patisserie d'amour | seungin | stray kids

9. outselling cupid

SEUNGMIN

The entire world literally stopped moving when I saw Jeongin. He wore a dark green silk shirt with the first three buttons undone, tucked into loose fitted white pants. His hair was slicked back and I was pretty sure he did some sort of smoky eye makeup because heck, he looked gorgeous and I couldn't bring myself to admit that.

I don't really notice Felix and Changbin leaving, nor do I realize that I'm left all alone with Jeongin.

"Shouldn't we order something?" He asks, breaking me out of my daze.

"Yeah, take a look at the menu," I reply, not really thinking about what I'm saying. Most of the dinner went in talking about the usual nonsense and how Heeseung has been begging him to ask me to treat them to a meal since I'm now their "big brother."

"What should we do now? It's not like we can roam around looking this fancy without coming off as stupid," I say, leaning back on my chair after I finish eating.

"Let's just go to my place and watch a movie or something," Jeongin suggests, and I agree with him. I pay for the food at the reception counter and we get into his car to go to his place.

"Welcome to my humble abode," he says, opening the door to a small but cozy studio apartment. How he's managed to live in an apartment of his own while still being a college student is beyond me.

He brings blankets from the bed, sitting with one leg crossed over the other and an arm extended over the sofa behind my head. He plays the movie and it goes on in silence till a part comes where the main characters are professing their love for each other.

"That's it, I've had enough! How much longer are we going to do this?" Jeongin bursts out of nowhere.

"What do you mean?" I ask, genuinely wondering why he suddenly raised his voice.

"Tell me, Seungmin. After all spending all this time together and going out do you still not feel anything? Anything at all?" He says, grabbing my collar and looking at me with pleading eyes.

"I-"

He doesn't let me finish, breaking me off with a kiss. I freeze.

"Tell me. Did you feel nothing?"

I gather up the courage to get my feelings out. "I...I did. I like you, Jeongin. I'm just a coward for not being able to tell you sooner," I say, and he looks at me with big eyes.

He gets on my lap and smashes his lips onto mine. This time I respond with eagerness, as if I've been craving that kiss for eternity. He deepens the kiss, biting my lip and entering his tongue inside. We make out for a hot minute.

"You have no idea how badly I've been wanting to do that," he says, panting as he rests his forehead against mine.

"And you have no idea how bad denying that I didn't want to was."

"Let's cut the bullshit and just date already," Jeongin groans. I bury my face in his neck, not able to show my face while giving my answer.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I reply, and he laughs.

"Cute."

*

A pleasant smell. That's the first thing I notice when I come to my senses.

Wait, this smells familiar. Is it...

Jeongin?

My eyes fly open and I search my surroundings, realizing that I'm not in my apartment. Instead, I was lying down on said guy's chest, and my legs felt cramped because of the tight pants from last night that I was still wearing.