The Boyz Anthology

I Like You In My Shirt - Choi Chanhee

You eye the smooth fabric of Chanhee's shirt in the bathroom and smile. Grateful to be in dry clothing, and only too happy to be wearing your crushes clothes, you bring the collar up to your nose and sniff. It smells like the heavenly scent of Chanhee and your smile grows wider.

Eyeing your own wet shirt on the floor, you scoop it up and bring it out of the bathroom with you. Immediately heading to the kitchen where the incident happened, you find Chanhee on the floor wiping up the mess.

"Chanhee, let me clean up! I'm the one that made the mess."

Without glancing up, he doesn't miss a beat. "It's not your fault. It was a freak accident."

A freak accident indeed. You're still unsure how the unopened bottle of juice exploded everywhere. Dropping down to your knees, you grab a rag and immediately begin helping him clean his kitchen floor. You don't notice Chanhee looking at you or that he stops wiping the floor until you have a small section cleaned. When you look up at him, you find him staring at you.

Quickly becoming self-conscious, you look down at yourself and back up at him. "What?"

He shakes his head and swallows. When he stays quiet, you don't think he's going to say anything, but then you hear his soft voice.

"I like my shirt on you. It's cute."

Feeling your entire body heat up, you duck your head and quietly mumble thanks before focusing back on the floor. When you hear Chanhee softly laugh and call you cute again, you're grateful you're already on the floor or else your legs probably would've given out on you. 

You've been harboring a secret crush on Chanhee for quite some time now, and you have no idea what to do with what just happened. Besides play it over and over in your head for the rest of eternity.

Once the floor is cleaned, you lift the bucket of dirty water and begin to pour it into the sink. Chanhee immediately comes over to help you. His arms wrap around each side of you as he helps you drain the bucket.

Your entire body stiffens and you force yourself not to freak out. It's not like Chanhee and you have never hugged, but for some reason, this feels different. Maybe it's because he just called you cute, or maybe it's because you both know that you didn't need help emptying this little bucket. It certainly isn't a two-person job.

When the bucket is empty, you attempt to get out of Chanhee's grasp so your brain can start working again, but his voice stops you.

"Wait, don't pull away. Not yet."

You stop moving and carefully glance back at Chanhee. He meets your stare, and a moment later, you feel his hands on your arms. He slowly turns you to face him.

Meeting his eyes - which are searching your own - you swallow, noticing how dry your throat has gotten. When his eyes fall to your lips, your breath stutters. He notices and meets your stare again.

"Can I kiss you?" He softly asks, and you're so incredibly thankful that the counter is behind you to hold you up.

When you nod, he leans in and gently places his lips against yours. It's everything you've ever imagined it would be, and it's perfect. Just like him.