𝘒𝘌𝘌𝘗 𝘐𝘛 𝘚𝘌𝘊𝘙𝘌𝘛 ®™ | lee heeseung

Chapter 25: stay over

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I unceremoniously walked out the front door, and he followed me closely. „Why would I go home with someone that asks to kiss me on the one day, but calls me disgusting on the other day?". I stopped and turned around, now facing him.

"Hell, don't you know about playing along?". He asked as soon as he understood why I was upset. "Should I rather have said that I would like to touch and fuck you? I am absolutely sure that Sunghoon would have let you go with me.". My brain stopped working for a second. „Wait what?". A wry smirk settled on his face as he noticed I couldn't be any longer mad.

Heeseung walked past me, shaking his head. Was he making fun of me?

I quickly followed him, as I realized that I completely forgot about my keys and had nothing to change with me at all. So I tried to call out for him, but he was already far ahead and probably couldn't hear my voice.

Never mind, Hyeona. You usually sleep in hoodie and shorts. It's not a big deal.

"By the way, a good move, to get me out of the house.". I complimented him as i took a seat in the passenger seat.

"Sunghoon shouldn't get so worked up over every bullshit. He needs to finally realize that," he said. "You can and should go wherever you want.".

"Tomorrow at the latest anyway," I added.

My eyes met the windshield, where small raindrops started to stream down, getting more and more every second. It reminded me of the last time I sat here in this car and left in tears in the end.

But this time it was different. I didn't feel sad at all. My skin was almost boiling with excitement, and I couldn't explain why. Hesitantly, I looked over to Heeseung. One hand on the steering wheel, elbow resting on the window frame, the other on the gearshift, close to my leg.

Gosh, what I would have done for him to take that hand off that shitty shifter and place it on my thigh instead. Like he did at Jay's birthday party.

I slid up a little on the leather seat, my legs clenched tightly, just like the rest of my body. My entire appearance was anything but relaxed. I exhaled softly to calm down a bit and banish these lewd thoughts from my mind.

"You've never been to my place, huh?" he asked, casting a quick glance over at me.

"Not since you moved out of your parents' house.". I replied.

On the one hand, it was really cool to have your own place. You were independent, you could furnish it the way you wanted, and you just had your peace. But on the other hand, it was really annoying to run the whole household by yourself. I mean, doing laundry? I hate doing laundry!

I don't know what to expect from Heeseung's home. Actually, he was really the messier type when we were kids, but I couldn't imagine the state of his home going down the drain. Probably just an average man's household.

"Here we are.". I was jolted out of my thoughts when the car came to a stop in a private parking lot and the lights of the car switched off.

"It looks really nice from the outside," I said, amazed at the sight of the house. "My apartment is on the first floor," he explained, as I poked my head into the stairwell and noticed the endless amount of sneakers outside the front door.

"Just make yourself at home," he said as he finally unlocked the door and hung his jacket on the coat rack. So I was the first to enter his apartment and found myself in the living room right after the small entryway. To my surprise, everything was furnished quite simple and minimalist. A gray couch, white furniture, a large flat screen TV. Right next to it a dining table with space for six people and an adjacent small kitchen. Probably he had never used this in his life.