20. A Date?

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Jihoon

I wait by the entrance for the crimson colored car to arrive. It's already lunch our but he isn't here yet. I stir the americano in my hand as I grab the strip of my slinging bag over my shoulder with the other one, looking around just to double check that my friends aren't actually trailing behind me, I won't be able to explain them why I ditched them for lunch in the name of my production just to go out to meet a hottie for myself. My cheeks dusted pink as my thoughts start to get nasty.

I sip on the hot coffee which I'm going to out of soon just to ignore my unholy thoughts that are somehow not so much of a lie. A cool breeze passes by as my hair get tangled on their own. I try to comb it down which isn't happening and I regret not tying them up in a ponytail or a half one which I usually do, but thanks to my sappy self that I didn't do it today. Because a birdie named Seungkwan once told me that I look pretty with my hair down.

Can you believe me? Well, I can't even believe myself these days to be honest. I sigh to myself as I shift my weight to another leg, already given up on the idea of combing my hair because it's getting more messed up. And where is that fucker! Is he ghosting me! Huh! Me of all people. I swear I won't even see his face if he ghost me. I'll wait for five more minutes before I'm walking in. Yeah, just five.

I shiver as a strong breeze passes by, momentarily unaware of the matte black Ferrari Laferrari that just pulled over just by my side. But when I finally notice my silhouette on the dark windshield, it tremors as the car door opens, revealing the boy I've been waiting for. His eyes are filled with worry for who knows what.

"Hey_"

My words die down at the back of my throat as he suddenly pulls me in, crashing my body against his as his hands rub the tip of my ear, but I'm sure they're turning redder as his fingertips graze over them. His body is warm, maybe it's the warmth of his woolen sweater but it feels good, so good that I involuntarily rub my cheek over the woolen fabric as I dig my hands further to hold him tighter against my body. He smells sweet, just like him.

"Jihoonie, why're you waiting here? It's cold outside. You should've waited inside the cafe," he pushes my face back as his hands crease my cheeks to make me see him face to face, his eyes are still filled with worry. It makes my heart clench. 'It's ok, I'm fine,' I want to say him but I can't form my words. I touch his hands with mine and that's when I realize I'm actually freezing.

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"Here"

"Um...thanks for the coffee...."

"Is the temperature okay?"

"Hmm," I nod as I soak my hands with the warmth coming out of the paper cup in my hand and the silence once again envelops us as I duck my head lower. But at least we're not in front of PLEDIS since I can't risk my friends find out what I'm up to which leads to me asking Soonyoung to take us a few streets away from here without asking any questions which he did, more like doing it out of guilt.

Without asking about if I'm okay or not, he hasn't said anything and it's concerning me. Even though I only know him for a day, I know that he's a chatterbox that I'm drawn into. I shuffle in my seat as his jacket hangs over my side, I can smell the same sweet smell coming from the jacket, it smells like him, like home.

"I'm sorry," my head snaps back at him, I for the first time can't see his face hiding beneath his silky bangs as his face hangs lower as his fist tightens around the steering wheel, his veins popping out in the process. Damn those veins!

Control yourself! You asshole!

"Why are you saying sorry? It wasn't your fault," I reassure him as I try to keep my horniness under control, the key word: try. " To be honest, it was my fault not to dress warmly and since I don't go out of my studio I never even check the weather. So, it was my fault."

He shakes his head, his bangs beautifully following his movement, "I should've texted you that I would be late. But believe me, it wasn't my intention to keep you waiting." He finally looks at me, his eyes glistening with tears that are hidden under those beautiful bangs.

Even before I can register, my hands automatically reaches out to tuck those bangs behind his ear, those bangs feel soft against my skin as I finally take a look of those beautiful eyes. My breath hitches as I take in the whole universe in those beautiful eyes that might just burst into tears. His pupils dilate in my sudden action. Well, I can't blame him since I'm also surprising myself lately as I crease his soft cheek with my slender fingers.

"I know you weren't late on purpose," his surprised face soon got hidden, way quickly than I wanted it to be. "Don't beat yourself up for it, okay?" he nods, hurriedly hiding his face in his sleeves, drying his eyes in the process before smiling ear to ear making me chuckle at the cute looking hamster.

"Don't make fun of me!!" he whines.

"Aww...someone is sappy," I coo.

"Jihoonie!!!"

I giggle, "So...where are we meeting others?"

"I never said we're meeting someone," he whistles, starting the engine.

"Huh!? Then where are we going?"

"Well, in a little date of ours," he winks as my face colors in thousands sheds of red.

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