I stood up straight, turning behind me with a wet ass face. I wiped my face with a towel on the counter.
"Thought I left, didn't you? I bet you were sad." He chuckled, standing directly in front of me. I propped myself up on the counter, staring at him.
"Was doing just fine, but okay." I shrugged, the tension somehow just got higher, and it felt hotter as the space between us grew smaller each hour.
He placed one hand on my leg, rubbing it gently. My heart was beating out of my chest rapidly in this moment, however, still had to keep that annoyed facade on.
"Wish I could sleep over, by the way." Sunghoon intently stared at me, "If only your boring little boyfriend wasn't in your bed right now." And he just left the bathroom after that.
I took a few deep breaths, trying to recollect myself and build that wall of coldness back up again. I hopped off the counter and traced his steps back, he was sat in the living room now.
"How long have you been with your boyfriend?" He mentioned randomly, and I honestly wondered, if I ditched Jungwoo, would Sunghoon really just like - run to me or something?
"Three years." I bluntly told him, before he could even read the disappointment on my face, I turned around and walked to the kitchen.
I grabbed the alcohol from the cabinet and took a swig, placing it on the counter and wiping my mouth.
"Aw, a three year relationship, and you're letting it all fall over me." I turned around to look at him, and a crevice of his lip lifted into a smirk. He was looking at me some type of way, and it made me nervous.
"You've become more narcissistic, I'll tell you that. I'm not letting it all fall because of you - he's just fucking boring." I corrected him, furrowing my brows lightly as he gazed at me, those fucking eyes goddamn.
"Why you still with him then? Come on Nari, I know how much you hate living such a boring life." Sunghoon knew me too well, I always reinstated how much I didn't want to end up in that cycle of relationships where I'm stuck with a guy who makes me want to fall into a hole and never leave.
I hated how smug he was, how he knew it all. After all, he was my childhood best friend.
"What? Break up with him because I'm bored? You're funny Sunghoon, it's a stupid reason." I simply told him, sitting down on the living room couch.
Sunghoon stood up suddenly, and from the other couch he was sat on, he walked over to the one I was sat on. He crouched before me, looking up at me with the smirk-iest smirk of them all. Literally fuckboy material if I say so myself.
His hand reached for my cheek, resting it there for a brief moment before his thumb traced my lips, he wiped his thumb across my bottom lip, retracting his hand afterwards. A chuckle left his lips.
"I suppose you don't need to break up with him. If you're looking for fun, then you know, I'm always here." His voice was low, suggestive, and dare I say, hot as fucking hell.
I do not have a single clue how I'm going to manage to cope with this man being back in my life again. I refuse to fall in love with him, refuse.
I do not want to see his face again.
"If I were to cheat on my boyfriend, it certainly wouldn't be with you Sunghoon." I shut his little suggestions right the fuck down. He stood up, walking around the room for a little while and then proceeding to stare out of my windows out into the city.
He's so fine though. I laid my head back on the couch, groaning quietly. I was stuck between wanting him bad and not wanting to see him again.
But my heart truly leant more to the wanting him side.
"Well, I wouldn't say cheating - more of - giving you what you really need. You know, what he's lacking." Sunghoon spun around, glaring over me with such a sharp gaze.
Can you even believe this was the same guy that used to place drinks on my desk a good few years ago? I still am having trouble trying to comprehend that.
"And what do you know what I really need? Come on smartass, tell me." I crossed my arms, the words coming from my mouth were literally coming out without a thought. My mind and heart didn't care that Jungwoo was asleep a few steps away from us.
Sunghoon gave a breathy chuckle, approaching me very closely. He leant in, and I genuinely thought he was going to kiss me.
But instead, he whispered in my ear.
"You know fine well." Was all he said, and that completely sent my heart on fire. Damn right he was right, fuck you Sunghoon. (literally)
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p.sunghoon → f.y.b.f.
Fanfiction- up to what point can cheating be justified, especially if the person you're cheating with, is the famous park sunghoon?