My Secret Lover | HEESEUNG

50- A Step Closer

Y/N'S POV;

The car drive was silent. My head was turned to my window, staring out as I felt the gentle breeze brush against my skin.

"Baby?"

"Hm?" I replied, my head still resting against my arm that was pressed against the window. "Are you mad at me?" I stayed silent for a bit, then turned my body to face him.

"No."

"Why are you so quiet then, love?" His eyes looked over to look at me for a second before turning his attention back to the road. I simply shrugged, "I don't know."

"I'm sure there's something bothering you," he says, trying to help me express myself. "I don't like her," I mumbled, my head turning back to my window. "I don't like her either, my love."

My head turned to look at him. "She touched your jacket," I pointed out under my breath. Heeseung hummed, tapping his finger against the steering wheel.

When he was approaching a red light, Heeseung quickly took off his jacket and threw it in the backseat. "Better?" he asked with a wide smile. I nodded hesitantly then looked away to stop myself from smiling so wide.

I turned my head back to look at him once I was able to contain my smile. His hair was styled well. He was now left in a simple black dress shirt that had one button undone. His necklace sat perfectly on him as well as the bracelet on his wrist.

God did he look so good right now. I mean, he does all the time, but I so badly wanted to kiss him for looking so goddamn good.

"You look good," I blurt out. My eyes widened then I slapped a hand over my mouth. Heeseung chuckled, "Hm... Do I?" I nodded nonchalantly– or well, TRIED to...

"Anything else bothering you, pretty girl?" He asked me, most likely acknowledging that little wrinkle between my eyebrows. "Yes," I answered, sitting up straight.

"Stop looking so–" 

Should I still sulk or let it go...

Heeseung raised his eyebrow, waiting for me to continue."Looking so...?" "So goddamn good," I huffed, crossing my arms as I turned my body away.

Heeseunng simply laughed, throwing his head back a bit against the headrest. "That's something I have no control over, pretty lady." I sat there with my arms crossed over my chest. "W-Well... I DON'T KNOW!" I huffed.

Heeseung chuckles a bit, resting his hand on my thigh – again. "Just know that I only want you, my love." The words rolled off his tongue so naturally my cheeks most definitely turned pink.

"You sure?" I mumbled, still facing my window. I felt his warm hand slowly slide up to my upper thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Of course, my pretty girl is too sexy for me to stay away from."

My body went stiff a bit. He definitely felt that. "Okay," I said shyly, finally giving in.

"You know... if you're still doubting how much I want you... later, we can–" I smacked his hand which was traveling dangerously close to my core.

"Ow!" Heeseung whined, retracting his hand from my thigh and placing it back on the wheel. I cleared my throat and crossed my legs. "Focus on driving."

"You're saying it like you don't want it–"

"LEE HEESEUNG!"

"Okay, okay, I'm driving," Heeseung giggles.

I just knew he had his darn smirk on his lips because we both knew he was right. I mean... who wouldn't want THE Lee Heeseung. You must be out of your mind if that's the case.