Tear you apart (hyunjin fanfic)

eleven

I slowly approached the gate where he was already waiting with his car and he, as usual, got out of the car and opened the door for me, smiling. He was still wearing his blue sweater and the black coat on top of it.

As we drove together in his car, Hyunjin turned to me with a warm smile on his face and suggested, "I know a cozy place that I'm sure you will like." Despite the dim light in the car, his expression had a genuine excitement.

"Sure," I said calmly, my angriness got away from me the second I saw his smile.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you I'm leaving," he started, "I didn't know it could even make you angry, and there wasn't the right time to tell you anyways, with everything that happened."

"But you kissed me, and now you're leaving, what was the point of it anyway?"  I said more harshly than I planned.

He turned his head to face me but didn't say another word, his excitement faded away.

"I'm sorry, a month is a long time, I'm gonna miss our ... friendship."

"I couldn't stop myself from kissing you, even though I'm leaving," he admitted, no longer looking in my direction.

"I'm a pretty good kisser that's true," I said smiling. He didn't wait a second before he put his hand on my thigh, specifically right above my knee. He started to circle his index finger around which made me shiver.

"I'm gonna finish that library kiss later, you ran away from my lips and I don't like it."

"We are never able to finish our kiss properly, you are the one who is always running somewhere."

"I have time today, after drinks," he said, his hand still on my thigh.

"Finally," I chuckled and turned on the radio, I just wanted to get lost in my thoughts and imagine all the scenarios that could happen after he drove me home.

When we sat in the corner of a bar, it was cozy and the people here were mostly older couples, the music was soft and light, the lights were very warm and I felt like we'd been married for 20 years and now we are here for our Sunday red wine, which was also the case, at least with the other half of the sentence.

I ordered red wine and he was faithful to his virgin mojito. We were sitting on leather club chairs, so when he leaned back, his whole body sunk into it, he crossed his legs and put his hands into the pockets of his pants.

"When are you leaving?" I asked, I wished for more delayed time.

"Tomorrow," he said, not breaking an eye contact.

"I know we shared only a couple of kisses so I'm not entitled to say something, but I really wish you wouldn't have to go so soon after that you know Hyunjin."

"You really like me that much?" he said moving a little forward.

"I do. I don't know you just mesmerized me from day 1 and I don't know how you did that, I mean I don't even know you, but I'm so pulled to your presence I can't help it. And now when I know your lips the way I do it's even harder."

"This is the most romantic thing I heard in a while," he chuckled, "don't worry, I will text you from time to time," he teased.

It was hard to stop smiling around him.

The waiter came back with drinks after a while and all I could think of was how we would be already in my house.

"But I have another question - why were you so cold to me in the beginning and suddenly you wanted to kiss me?"

"I need to do this job strictly professionally, but somehow I couldn't resist you, and I still can't," he admitted and smiled right after.

After we finished our drinks we went straight to my place, he parked his car in front of our garages and held my hand as he was walking right behind me into my house.