Caught

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"Hyunjin, you okay?" Felix peeked his head into the art room and found me laying on the ground, staring at the ceiling. "Hyunjin?"

"Yeah, babe, I'm okay." I assured.

The room was spinning. If I kept moving, it would've gotten worse so I chose to lay down. I was coming down from my high. The room was wiped clean 30 minutes ago so I knew I didn't need to panic.

"Why are you just laying here?" He lightly tapped his foot on my stomach, hovering over me as he stood. He sounded like he was smiling. When he came closer, I made sure to keep my eyes closed in case my pupils were a dead giveaway.

"Because I'm thinking about painting the ceiling and I wanted to look at it to get a clear vision." I lied. Although, it's definitely not a bad idea. I could do my own mural, it would be nice.

"What did you have in mind?" He got down on the ground next to me and laid on my chest. Luckily I was able to open my eyes since mine were out of his view.

"Clouds. I was thinking angels too, but I know I'd get carried away and end up painting you instead." I smiled.

"Clouds would be pretty." He approved. "Have you ever made anything with clouds before?"

"I'm sure I have. I lost track over the years. I've made so many pieces, it's hard to remember them all."

"Do you have a favorite?"

"Eh, not really. Not a permanent one at least. I love the ones of us though."

"Me too." Felix cuddled closer to my chest and wrapped his arm around my waist. "Can I ask you something? You can be honest, I won't be upset." I immediately started to panic. Did he figure out what I'm doing? How?

"Of course."

"Did you smoke the other day?"

"No, why?"

"You just smelled like it, that's all."

"Oh, I was with Yeonjun." That actually was the case so I felt much more at ease.

"Yeonjun? Why? Just you two?"

Was it that out of the ordinary that I hung out with a friend?

"Yeah, remember how I went out to get Wooyoung's birthday present? You were at the gym with Yeosang so I asked him to tag along since I knew he was in the area."

"Oh." He said slowly, putting the pieces together. "That makes sense."

"You can ask him yourself actually," I smiled, remembering the exact moment, "he offered me a cigarette, but I said no because I knew you wouldn't kiss me."

"Good." He popped his head up and kissed me on the cheek. I immediately closed my eyes again when he came closer. "You know you can tell me anything, right?"

"I know." But I don't have the guts to say what I really wanted to say.

"You sure?"

"Of course."

I think my pounding heart against his head was a dead giveaway. He knows something is off, he isn't dumb. I just have to brace myself for when he asks the big question because I know it's coming soon.

"Hyunjin." He whispered and sat up to get a better look at me. "Open your eyes." He knows, there's no way he doesn't. "Hyunjin, come on." His voice was sweet, but I could tell he was hurt. "I promise, it's okay." I clenched my jaw tight, feeling my emotions slowly getting the best of me. The moment he noticed that, he stood up and locked the door. Instead of laying back down, he sat beside me and took my hand in his. "Jinnie, it's okay." His voice was comforting which almost made it worse. He should be angry with me; screaming at the top of his lungs. "Just open your eyes." I shook my head, squeezing them tighter. "I promise, I won't tell Wooyoung and San. I'll never break a promise with you, you know that." I knew that was true so I slowly opened them but stared at the ceiling. "Baby, look at me." I shook my head. "Can you at least talk to me? What happened?" He gently moved my face towards him and immediately noticed my dilated pupils. "Sit up." I wanted to be stubborn, but he was already lifting my back and pulled me into his arms. "Tell me what happened, Hyunjin, I promise it'll be between us." He whispered, caressing my face. I just broke down in tears because not only was I disappointed in myself, but I was also terrified of the situation. "It's okay, baby, I'm right here." He held me as if his only purpose in life was to protect me. I felt so safe in his arms, I wish I could say here forever so I could stop making these stupid decisions.

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