Under the mistletoe ||Choi Yeonjun✔️

19

DAMI'S POV

I watched as he walked away, hesitating by the stairs before running upstairs anyway. Jungwon came back seconds later, looking at me in confusion. "Where's Yeonjun hyung?"

I snapped out of it as a stuttering mess. "T-the bathroom. I think."

He shrugged it off and continued untangling the lights and I continued hanging up ornaments like I didn't just kiss Yeonjun back. Clearly, there's a talk we need to have. First, me and Yeonjun. And then me and Jungwon.

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"Bye," I flashed Jungwon a smile.

"Are you coming over tomorrow?" he asked, placing my bag in Yeonjun's car because I have to drive back with him.

"Uh, I'll see and text you, sound good?" He eyed me suspiciously before nodding, pecking my lips, and opening the passenger door for me. I really hate myself right now. He shut the door for me and I buckled myself in as Yeonjun started driving.

We continued ignoring each other for the whole ride to my house. He stopped in front of my house, turning the engine off so I take it he's planning to stick around.

I didn't grab my bag or get out. "I need to talk to you," I said, turning to him.

"I figured," he sighed, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. After avoiding me the whole day... he figured

"What the hell were you thinking, Yeonjun?"

"I was thinking you looked really pretty." Well, now how the hell do I respond to that? "I don't know what else to tell you, Dami. I told you last night, I told you before that too, I can't get over you. I don't know what you want me to do."

"I don't know, maybe not kiss me?" I scoffed.

"Dami, I had no idea what I was doing nor did I have any control over it," he said, getting frustrated.

"So, this urge to kiss me just ignited in you and you couldn't control it? You had zero self-control?"

"Yes," he nodded. "I had zero self-control."

"Are you out of your mind?!" I exclaimed.

"Maybe," he shrugged.

"You seriously just didn't even try?"

"Of course, I tried."

"It didn't seem like it. It seemed like you just said fuck it' and decided to do what you wanted to do anyway, not bothered about the consequences," I scoffed.

"It's because I wasn't bothered about the consequences, Dami!"

"You were being that selfish?"

"Yes," he laughed dryly. I stared at him in disbelief.

"You really just ignited that urge in me where I lost all control of myself and my senses and I just fucking kissed you. Anything else?" he rambled.

"What do you want me to do now, Yeonjun?" I asked.

"I don't know, Dami. And frankly, I don't care. Tell him or don't, it's your choice. If you really like him that much and don't want to tell him, I'm more than happy to pretend like it never happened."

"You can do that?" I questioned. Because I sure as hell cannot do that.

"No," he scoffed. "But I'm gonna try. If you ask me to."

"I also asked you not to interfere. Not to act on your feelings," I sighed.

"I can't do everything you ask of me, Dami. that was something I couldn't do, this... probably is too." I leaned my head back and suppressed a groan. "Look, what do you want me to do, Dami? Sometimes, the way you feel for someone is too overwhelming to handle. Sometimes the attraction, the pull towards that person is too strong. What do you want me to do?" He let out an exasperated sigh.