The Heeseung Complex || Heeseung ||18+

❥ 10

As soon as I am in the room, Heeseung pushes me against the door, his lips on my neck, teeth digging into it..

"Heeseung." I gasp, trying to push him back. "You can't leave a mark here."

"Maybe not here." He whispers against my neck and starts to unbutton my pajama top. "But i can where he can't see."

'Heeseung, stop it." I push him back, paranoid that Jay will be able to hear through the wall. Plus, five minutes ago I was in here with Sunghoon.

"Stop?" Heeseung asks in surprise, standing up straight to look down at me.

"That is what I said."

"Did something happen with you and your Ice Prince?" He asks, his hand still unbuttoning the front of my pajamas.

"You told him that I was upset with what he said."

"You were."

"But you didn't have to tell him that. I was mortified!" I whisper yell, trying to keep my voice low enough that nobody could hear, even if their ear is pressed to the door. I know I am paranoid.

Heeseung now has all the buttons to my top undone and has dropped his head to kiss and bite my shoulder, while his hands run up my bare skin.

"Heeseung," I warn. "You aren't even listening."

"I am. You were mortified." He repeats, biting my shoulder hard enough that I know there will be a mark there.

"How did you draw my name?" I ask.

"I have been looking at your handwriting for weeks. I can forge it." He laughs, licking where he just bit. "We have seven minutes and you are talking through all of it."

One of his hands slides into the hem of my shorts. I grab his forearm to stop him.

"Heeseung," I say again. "We can't do this here."

"Why?" His face is right in front of me now, an angry look in his eye. What is this about? "What did you and Sunghoon do?"

"That's none of your..."

"Don't give me that. We both know nothing happened with him."

I step to the side, away from Heeseung, buttoning my shirt. I am not sure what he meant by that, but it felt cruel.

"This isn't what this game is intended for."

"This game is for middle schoolers learning to kiss." Heeseung's head comes to rest on my shoulder, his arms wrapping around from behind. "But you don't allow kisses on the lips, so I have to get creative."

"Why did you write my name anyway?"

"I didn't want to get trapped in here with Seri."

"She's my friend and she would let you kiss her. Probably among other things." It was true. She has mentioned in the past how attractive she thinks Heeseung and Jake are.

"Why would I want that, when I have you and your book of smut?" He teases, biting my ear lightly.

"Heeseung." I push away from him, turning around. He cocks an eyebrow at me.

"What happened with you and Sunghoon?" He asks again. "Did he kiss you?"

I don't answer, looking away.

"He kissed you?" The shock in his voice stings a little. I know it is unbelievable, but to seem that surprised was an insult.

"On the cheek." I place my hand over the cheek he had kissed.