✭ | GUILTY - CHAPTER TWO !
▎It was later that night when they had parted from each other, and she was now nestled in a blanket at her apartment. Her phone was playing Baekhyun at a low volume as she drew the smile on Chan's face from the morning when he was talking about Seungkwan, finding the memory to be more difficult to etch into the paper than she thought.
His eyes weren't matching the smile and she could feel her frustration growing so she had to settle on moving onto a different image of him. This time it was the frustration he was experiencing about his instructor and more issues were occuring on this one.
Chan's eyes still weren't matching. She scowled, going to erase it before realizing why they weren't matching. It was Sunoo's eyes, she was drawing a mixture of Sunoo and Chan. The knowledge made her blink and lean away, hand outstretched for her phone as she went to change the song. Soon the lyrics to Amusement Park were floating through the air of her room and she looked back at the paper with contemplation.
Her eraser hit the paper and Sunoo's eyes disappeared, her brows furrowed and a frown on her face as she changed them into Chan's. She ended up adding a small heart on his cheek and then the frown slid clean off her face as she held the paper up. His face was exactly how she wanted it to appear now, but her fingers were still itching to draw and she now knew what was bothering her.
The paper flipped over and within one blink Sunoo's gaze was staring up at her. She sighed and grasped at her phone again, moving away from her desk to send Chan a message. Her fingers only paused once she saw the time glaring back up at her. How was it already 2:09 in the morning?
She looked away at the paper and stared at the amount of drawings she had made of Sunoo. For a moment she didn't move and then she was scampering to close the journal, face burning as she realized she had been unknowingly drawing him for hours and she had just met him the day prior.
There was an embarrassing noise that shot out of her as she shoved the journal into her bag and threw herself onto her bed; her heart pounding as she scrambled to pull the blankets over her. What was she thinking? What was the matter with her?
Her mind skidded to a stop as she realized she absolutely could not let Chan look in her journal until she ended up getting a new one. This was something he would blackmail her with for eons and in the afterlife too. Under no circumstances could he find out that she had just spent...four hours drawing Sunoo.
A groan left her as she rolled onto her side and squeezed her eyes shut with the vain attempt to make her fingers calm down. They just wanted to draw and draw, but now that she knew what they were wanting there was no way she was going to allow it.
"Don't do it, Hae." She whispered to herself as she had to refrain from springing back out of bed, "It is strange, weird even, and you will look like a creep." The urge was winning and her heart was pounding again as she groaned; her fists beating childishly against the bed as she whined.
Her feet hit the floor and she crept back over to the bag. One of her hands trembled as she grabbed the journal and flicked it open. Sunoo peered back up at her and she resigned herself to this fate as she slowly sat down at her desk. Anything outside of the pages in-front of her faded away as she sketched and erased, light starting to trinkle in from her window right as she slumped against her arm for a moment too long.
"Hae!" Chan's yell woke her up, her head hitting the shelf above her as she jerked upright, "Hae, you're going to be late! Get up!" She groaned with the wandering thought of why she was asleep at her desk making her look around, and then she jumped away from the paper she'd been laying on as if it was burning her.
