p.sunghoon → f.y.b.f.

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I stood up, hearing the doorbell ring repeatedly. It was literally like almost four in the morning, could he have not been any quieter? Shutting the door to my bedroom, I made sure that Jungwoo wouldn't wake up.

I opened the door for him, stood at the frame. And there he was, before me. He took down his mask, staring at me, just leant on the frame of the door.

My bun in a whole mess, my pyjamas being shorts and a t-shirt, fresh skincare laid on my face.

Something in his body tensed up, his eyes sparkled down at me like that one time in high school. I swallowed hard, avoiding any eye contact with him and silently letting him in. I shut the door behind me and locked it.

"You better keep your fucking mouth shut." I warned him in a hiss-like tone, he simply gave a chuckle walking in without a word more.

We made our way to my living room, where I just sat myself on one of the couches, he sat on another, letting out a large sigh.

"You aren't seriously mad at me, are you?" He looked up at me, I just stared at the tv, playing some show. I folded my arms, my expression monotone.

"What do you expect me to be? All over you now because you're hot, rich and successful? Pfft." I shook my head lightly.

I could literally feel the huge smirk laid on his face.

"Ah, teenager Nari would rather of died than ever call me cute, let alone 'hot.'" Sunghoon gave a light laugh, running his fingers through his hair. I glanced at him as he did that, we made eye contact and I looked away immediately - trying to make it seem like that didn't just make me nervous.

"Don't know if you knew, but it's been like five years since I was that idiot." I clenched my jaw, staring at the show - but not processing any of the scenes or words.

How could he sit there so effortlessly, and look so fucking edible?

"Five years this, five years that, I'm here now Nari. Come on." Sunghoon's dialect started to pour in, there was a slight croakiness to his voice, "Use your time wisely with me."

I stood up, approaching him, I sat on his lap, staring at his face. His fingers played with the abomination of a bun on my head.

I liked this game, my boyfriend in the bedroom literally a few steps away from us, the adrenaline coursed through my veins, that excitement coming straight back.

Alright, maybe this was cheating now, but did Jungwoo really need to know? No.

"Oh. Sorry, forgot you were so special now." I bitterly told him, in a mockingly-teasing way. I stood back up, heading to the kitchen where I grabbed some alcohol from the glass cabinet. I could hear Sunghoon let out a small groan.

He approached the kitchen, leaning on the counter island with a scoff.

I placed a glass for myself, pouring some in, and drinking it. Just what I needed.

"I didn't even mean it like that, come on Nari." He chuckled, staring at my face so intently. He would not cut it out with his gaze, damn, he was so beautiful.

"Mm, sure didn't." I poured some more in the glass, downing it once more.

"You not going to pour your guest some?" He stared at me as I poured yet another glass for myself.

"Why would I waste expensive liquor on someone who wasted my time?" I downed another glass.

Sunghoon sucked his teeth, looking around, while thinking. There was some strong tension around us right now.

"I'll buy it you back triple." He offered, and I just scoffed, pouring him a glass.

"Save it." I slid the glass over the island, he took it and drank it all.

"What do you even do for a living nowadays?" He asked, walking around my large apartment as I followed him behind, making sure he didn't step into my bedroom.

"Licensed therapist." I told him, and he spun around, looking down at me, intrigued.

"I feel like you need to solve your own problems before you try and fix others." Sunghoon uttered, and I just let out a scoff as he made his way towards my room. He stood before the door, looking over at me as I replied to him.

"Have you learnt to believe close friends over short-term lunatics yet? Or is that still a soft spot of yours?" I countered his unnecessary words.

He paused for a second and let out a small laugh. Sunghoon turned around to look at me.

"Sounds like someone's jealous a lunatic got to date me before you." He dared even say, along with a fat smirk slapped onto his face. He really thought he got me there.

Truth be told, yes, I was a little salty. But was I ever going to express that? Not on earth.

"How are you openly proud that you dated someone like Mirae?" I scoffed, flipping my hair behind my shoulder,

"Fine, you win. Whatever." He chuckled, clearly enjoying the teasing between us, "Your boyfriend in there?" He inquired, genuinely curious.

"Yeah, don't you fucking dare." I whispered, but as he looked down at me, I just knew what he was going to do - not listen to me at all.

My heart began that familiar pacing again, that kind of nostalgic feeling I hadn't felt in years. Excitement.