game changer

part 11

you toss and turn all night, your mind racing with thoughts of sunghoon and heeseung. no matter how hard you try, you can't shake the image of sunghoon's hurt and angry face from your mind. it's a look you never thought you would see on his usual cool and collected face. it clings to you, gnawing at your conscience. you wonder if you liked it more when sunghoon didn't show any feelings towards you at all and remained as cold and mysterious as ever.

you start thinking about heeseung, too—how sweet he was, how he took care of you after, how you felt safe in his arms. but then your thoughts twist, imagining the look on his face if he ever found out you stole that picture from his room. how betrayed he'd feel, how that charming smile of his would disappear.

you sigh, sitting up in bed as the weight of your actions presses down on your chest. the more you think about it, the more you realize you can't just let this go. you have to do something, anything, to make this right.

so you swing your legs over the side of the bed and grab the picture from your bag.

you know the one place lee heeseung would be at this early in the morning; the baseball diamond.

you slip on a hoodie and some sneakers, not bothering to change out of your pajamas and head out into the cool, early morning. the air is crisp, a sharp contrast to the warmth of your bed.

when you finally reach the baseball diamond, you see heeseung's figure against the light sky. you hesitate for a moment before stepping closer, clutching the picture in your hand. you start to rethink your actions and the words you practiced to say to him over and over again.

"y/n?" his voice suddenly calls out to you from across the field.

you glance up at him, and force a smile on your face and start to approach him. "hey,"

"hi," he gleams at you, happy as ever. "what're you doing here? it's so early."

you shrug and look down at your shoes, slightly soaked from the morning dew.

"y/n?" heeseung questions you, his hand reaching down to lift your chin back up so you're looking at him. his face is contorted into concern. "what's wrong?"

you sigh and know that lee heeseung can read you like a book. so you take the picture from behind your back and give it to him without a word.

you can tell by his face that he's confused. the way he gently takes the picture and looks at it.

"how... did you get this?"

you bite your lip at the question you had hoped he wouldn't have asked, but reluctantly tell him the truth.

"from your room, when you were in the bathroom."

heeseung only nods, his eyes still stuck on the picture before him. so you continue with your apology.

"i'm so sorry heeseung, i know it was wrong of me. i felt guilty as soon as i took it. i just– i get so caught up in reporting sometimes that i don't think of the people that i'm reporting ons feelings. so, i'm sorry."

heeseung smiles again, and it surprises you, really. you thought he would react similar to how sunghoon reacted when he saw the picture. but then again, you know how different sunghoon and heeseung are. polar opposites.

"it's alright y/n." heeseung nods, and you let out a sigh. "thanks for telling me the truth, i appreciate it."

"no, of course. it was wrong of me to take it without your permission."

"it's okay, i guess i didn't realize how important this investigation was to you."

suddenly there's a scoff from behind you, causing both you and heeseung to glance back in surprise.