Hold Me Tight

Hold Me 8: Triggered

Hold Me 8: Triggered

"Hold me because I don't want to give you to somebody else.."

"Well, what are we oppa... You tell me." Joy tilted her head slightly to the side as her eyebrows raised questioningly but her lips were curled into a teasing smile.

"We kiss oppa. It is normal for me to act that way. I don't want things to be awkward between us."

Sungjae looked baffled. He had gathered all his courage but all he got was this.

She was teasing him. Her eyes flickered in amusement over his reaction and he found himself blushing.

"If it is any consolation, will you accept that I like spending time with you?"

"J-joy.." He had stuttered when Joy was inching closer to him.

"Will you?" Her big doe eyes were poking through his anger and bringing it down instantly. He can feel himself stepping backwards until his back hit the wall as he nodded.

This woman knows her effect on man and it seems to him that she is willing to put it to a good use.

She grinned as she stood in her original spot again. "So we are fine right?"

Sungjae adjusted his jacket as he spread his lips into a thin smile. "If that what you want."

He knows she was trying to change the topic... and he wasn't one to let things go but something about how much a mask she was wearing made him feel like letting go. It was because of the dissonance in her eyes and her smile. Her eyes were desperate but her smile showed people that she is happy. It was the exact opposite.

People build up their facade for a reason. If he had adopted the approach to embrace being alone, she was latching onto people attention on her and convincing herself that she was happy, wearing a smile hoping to actually be happy.

It was her way of coping.

In a lot of ways, Sungjae knows she wasn't ready. Neither does he honestly. If anything is to happen with Joy, it will be a serious relationship.

They barely know each other yet.

He just needs to get to know her first.

"I want to know you Joy.."

His voice was deep and it was doing things to her. He was prying into her life and she felt a strong temptation to let him.

It was scary how jarring the change was when he blushed and now his eyes were looking at her like he wanted to explore every inch of her.

It was burning her.

Yook Sungjae was an attractive man. A handsome, tousled black hair guy with brown orbs that was imploring her with his intense eyes for her to relent and let him in.

"I want to know you too oppa." She said, sounding almost like a whisper.

The way she spoke those words like it was so hard for her to say him, evoke his protective instinct. He just knew he was willing to go through extreme length for her.

"Let's start Sooyoung ah."

She blushed. He had never called her Sooyoung, neither does she had asked him to. It was a nice surprise.

"How about we go somewhere?"

"Do you drink oppa?"

Sungjae eyes widened. Did she just? A highschooler?