrap around her waist, pulling her gently towards him before smiling.

"now... close your eyes and make a wish," he said.

Y/n didn't spoke a thing and just ended up closing her eyes, partly looking up to meet the glittering stars with her eyes closed until... she felt a pair of lips now beginning to softly brush against hers as his hand went from her cheek to the back of her nape.

She remember the first time he kissed her, and that was an unplanned business. But something about this kiss failed to put up nervousness inside her, it was something more different, far from a joke he once told her.

It felt genuine, it was something real.

She didn't bother to open her eyes anymore, she just stood there, following where the kiss would take her. Soon, her arms started to travel, wrapping around his neck, Wonjin aswell tilted his head to get more access from the kiss. It was about to go on when suddenly...

"I thought you were out here talking...?" Woobin came.

(lesson learn for today : don't trust the 'let's talk' agenda especially in kdramas hehe)

"so... you're here to see me?" Mr. Ham asked, staring at Woojun as he poured the tea on his cup. Looking at his son reminded him with so much love and guilt, but those things had change now. He lost his trust on him.

"of course, can't I miss my Dad too? Why?" Woojun said, smiling before looking up. His smile faded and was soon replaced by a smirk. "Don't you miss your Son?" he asked.

"of course I did..." Mr. Ham got along the game, smiling at him before looking at the cup of tea Woojun had serve him. He smiled.

"here..." Woojun said, putting the cup of tea infront of him before taking a sip on his. Mr. Ham didn't do anything but leave the untouched yet smiled to put up a face so it won't be too obvious that he didn't want it.

"do you need anything?" Mr. Ham started to ask.

Woojun brought the tea he was sipping moments ago upon the glass table that divided the space between them before looking up and ask the question he was expecting him to ask. He know it was the reason why he came here.

"is my little brother home?"

Author's Note !

you guys I'm starting to like this cliff hanging stuff it's kinda cool 😀😎 also, it's actually Woojun, not Wonjun– I'm so stupid.