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It was dead silent between them. She cursed the universe for being in the same room as him. The entire ride back she was secretly hoping he'd just go where he disappears to usually instead of coming home. But that wish clearly wasn't being granted.
She ignored his constant stare on her and started to undo her tights which made her miserably stuck to her skin the entire time. A sigh of relief left her lips and she stood up again, tying her hair up with a scrunchie. Even though she knew he was mad, why should she be worried about that? It's not like he ever tried to fix things when she tried to talk to him. Didn't he not care-?
All the while, he stood against the door and watched, his eyes dragging over ever movement and every curve of her body - which eventually snapped her string of patience.
"What is it?" She voiced out blandly.
He raised a brow, "I didn't say anything,"
"You're staring- no glaring. And why the fire alarm? You hate me that much? Then why did you even agree to come along-?"
The brunette drily chuckled.
"I was working together cause everybody else agreed to. If not I wouldn't have even let you do this. Weren't you the one who wanted to do this-?"
Her mouth fell agape in disbelief, unable to hold back the scoff that left her lips, "Haechan.....I said I'm sorry. What more do you want me to do for you to stop this nonsense-?"
There was a brief pause as he pushed himself off the leaning position, shaking his head with
an enigmatic yet cold expression plastered on his face, "So....you say it's a misunderstanding and then turn around and cuddle up with your precious Yangs," He mumbled without meeting her eyes, taking a few strides closer to her as the girl back away.
"You run to me whenever Yangyang isn't around. You call for me only when you seem to need me. You claim one thing and do the exact
opposite," he now stopped infront her, scarily calm. "I don't know what you think you're doing, but in my dictionary- that is very much playing,"
The raven head's confidence faltered again and she didn't like that. His gaze that bore into her sent shivers down her spine. But what she hated the most was his perspective of all this- she couldn't even blame him. It really was her fault this time. Maybe she didn't mess up, but she made herself look more suspicious.
Her body froze up when her back hit the edge of his table. She tried her best to look at him yet struggled to maintain continued eye contact when she only found a remorseless, empty pair of eyes glowering down at her.
"........me and Yangyang really aren't anything- look it's a long story-"
He chuckled. And then laughed. Sarcastically, in a tone which could awaken the devil himself.
"And now you expect me to believe your shit show?" He spoke as if she just cracked a hysterical joke. Her jaw dropped. And so did a few tears.
"Why...why are you acting like this....you haven't even bothered to ask me anything. Or even talk to me,"
"And I have a valid reason unlike you,"
"Yeah reasons sure! Only your reasons matter and mine are just nothing right?! You don't even let me speak! How about you tell me what reason did you have to have been and still be a fucking asshole!" She cried out, her patience now completely torn apart to shreds.
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Never | Lee Haechan
Fanfiction"Haechan, you can have any girl in the world but not Jiae. Trust me" Except he had her. And she was frustrated enough to let him have her. That's how they got here. / currently under editing because this was my first book- / enemies to lovers trope ...
