paid boyfriend - h.hyunjin ♡︎

Chapter 31

Y/ns pov

he slowly starts leaning down to my face. closer and closer until we're only inches apart

I quickly turn my head away and tuck my hair behind my ear awkwardly, "let's.. not."

He stands there trying to read my eyes, I can tell he's shocked we didn't just kiss. But I don't want us kissing till we know exactly what we are. I don't need him toying with my feelings anymore

The front doors of my work open with Felix jogging out of it, "y/n!! I need you help inside! I'll give you more hours on your shift today and pay you more, just please come help"

"Ah yea of course! Coming!"

Felix goes back into the chaos inside, I turn to look at Hyunjin and sigh, "sorry, I'll see you later tonight."

Without a word after, I head back into work

After work

I stretch my arms as I yawn getting out of my car, finally, my beautiful home

Yawning, I grab my keys, unlocking the door, and head inside to the smell of food

"Hyunjin?"

"In the kitchen" he says, with some spoons clinging together follows

I walk towards the kitchen and see candles everywhere with salad and chicken breasts sitting on the table

"Woah, you made this?" My mouth is already drooling at this point

Hyunjin smiles, "yea, come sit" he pulls out a chair signalling me to sit there

I sit down and he pushes my chair in, he goes back around the table and sits

"Thanks Hyunjin"

"Of course, this is the least I can do. Go ahead and eat, I can see you drooling"

I completely ignore him and fill my plate up and started eating

"So how was work?"

"Fine, just long. Why did you do this? " I mumble with food in my mouth

He scratches his neck, "well.. I thought you'd enjoy it haha" He replied awkwardly.

I nodded, "Thank you"

It goes silent as we continue to eat, and usually I dont mind the silence, but something was bugging me inside.

Hyunjin sighs as he puts his fork down, "I'm full"

"Me too" I groan

This is actually the perfect time to talk to Hyunjin about

"Also" I cough, "we need to talk"

"Ah.. about?"

That's the dumbest thing he could ask, I can tell he knows exactly what.

"What's going on with us? Actually, what's going on with you??"

I can tell he tensed up because of this question, but we can't avoid it any longer. We both knew this was coming.