His (HAESOO)[18+]

💠Eleven💠

As they strolled through the studio, Jisoo and Haein explored the second floor, where more of his mom's paintings were displayed. Jisoo was captivated by the diverse painting styles that Haein's mom had expertly utilized in each unique artwork.

"Your mom was truly amazing!" Jisoo exclaimed, turning to face Haein. His smile was radiant, his eyes filled with joy. Gently, he inched closer to Jisoo, taking her hand in his.

"Every time I see my mom's paintings, I think of you," Haein confessed, gazing deeply into Jisoo's eyes. His words made her instantly nervous, causing her to breathe heavily in response.

"I... I... need to go to the bathroom," Jisoo stuttered, her eyes quickly darting to the ground. Sensing her nervousness, Haein promptly backed away to give her some space.

"Oh, yeah, let me show you where," he said with a smile, leading the way towards the hallway. Jisoo exhaled in relief as he turned around, and she hurriedly followed him to the bathroom.

"It's right here... just be careful with the doorknob, it always gets stuck. I haven't had the time to replace it yet," Haein said as he opened the door for her. Jisoo smiled and gave him a small nod in appreciation.

"Alright... thank you," Jisoo said, entering the bathroom. As she closed the door, Jisoo let out a deep sigh and gazed at her reflection in the mirror, her mind swirling with thoughts about everything that had transpired between them.

"Did his father really manipulate me into believing such things about Haein?" Jisoo mumbled to herself, struggling to come to terms with the possibility. She rubbed her forehead, feeling a wave of confusion wash over her as she slowly leaned against the wall.

"Why would he bring me to his house and tell me those lies about his own son?" Jisoo pondered, her mind racing with unanswered questions. Suddenly, she recalled her sister's words from the other day, further complicating the situation.

"He's trying to break us apart. He wants me to leave his son!" Jisoo muttered to herself, her frown deepening as she came to a sudden realization. Lost in her thoughts, Jisoo remained in the bathroom while Haein went downstairs to the kitchen to grab a cold drink. After a few minutes, he was startled by Jisoo's loud scream calling out his name.

"Oh, shit, the door!" Haein exclaimed, abruptly halting his actions in the kitchen. He sprinted towards the stairs and hastily reached the bathroom door. Inside, Jisoo was starting to panic, struggling to open the door that seemed stuck.

"Angel, relax! I got this. Just give me a minute, okay?" Haein reassured Jisoo upon hearing her panicked voice. Applying pressure to the doorknob, he pulled the door towards him, causing it to open instantly. Jisoo was taken aback by Haein's sudden appearance in front of her. A smile spread across his face as he saw the look of amazement on hers.

"Are you okay? Why that face?" Haein asked gently, noticing Jisoo's surprise. She chuckled and quickly composed herself.

"Nothing! It's just that for a minute, I thought the door wasn't going to open ever again."

"Huh... I know it sounds silly," Jisoo exclaimed with a sheepish grin.

"I would have gotten you out no matter what," Haein replied, his gaze locked with hers. He was taken aback when he saw the spark return to her eyes, a sight he had missed. Unconsciously, he moved closer to her until they were just inches apart. Jisoo felt a lump form in her throat at his proximity. Haein remained silent, merely staring into her eyes, causing Jisoo to feel increasingly uneasy at the quiet intensity between them.

"Haein? Is there something wrong?" Jisoo asked in a low tone, her voice tinged with uncertainty. Haein anticipated her reaction and swiftly moved to enclose her within his arms. Jisoo, taken aback by his sudden closeness, tried to compose herself. A wave of heat rushed through her, causing her cheeks to flush with color. Haein noticed her blush and felt a surge of desire in response.