Precious - SeongSang

4

Waking up, I ignored the weight on me. I turned and looked out the window. It was dark and gloomy outside. It's still raining. Not as bad as last night, but still annoying.

Hearing whines next to me, I turned a bit. Yeosang was sleeping on me. His arms around me. His head on my chest. Letting out little noises as he got comfortable. He slightly turned over. He let out another whine. I smiled at the cute noises that he would let out.

My eyes then started to wonder, the sweater I let him borrow is open. His body is now on full display. The zipper had unzipped throughout the night. I kept my eyes on his body. Turning over to wrap my arms around his waist and pulled him closer.

Feeling myself fall back asleep as I tried to not think about what I just saw.

Waking back up again, the spot next to me is empty. I sat up. Looking around, nothing. Yeosang was gone. Turning over to my nightstand to grab my phone. A note stuck to it. I'll return your sweater the next time we meet. Sorry.

I only smiled. Getting my phone. Going to his contact. I stared for a while.

He doesn't have my number, I haven't contacted him, but what's the point if I'm going to see him tonight anyways? There is no need... But just to hear him is what I want. I fell back into my bed. Holding my phone up as I just continued to stare at it. It screamed at me to call or send a message.

Sighing but then groaned when I dropped my phone on my face. Sitting up and rubbed my nose. Sniffling.

"Hello?"

I turned to my phone. I picked it up. I accidentally called him.

"Umm... Hello?"

He sounded so cute.

"I..." I started but quickly gave up. Only to feel my cheeks become hot when I heard his giggle.

"Hi, Seonghwa." He giggled again. "So you finally contacted me."

"It was on accident actually... Sorry."

"So you didn't have any interest in contacting me at all?"

"No! No! No! I didn't mean it like that!" I facepalmed. "It's just that..."

"Relax. It's fine."

I sighed as I fell back on my bed. "You got everything you needed right?"

"Yeah, now I do."

"What do you mean?"

"Finally got your number."

I covered my face. "Yeah, sorry I didn't call or text sooner."

"It's fine. We see each other every day anyway."

"Yeah."

We talked for a bit. Nothing special. Nothing serious. We just talked about random things. But after an hour or two he had to go. I was kinda upset... Ok, not kinda. REALLY upset. I like listening to him even if the subjects we talked about were boring beyond belief.

It was boring now. Too boring to want to stay in my room. Too boring to want to stay in my apartment. I want to go out. I want to go see him.

I waited in my apartment for a while. Using my new laptop to keep myself entertained until it was dark. I was bored, bored beyond belief. It was hard sitting at home like this. I picked at the keyboard as I stared at the tv. My game on my computer says Im dead because I wasn't paying attention.

Bored. So. So. So. So. Bored.

It honestly hurts how bored I am. Setting my laptop down on the coffee table. Laying down on the couch just watching whatever comes on.

My phone buzzed. I groaned as I picked it out of my phone from my pocket. Answering it without looking at the caller ID. "What. Do. You. Fucken. Want." I rolled my eyes.

Hearing the giggle again. I immediately apologized as I sat up. Lowering the volume of the tv so I can clearly hear Yeosang.

"Well, what happened to you? You're all grumpy now."

"Being bored has been annoying me all day. Nothing really specific happened."

He laughed. "Ok. But where do you want to go tonight?"

"I don't know. Where ever you want to go."

"Ooo. How about the mall again? I really want some new outfits."

"Yeah, Im fine with that."

"Ok!..."

"Yeosang, why are you so loud today?" There was a voice that sounded familiar but I couldn't really pinpoint who it is.

"Oh Sorry..." He laughed. "Sorry, I got to go." He hung up.

Sighing. Annoyed that I'm bored again. I waited again. For too long

It was finally dark. Getting up and quickly getting changed. Quickly leaving my home and sprinted down the alleyways and streets.

Im down bad. Leave me alone.

Turning the corner, I ran into someone. Taking them down with me as I fell. "FUCK!" I yelled as I landed on the ground. Hearing whines from the people I had just ran into. Quickly getting up. Knowing who exactly they are.

"Oh, shit." I said. "Fuck, sorry Mingi, Yunho." I helped them up.

"Oh shit. HWA!" Mingi hugged me. "What's up, dude? I haven't seen you in a while!"

"It's not my fault. I've asked you to come over multiple times. Saying you were busy." I rolled my eyes.

He pulled me to the side a bit. "Are you still...?" I nodded. "You still living with Joong?" I nodded again. "One day you're going to get him in trouble."

I pushed him away. "Yes, I get it."

"Why didn't you become a performer with us?"

"Im not into that stuff and you know it." I glared at him. I hate when they bring this up. "I got to go."

"On another run?" I didn't say anything. I just looked away. "Whatever, be careful." He patted my head as he then walked off with Yunho. "You know we're are always here for you, Hwa!"

Turning and running towards the mall. Looking around a bit before going to the back. Yeosang sitting there like last time. Quickly going over to him, he jumped onto me. I spun him around.

His little laugh was everything to me right now. I instantly felt better.

He wrapped his arms around my neck as I set him down. "You ready to go in?"

"Whenever you are."

He smiled. Pulling me into the corner. Keeping me close. Making sure we wouldn't be caught by the cameras. He pulled our masks down. Pulling me down. We ended up making out again. For a bit longer than normal this time.

He let out moans and whimpers as we kissed. Sticking my hand under his shirt. I felt up his waist. He pulled away as he let out breathy moans. Trying to catch his breath. I put his mask on. Kissing down his neck. He moaned. Bringing me closer as much as he could. I licked, sucked, and nipped at his neck and collarbones. Making sure to not leave any marks.

Sticking my leg in between his. Pushing his hips down on my leg.

"Seonghwa." He was barely able to whisper. "We shouldn't."

I pulled away.

"Not here at least." I nodded. Pulling my mask back up. Looking down at him, some spots on his neck were red. I laughed.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Why are you laughing?"

"Nothing. It's nothing."

He huffed. Taking his lock picks out and opened the shudders. I just grabbed his hand and led him inside.