❝ Stardust & Heartstrings ❞ YEONBIN FF

Chapter 14 : Confronting the Past

Soobin sat patiently at the dinner table, awaiting Yeonjun's return. However, his attention was drawn to Yeonjun's phone, which lay on the table, buzzing incessantly with notifications. At first, Soobin ignored it, but when the phone started ringing nonstop, he grew concerned. Despite his initial reluctance to intrude, Soobin decided to alert Yeonjun to the persistent calls. He got up from his seat and made his way to the washroom, calling out to Yeonjun, "Yeonjun, you have an urgent call. It won't stop ringing!" Soobin's voice was gentle, yet laced with a hint of concern, as he tried to balance respect for Yeonjun's privacy with the apparent importance of the call.

Yeonjun's voice echoed from the bathroom, "Maybe it's an urgent call from the hospital. Could you pick it up? I'll be out in a minute." His tone was slightly muffled by the sound of water shutting off, but the concern and hint of urgency were unmistakable.

Soobin's eyes narrowed as he grasped the phone firmly, his knuckles whitening with restrained tension. The unfamiliar female voice on the other end was laced with a tone of entitlement and annoyance, "Jagiya, why aren't you answering my texts? I sent so many of them." Soobin's mind raced with questions - who was this woman, and what was her relationship with Yeonjun?

"Yeonjun-ssi, why aren't you talking? It's me, Hana. Hello? Can you hear me?" Hana's voice was laced with concern and a hint of irritation.

Soobin's patience wore thin as Hana's voice continued to prattle on, oblivious to the fact that he, not Yeonjun, was on the other end of the line. His grip on the phone tightened, and with a swift motion, he ended the call, the sudden silence a relief from Hana's incessant chatter. He stood there, his eyes fixed on the phone, his mind reeling with questions and emotions. Who was Hana, and what was her connection to Yeonjun? Why did she seem so familiar and comfortable addressing him with such affection? Soobin's thoughts swirled, his feelings a mix of confusion, annoyance, and a hint of possessiveness.

Yeonjun emerged from the bathroom, his skin glistening with water droplets, clad only in a towel. "Was it a call from the hospital?" he asked, but before he could get an answer, Soobin's lips were pressed against his, pinning him to the wall with an unexpected and passionate kiss.

Yeonjun's eyes widened in surprise as Soobin's sudden movement caught him off guard. The towel wrapped around his waist began to slip, but Soobin's hands quickly grasped his hips, holding him in place. Their lips crashed together in a passionate, unexpected kiss. Yeonjun's initial shock gave way to a deepening connection, his lips parting to allow Soobin's tongue to explore. The water droplets on his skin merged with the heat of their kiss, sending shivers down his spine. Soobin's grip on Yeonjun's hips tightened, his fingers digging into the damp skin as he deepened the kiss.

Regaining his composure, Yeonjun gently broke free from the kiss, his eyes locking onto Soobin's with a mix of surprise and inquiry. "What's gotten into you?" he asked, his voice laced with a blend of confusion and curiosity, as he tried to make sense of Soobin's sudden behavior.

Soobin's voice was low and husky as he demanded, "Who's Hana?" His grip on Yeonjun's hips tightened, his fingers digging deeper into the skin as he slowly parted Yeonjun's legs with his knees, his body pressing closer, his chest against Yeonjun's, their faces inches apart.

With a swift motion, Yeonjun snatched the phone from the table and swiftly blocked the mysterious number that had been blowing up his phone with calls and texts, his eyes never leaving Soobin's intense gaze.

Soobin's voice was firm and commanding, his eyes burning with an inner fire as he repeated, "I asked you a question, Yeonjun," his tone leaving no room for evasion or delay.

Yeonjun's expression turned stern, his voice taking on a slightly authoritative tone as he reminded Soobin, "Did you forget that I'm a year older than you? You should be addressing me with respect, Soobin. It's 'hyung' to you, not Yeonjun." His eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze piercing as he awaited Soobin's response, his posture exuding a quiet confidence and authority.