What If You Need Me (Sequel Yesterday's Devil)

Chapter 36

Xiumin

"Go and distract him," Chanyeol hissed as he pushed me hard enough to hit the bedroom door. "We can't have him even more confused than he already is."

"Alright, alright!" I glared at him before knocking on the door. Chanyeol stepped backwards but kept his eyes on me.

"Who's there?" A voice asked from behind the door.

"Xiumin. Can I come in?" I asked and watched how Chanyeol walked away. Without waiting for an answer I opened the door and stepped in.
That I was surprised with the scene in front of me was an understatement. I was shocked.
Jongdae was standing in his boxers with a towel in his hand, hair damp from the shower he had just taken a minute ago. He looked like he had been caught doing something bad as he stood still with a shirt in his hand, staring at me intensely.
Maybe seeing him like that shouldn't have been a shock, but we had always been the awkward friends. Never had sleepovers or whatsoever and I never had the chance to see him shirtless. Let alone without pants on.

"I though people should wait for an answer before they come in," he finally spoke.

"Sorry," I apologized and turned away to hide my blushing cheeks. It was hard not to look at him cause damn that guy had a nice body.
Jongdae let out a chuckle and threw the shirt on the bed before walking over to me. I felt his gaze on me and bit my lip. Why did they have to choose me to distract Jongdae? Just so he won't go downstairs and see Suho and also Jongin who had come over. It should've been an easy job, but my stupid crush was standing in the way.

I took a deep breath and turned around, looking straight into his eyes.
I wanted to grab a fist full of that wet hair and pull him as close as possible but I guessed that wouldn't be a good idea. Jongdae lifted his hand to run his fingers through his locks like he was reading my mind. "So... What made you come into my room?"

"I... Uh... It got boring downstairs." It sounded more like a question than a reason and I noticed the frown that appeared on his face.

"Is that so?" Jongdae took a few steps towards his bed like he was asking himself if he should put his shirt on but then stopped. "So you are hoping I can entertain you?"

"No, I mean yes. Wait." I shook my head. "I just thought we could maybe talk or something."

"Oh we can talk," Jongdae agreed. "What do you wanna talk about?"

I thought about what to answer when I felt a hand on my lower back, just above my ass. I turn around and lifted my knee up in a reflex. Jongdae groaned at the same time I realized what I had done. I covered my mouth with my hand and my eyes grew wide. "Omg, I'm sorry!"

"Was that really necessary?" Jongdae asked through gritted teeth while cupping his crotch with a painful expression.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. I am so sorry." I didn't know what to do to help him so I ended up patting his back. "It was a reflex." I wasn't lying. Since I had been dealing with guys like Kris I had to protect myself and now I couldn't stop myself from doing those things. Especially when someone touched me from the back.

"It's okay," he spoke softly.

"I didn't know I could aim that well," I spoke with a grin.

Jongdae looked up at me with a confused expression, "what do you mean?"

"It's difficult hitting small things, you know."

"Yah!" He exclaimed and stood straight again. "How do you know it's little, huh?"

I swallowed thickly and looked at the ground, "I don't."

I couldn't see the smirk on his face as he reached out to lift my chin up with his finger. "We can change that if you want to."

"Wh... What?" I immediately felt my cheeks burning as I slapped his hand away.

Jongdae laughed loudly and took a step closer, "you should've seen your face. It's hilarious."

"I don't think it's funny," I muttered and turned away, hugging myself in an attempt to fight the miserable feeling. "If you touch me again it's not only your dick who's going to be painful."

"Are you mad?" His voice was closer than the last time he had spoken and I shook my head. "Then what?"

"I'm... I don't know."

"Please don't hit my balls again, I'd like to be able to use them." Jongdae spoke as he carefully laid his hand on my shoulder.

"You nasty bastard."

He let out a low chuckle while moving his hand down a bit, thumb pressing into my skin. "I can live with that."

I closed my eyes and focused on how his hand slowly traveled upwards to my neck. I didn't know what to say and so I waited, but Jongdae was silent too.
My eyes flew open when I felt his hot breath lingering against my skin. My mouth slightly opened but I couldn't talk. It felt like a dream but also extremely real at the same time.
He let his fingers slide down my spine, making me shiver under his touch. And all this happened while he was in his boxers. Somehow that idea made me grin.
He let the fingers of his free hand tangle in my hair and pulled my head to the side before pressing his lips softly on my neck.
His action surprised me so much I gasped.

Jongdae chuckled and turned me around, smirking as he noticed my flustered face. "Didn't expect that, did you?"

"You nasty bastard," I repeated the words I had spoken earlier.

"I said I could live with that." He lifted his hand and placed it against my hot cheek.
My breath hitched as he leaned closer, eyes already half lidded.
I pressed my eyes closed as our lips melted together. I found the courage to wrap my arms around his neck to pull him closer and he grabbed my waist in a firm grip.

It didn't last long though, because that giant idiot decided to just walk in. Jongdae quickly pulled away and left a burning feeling in my whole body.

Chanyeol coughed and remarked, "I didn't mean that kind of distraction, but whatever floats your boat."

Kyungsoo

I smiled as I eyed my sleeping boyfriend. He was curled up in the chair in a position that would cause him pain when he woke up. But I knew he wouldn't tell me that.
I sighed loudly and kicked the sheets off my body. I couldn't stand the feeling anymore. It was suffocating me. I tried my best to put on my shoes as quiet as possible and slipped out of the room. There weren't as many people in the building as earlier this day and I stayed unnoticed because of my normal clothes.
It was already getting dark and the raindrops hit my face when I stepped outside.

I walked away from the hospital and quickened my pace, almost running while spreading my arms. I had the urge to scream to the dark sky, but my throat felt too soar. The rain was soaking me and it didn't took long for me to tremble from the cold.

But it didn't matter. Nothing mattered.