"𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝?" He whispered in my ears with his husky voice as he pinned my hands against the wall.
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Jieun
I was reading the most recent book I borrowed from the library, while sitting in my room. I needed a break from this harsh reality! . . . .
It was nearly 9 pm, the time I had to take my sleeping pills. Oh right, did I forget to mention that I had insomnia? Never mind... . . . .
Suddenly, I heard the doorbell ringing. Strange, nobody ever comes to my house. Especially at this time... . . . .
I strolled my way to the main door slowly, moving as quietly as possible. The next second, I opened the door and it revealed the last person I expected to be here at this moment... . . . .
"What are you doing here now, Heeseung?" I opened the door wider than before, letting him in. He was completely wet in the rain. . . . .
The corner of his lips bleeding and there was blood on his knuckles. Seeing him in this state made my heart twist in a strange way, like I never felt it before. . . . .
"Why are you bleeding? Who did you fight with?" I was almost scolding him at this point, but he cut me off by pressing the palm of his hand on my lips. . . . .
"That isn't important now. First tell me if someone was here. Is someone threatening you?" He glanced across my house, searching for someone. . . . .
I dragged him into my room, without giving him a second to talk. "There was no one here, Heeseung. Tell me who did this to you?" My hands searched for the bandages and antiseptics. Damn it- I'm so clumsy, I can't even find the first-aid box! . . . .
"Was Young-jun here?" He asked out of nowhere, while I cleaned the bruises on his face. "No... Did you fight with him?" I shot him a strange stare. Why the fuck would he fight with Young-jun? . . . .
"He was spitting nonsense about you. Calling you names because you didn't accept his proposal." He frustratedly ran his fingers through his hair. . . . .
"He's an asshole. I swear if I get the chance to..." He continued cursing him, did he seriously fight for me? I pressed my index finger on his lips, shutting him up. . . . .
"Heeseung, please stop now. You're injured now. You have to rest." I don't know what's gotten into me, but I caressed his hair. Am I seriously caring for him? Fuck it- . . . .
"I don't need any rest, Ji. I came here to check if you're okay. I don't wanna rest until I break each and every bone of him. Gladly, he already can't walk right now." A grin rested on his lips. . . . .
"What the fuck did you do, Heeseung?" I smacked the back of his head and he groaned. Is this guy seriously out of his mind? . . . .
"Oops sorry. Does it hurt badly?" My gaze softened. He shifted his gaze to me and smirked, before winking at me. . . . .
"Yah! This isn't funny!" I crossed my arms over my chest, with a pout. How can he think of joking around right now? . . . .
"But you are!" His arms wrapped around me, squeezing me. "You naughty hamster!" I slightly punched him on the chest as he chuckled and threw his arms on the air, surrendering. . . . .
"You look so cute while you're worried, princess." He blew a flying kiss at me. "I'm not worried, you jerk." I frowned, being annoyed with him. . . . .
"I can definitely see who's lying among us." He said with a mocking tone, teasing me. You!!!🔪 . . . .
"Shut the fuck up." I averted my gaze from him, being embarrassed. The next second, he did the most unexpected... By pressing his lips on my cheek! . . . .
"What the fuck?" My eyes widened at the unexpected sight. Did he just... . . . .
"Aww, princess. You sure you don't have feelings for me? Look at you, you're a blushing mess right now." He chuckled, as he enjoyed the sight to the most. . . . .
"You wish, Lee." I rolled my eyes, being annoyed by his teasing. Even though I wasn't sure whom I was trying to convince. Him or me..... . . . . ~~~~~ . . . . ~~~~~ . . . . ~~~~~ . . . . ~~~~~ . . . . ~~~~~ . . . . ~~~~~ . . . .
