Mars | Park Seonghwa

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You crack open the door and try to hold it closed, but he pushes his way in, not stopping until your back is against the wall and he puts both arms up to block you in. Then, he doesn't say anything. Just looks down at you.

"Um. Hi? Lovely evening we are having. Need to borrow sugar? An egg? Um." You try to joke with him. The look on his face is SO serious that you don't even want to look at him, so you try and go under his arm. He stops you by lowering his arms and stepping closer, making it impossible to go anywhere.

"Soooo... whatcha doin here? Thought you were going to bed."

"I came to make sure you understand."

"Um. Yes. I was just kidding, Seonghwa, no need to be so serious."

"I will always be serious about this one thing. It's not a gimmick. We really are jealous."

He has a serious tone, but definitely playful undertones. His smirk could kill you. Seriously. Who just looks like this? Where did his playful and goofy side go? This is definitely the guy who you slept with. Maybe he has split personalities?

"I really was joking." You look down at your hands and play with your nails. He lightly lifts your head with a finger under your chin and smiles at you in a way you just know is trouble.

"Do I need to make sure that I am the only one you're thinking about or looking at?"

Omg.

"No, no. Believe me. You have my full attention." You look up at him, unsure what to do or say.

"Good." And just like that, it's like a switch is flipped and he pushes himself off the wall and leans back against the door.

"You should probably finish the show you started, but would definitely suggest actually watching some fan made edits. A lot of them are super cute. Atiny is so creative."

You just stare at him. How can he seriously be both the most adorable human being on the planet and also the one that literally has you in a puddle on the floor. All in a matter of seconds.

"How- how are you here? I thought you would have a curfew. Or would be hanging out with the guys or something."

"Oh. I can't stay. Hongjoong just went back to the studio, as much as I hate that, and it's easy enough to sneak away. Everyone is pretty much in their own world. Most of the guys are gaming now."

"Oh." Is all you can get out. You look down at your feet, wiggling your toes to distract you from the thoughts in your head from what happened just moments before.

"Why, were you hoping for a different outcome?" He smirks at you again and leans a little cocky on the door behind him.

"No!" He just smiles into his hand at you.

"I just didn't know who was knocking on my door at such a late hour, that's all."

"It's not actually that late! It's only 11!"

"Only? Sir, that's well past my normal bedtime."

"Ah. Yeah. You might want to start staying up a bit later, then, because once we are on tour, we usually are going until about 2 or 3 in the morning."

You throw your head back with a loud sigh. "Uuuuuhhhhhhhh." You whine. "I know. I have been warned. I was just hoping that maybe I'd be able to sneak off and actually be asleep at a decent time."

"Yeah. Good luck with that. Being up late is a part of all of this. Haven't you noticed? A lot of us don't even eat until 10 or later. Or we are having a really big snack."

"I did notice. I know I will have to get used to it, but it was my first day and I woke up extra early and I just really wanted to relax and go to bed, but SOMEONE decided to go knocking on my door and scare the crap out of me."

He starts to look shy, rubbing the back of his neck. "Ah. Sorry. Sometimes something just comes over me."

"Ah. I see. So every time you get frustrated with me, you're just going to show up on my doorstep to set it right?" You cross your arms and stare him down with a teasing look on your face.

"No. But I wanted to set the record straight!" He puts a small pout on his face.

"Ahhhh. I see. Well now that you have, I am just realizing what I am wearing and should REALLY not have you being seen with me like this. People might make assumptions!"

At this moment, it's like he finally looks to see what you have on. A thin silk robe over a thin silk pajama set. You clear your throat as he is so very slowly looking you up and down. A flame starting in his eyes.

"I will..." He clears his throat. "Um. Leave you to get your rest." He gets out quietly.

You smile at him, knowing how good this particular outfit looks on you, and tell him "Well, the door is behind you."

"Ah. Yes. It is." He says, seeming wholly lost in his head. You swear if he doesn't leave, you might actually jump him based on where your own head is at.

"Good night, Seonghwa." You smirk at him, while reaching past him to open the door.

"Um, Yeah. Goodnight." He says as he half dazed backs out of the door. You breathe out a big sigh and lock the door back.