Pinwheel

11. Date

"Fancy seeing you here, darling."

Joshua looked up at the person trapping him against the wall. And of course it was the mafia. He sighed and rolled his eyes.

"What do you want?"

Jeonghan raised a brow at that. He leaned in closer, his right hand next to the brunette's head on the wall and the left one next to his waist.

"I must say I was hurt at you ignoring me, sweetheart." Jeonghan leaned closer, his face titled.

Just then Joshua realised the close proximity they were in. Jeonghan's nose almost touching his cheek and his breath fanning on his cheek. He could feel the warmth radiating from the mafia's body. The mafia's body was almost pushed against his own. Yet, he wasn't touching him at all. Not with his body or his hands and that was driving the brunette crazy. The fact that he was so close but still so far. Too far. For once, Joshua wished that the mafia would come a little more closer and lessen the gap between them.

He almost gasped out loud at his thoughts.

What is wrong with me?

"I wasn't ignoring you."

"Liar." Jeonghan whispered and moved his face back a little, clearly testing the brunette. His hand from next to his head slowly slid down till it was next to his waist as well. Joshua's eyes followed the movement. He pushed himself closer, still not touching him but close enough that one little push and he would be pressed against the brunette.

"Mr. Yoon, I'd say you stay in your limits." Joshua eyes had no focus. Going back and forth between the mafia's eyes and lips.

"What are my limits?" Jeonghan whispered with a teasing smile.

"The ones that you are crossing right now." Joshua bit his lower lip. Jeonghan's eyes fixed on the movement. He couldn't hold it anymore, he was already going crazy in the party being not able to touch the brunette and now he was on the edge of losing it. He ignored the weird feeling in his stomach and the quickened beat of his heart. He declined all the thoughts that were stupid enough to say he liked the brunette.

"I don't think a mafia cares about limits." The mafia's eyes went back to staring at the other's.

Joshua took a few breaths, closing his eyes. Contemplating something.

"Then don't." The brunette gazed back into his eyes. His finger traced the mafia's collar down till his first button.

Jeonghan lost it. He pushed his body into the other's, one hand pulling the other's waist towards himself. A gasp left the brunette's mouth at the sudden pull. His heart thumping hardly against his chest. Stomach filled with butterflies.

"Don't tempt me, Joshua."

Joshua rolled his eyes. "You're so boring." He wrapped his arms around the mafia's neck and pulled him closer till their noses almost touched. Jeonghan tightened his hold around the brunette's waist.

"Don't." Jeonghan tilted his face inching closer to the brunette's face, eyes set on his lips. Joshua's eyes widened, a sudden realisation struck him.

What the fuck am I doing!? This is wrong! He's a mafia.

His mind signalled him to move away. Red alert flashing in his head. His breath quickened, he was about to push the mafia away.

"Am I interuppting something?"

Both of them snapped their heads towards the voice, seperating from each other in the process. Joshua could finally breath properly.

"Mr. Han." Joshua smiled a little, brushing his suit. Jeonghan scowled at the man. Annoyed by the fact that he had to let go of the brunette and the man who did interrupt happened to be Han Seung woo.