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"You could never reach the top shelf, Angel," he whispered in my ear. He easily reached for the choco shells cereal on the second highest shelf before putting it in my cart.
"Are you stalking me?"
"I do have people watching you but, no. I just ran out of chilli oil and my personal grocery person shops every two weeks. Long story short, here I am."
People watching me? I want to believe he's joking but, knowing him... it just might be true.
What are the odds of finding this walking disaster at the grocery store?
Back when there was an us, he would only come grocery shopping if I came grocery shopping.
"What are you getting?"
"Getting a big pack of nunya business and a fruit pot of get out of my face."
"I'm not in your face," he defended with a boyish smile. "I'm more in your back because I like seeing your ass move."
Always honest and unfiltered.
"Pervert."
"You never complained."
I can't lie. I never had someone who explored my body the way he did.
He was just his own brand of freak.
"The chili oil isn't in this section."
"I know. I already paid for the chili oil and it's in my car. I saw you in the car park and came back in just to... hang out."
"But you said-," I started snapping my neck to look up at this grinning giraffe.
That perfect smile is so annoying.
"I never said I didn't buy the chilli oil already," he answered, his grin getting wider by the minute knowing he's annoying me.
"Hajoon!"
"Angel," he replied in a mocking tone.
"Whatever," I huffed rolling my eyes. "Just leave me to shop in peace."
"But I want to be around you. I can help reach stuff in high places."
I ignored him.
The more I talk to him the more he melts me and I know what happens when I get close to him... he leaves. And I'm not ready to do that again.
"How have you been Neuza?"
His voice soft. So soft and gentle.
But I just couldn't bring myself to say anything.
"I missed you."
"Stop Hajoon."
"Why?"
"Because it's not fair. You walked away. You don't get to do this."
And will not do this again.
"I'm here to stay now."
"You think I forgot why you left?"
I could never forget.
That conversation. That situation. I just can't do any of that again.
"What do I have to do," he asked gently stopping the shopping cart so I'd look at him. Staring directly into those eyes. "I just want you. This time I'll choose you above everything else."
"I don't want to have this conversation any more Hajoon. Drop it."
"Neuza, please if you just give me a chance to talk to you-"
"I wanted to talk back then," I cut him off feeling myself get agitated. "I have nothing I want to hear right now. I have nothing I want to talk about. Or we're doing what you want to do, as always?"
"I'll be ready to talk when you are then."
Don't say that.
I might just melt if you continue.
"Ha-"
"I love you Neuza," he assured looking directly into my eyes. He softly touched my cheek and I let him... I don't know why I let him.
This is how he starts getting in.
"Okay," I murmured shrugging him off. I'm getting that feeling again... the butterflies. Just like when I first met him at the coffee shop. "Just stop now. I just want some butter not all this stuff at the supermarket."
"But I just want to say I love you anywhere... all the time. Whenever... in any situation."
He still maintains the ability to say stupid shit so easily.
"Whatever." I said whatever but my heart is beating so fast.
"What else do we have to buy Neuza," he asked moving closer to see the list on my phone. And I could almost feel the mischievous smile behind me as he saw me shift from the proximity.
"Boy," I started kissing my teeth, "don't be all up in my phone. What if I had a new man in here?"
"You know better."
"I know what," I asked now instigating. "What are you going to do when my new man comes around?"
"Don't get an innocent man fucked up," he whispered close to my ear slightly holding my waist. "I'm not letting anyone come around. You know this."
Possessive ass.
But he's been that.
"You haven't grown out of that yet," I rolled my eyes picking up a jar of olives. "Childish."
"I don't give a fuck. I'll fight for mine. And you know I have hands."
"A Korean boy has hands? Chile please."
"The last guy who tried getting with you was dealt with. I don't have to say anything."
Oh my god... I forgot all about Joel. He fucked around and found out for sure. It must have been beyond traumatic to be beaten like that.
Chile... Hajoon hospitalised him. It was insane.
"Violent."
"But for you, I'm a lover boy."
"You're a lover boy, period."
"Nah," he smiled pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "I'm Your lover boy."
