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You're sitting in the corner of the dance studio, trying to focus on your phone, but your eyes keep drifting to Lee Know. You can't help it—he's magnetic, effortlessly drawing your attention even when he's just sitting with the boys, eating and catching his breath between rehearsals. His sleeveless shirt clings to his toned body, highlighting the muscles that ripple with every movement, and his hair is damp from the intense practice, sticking to his forehead in a way that makes him look both wild and irresistible.
You're completely lost in your thoughts, just watching him, when suddenly, he glances your way. His eyes lock onto yours, catching you in the act. Your heart skips a beat, and before you can react, his lips curl into a knowing smirk. The heat rushes to your cheeks, and you quickly look away, embarrassed to have been caught staring so openly.
But you're not fast enough to avoid his notice. He gets up, leaving the rest of the boys behind as he strides over to you with a casual confidence that only makes him more attractive. You keep your eyes down, pretending to be absorbed in your phone, but it's useless—he's already seen you, and you can feel him getting closer.
When he finally stops in front of you, you can sense him towering over you, his presence commanding all of your attention. "Y/N," he says, his voice deep and teasing. "You were staring so much just now, and now you can't even look at me?"
Your heart races, and you try to muster up some kind of response, but you're too flustered. You keep your eyes down, afraid that if you look up, you'll only get more embarrassed. "I wasn't... I didn't mean to—"
Before you can finish, he crouches down in front of you, his hand reaching out to gently lift your chin. His grip is firm but gentle, and he tilts your head up, forcing you to meet his gaze. His eyes are dark, intense, and filled with amusement.
"Look at me," he murmurs, his tone leaving no room for argument.
You can't help but obey, your breath catching in your throat as your eyes meet his. He's so close now that you can see the way his pupils dilate, the mischievous glint in his gaze as he studies your face.
"There we go," he says softly, his smirk widening. "That's better."
You swallow hard, feeling your pulse quicken under his intense gaze. "I'm just... you're really distracting," you manage to say, your voice barely above a whisper.
"Distracting, huh?" he repeats, his thumb brushing lightly against your jawline. "I'll take that as a compliment."
"It was meant as one," you admit, still feeling the heat in your cheeks but not daring to look away now that he has you like this.
He chuckles, his voice low and rough in a way that sends a shiver down your spine. "Good," he says, his thumb now caressing your cheek as his hand stays firmly under your chin. "You were staring at me so much, I couldn't help but notice. And now you're acting all shy."
You try to look away again, but his hand holds your chin in place, keeping your eyes locked on his. "Nope, not letting you off that easy," he teases. "You were practically drooling, babe."
You groan, the embarrassment almost too much to handle, but he just laughs softly, clearly enjoying how flustered you are. "You're impossible," you mutter, but there's no real annoyance in your voice, just a hint of affection.
"And you're adorable," he counters, leaning in closer, his lips brushing against yours in a brief, teasing kiss. "I like it when you look at me like that."
You finally allow yourself to relax, the tension easing from your shoulders as you let out a soft sigh. "You do?"
"Of course," he murmurs, his hand moving from your chin to cup your cheek. "It's nice knowing I can make you this flustered just by being here."
His words make your heart flutter, and you can't help the small smile that tugs at your lips. "Well, you are pretty hard to resist," you admit, feeling more confident now that his teasing has turned into something more tender.
He grins, clearly pleased with your response. "I know," he says playfully, giving you another quick kiss. "And I'm not gonna stop teasing you about it, either."
You laugh, shaking your head slightly as you finally let yourself enjoy the moment. "I'd be surprised if you did."
"Good," he says with a smirk, his hand still warm against your cheek. "Because I like keeping you on your toes."
He leans in again, capturing your lips in a deeper kiss this time, and you melt into him, your earlier embarrassment forgotten.
