Glancing at you in a side eye, Haechan's gaze runs by your body, unable to not notice your short dress while getting ready to the party tonight. He lets out an unnecessarily heavy sigh, trying to get any reaction to you, but you keep on ignoring him just like you've doing to each other for 3 days now.
The situation is that you had an argument some days ago and the anger made the petty spirit of both of you ask for "break". Since then, you've been ignoring each other, waiting for the other to apologize.
-I'm gonna take the car. – Haechan breaks the silence, checking his outfit on the mirror. You slowly turn your eyes at him, feeling your blood boiling just by hearing his voice.
-No. I'm gonna take the car. – You say, and he scoffs.
-And how am I supposed to go to the party? – He asks, and you shrug sassily.
-You have two legs. Walk. Or take a bus. – You say turning around again, and he rolls his eyes, poking his cheek with his tongue.
-Good lucky trying to drive without the keys then. – He says, and you hear the sound of the keys tingling in his fingers.
In the end, turned out you two are going together in the car. You with your arms crossed in the passenger seat in completely silence while Haechan drives to place without looking at you. It feels like an eternity, until you get there.
-Don't even try to talk to me tonight. – You say, taking your purse and closing the car's door.
-I know how "taking a break" works! – Haechan yells as you get in the house.
And that's how it went. You didn't talk during all the party, pretending not to know the existence of each other, even if your gazes were meeting time to time. Obvious Haechan wouldn't really pay attention on you in a place like that, especially when another guy suddenly approaches you, starting a conversation.
Even if you and he were "taking a break", he was wondering what it really means when he saw you laughing out loud at what the guy was saying. He gulped, trying to look confident on ignoring you, but deep inside his jealousy was hitting the wall of his chest.
His patience didn't handle too long. The guy's gaze totally pissed him off, looking at you head to toe, clearly flirting with you shamelessly. Before you realized, you were already being dragged by Haechan holding you by the wrist.
He goes to the house's kitchen and pulls you to the counter, pinning you with his hands on each side of you. His action makes you hold your breath in surprise, seeing him only some inches away from you.
-I know we are taking a break, but that doesn't mean you can flirt around. – He says looking deeply in your eyes.
-I wasn't flirting with him. Didn't we agree not to talk to each other? – You deviate your gaze from his, strangely feeling your heart beating faster.
-Yeah, but that doesn't mean I would let a random guy flirt with my girlfriend as if I was not there. We didn't break up for you be cheating on me. – Haechan says, and you frown.
-Cheating on you? I was only talking to him, Haechan. – You say, but he scoffs.
-Yeah. He was eating you with his eyes. Nah. I don't like it at all. I'm the only one who can look at you that way. I'm the only one who can stay this close to you. No one else. – He says, and you gulp in nervousness.
You can't deny that this sudden jealous Haechan brought butterflies to your belly, making your earlier anger towards him totally fly away. You hadn't noticed how mad he was at that silly guy who was talking to you. You thought he was really ignoring you today, but it seems like you're wrong, and to be honest, it doesn't bother you to have Haechan's attention again.
His eyes are staring at your face intensely. He is really mad, and somehow, it's even funny. You stay silent as his gaze drops to your lips. His body gets closer as he becomes serious. Your breathing gets heavy and your heartbeats increase, finally having him this close again after some days.
The reason of the fight doesn't matter anymore, nor the fact of being in the middle of the party when his lips meet yours in a deep kiss. His hands cup your waist, pulling you closer to him while his body pushes you against the counter. Haechan is a pro when it comes to kisses like that. Kisses that take your breath away.
Your hands go to his hair, messing up his strains, not caring about the other people passing by now and then. That's the problem with arguing with Haechan. You too are too proud to admit your faults, but at the same time, you're crazy for each other, which results on fixing everything with kisses and touches.
Haechan pulls away with a smirk, pecking your red and soft lips. His hands squeeze your hips as your eyes meet again in a drunkish feeling.
-Weren't we taking a break? - You ask, resting your hands on his shoulders, and Haechan shrugs.
-We just took a break on taking a break. - He jokes, and you laugh. - Let's end with the game when we get home. - He says, and you nod, leaving a light kiss on the corner of his lips. - Just don't make me jealous or I will have to drag you here again. - He says, and you chuckle.
-Deal. - You say, smiling. - Love you. - You whisper in his ear, leaving no option but to him to melt for your cuteness.
-Love you. - He whispers back, winking and leaving the kitchen.
