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38. Ong Seongwu | Call the Shots

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You stared at the man standing in your doorway, blinking a couple of times. He smiled at you, though you couldn't trust such a gesture. You knew Ong Seongwoo was trouble.

"It's one in the morning," you said pointedly and he nodded. "Why are you here?"

"I need a place to stay."

No, you couldn't let him in. You remembered the last time you did that and chewed on your bottom lip. It had been the most tumultuous two weeks of your life. You relived the highs and the lows of your memory before you shook your head. Seongwoo placed a hand upon the doorframe, angling himself so he was leaning down closer to you. It irked you when your body instinctively moved towards him, instead of being repulsed. You cursed his good looks, especially as his smile returned.

"Please? You know I wouldn't ask unless I need to."

You willed yourself to reject him. Seongwoo had come into this apartment, carried you to multiple levels of euphoria and then left you reeling after him last time. You knew your body craved him like no other. And even though it had been damaged, your heart was foolish. Your resolve was weak. You couldn't resist him even if you wanted to.

Seongwoo knew you weren't going to deny him and reached down to cup your face in his hand affectionately before he stepped inside. You shut the door behind you both and followed him up into your small home. You needed to set ground rules before he tried to this time. "You can take the couch."

He quirked an eyebrow at you but didn't refute your offering. It made you anxious with how placating he was and you rubbed at your arms lightly.

"I'm only allowing you here for three days. You can find somewhere else after that."

"Relax, Y/N. You won't even know I'm here."

As you laid back down in your bed, however, you couldn't fall asleep. Your eyes were peeled to the door, and you were breathing more heavily than one needed to. The idea that the man who you had felt your soul awaken to being through the wall was maddening. You still couldn't understand how you had ended up in Seongwoo's arms the first time you had. But you remembered it all too well and you yearned for it now. You scolded yourself internally, instructing yourself to fall asleep and deal with what mess you had agreed to in the morning. But your eyes wouldn't close and your body was wired. Without realising it, you had thrown yourself out of your bed and through the door, Seongwoo glancing at your approach and opened his arms readily.

"Don't you think if we're going to share, we should use the bed?" he teased as you climbed over his waist, his hands already winding their way under your bed shirt and resting on your hips. He smiled up at you as you started unbuttoning his shirt.

"This time around, I'm calling the shots."

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