Fall // Suho's FF [EN]

3. The visit

~~~ EXO - Playboy ~~~

She was standing like a statue by the corner of the sofa. Of the sofa he made himself comfortable on very quickly. She should not be surprised, when he was sitting on that sofa almost on daily basis. She probably sat less on that sofa than him, she was not that familiar with this item that people sit on, she usually sits on the floor or...

Yes, she really tried hard to divert her thoughts different way than that way, where she would start freaking out. And if she must occupy her mind with sofa theories, then she has no other choice.

It was better than to torment her brain with questions like, why was he here, why did he look so damn good in his navy-blue sweatshirt and mainly... WHY was he here!?

The moment she let her mind wonder, she just could not think of one reasonable motive of his presence in this house, when only she was inside, and he knew about this fact.

She went back in her memories to five minutes ago, when she was frozen to the spot in the door frame, gaping at Junmyeon like he was an alien. She was just buying herself time to digest words that has rolled over his pink lips.

He came here to see her.

He never came to see her. He never really looks at her or directly speaks to her. When they spend a time together, it was only in the group of people. She could enjoy stealing glances at him, without anyone knowing, without him knowing mainly, because as she mentioned, he never looks at her, so she didn't have to worry about being caught.

No one will probably ever understand why does she feel so out of world, when he does complete opposite and turns his attention her way. She didn't know how to act or what to say and he was aware of it. Judging from the sneer that formed on those pink lips of his, he knew how much does his unusual behaviour makes her feel uneasy.

He didn't wait for her to regain her clear thinking and simply slipped around her into the house. Next thing she knew was that he was making himself comfy on the sofa, by the table covered with her study materials, while she followed him like compelled idiot.

She dared to look at him, almost collapsing on the floor, when she found out he didn't look at her now. He seemed to be lost in his thoughts. When he did that, he always pouted his lips slightly and she realised she thought of his lips too many times since he arrived, which was like five minutes ago.

She sighed, which made him turn his eyes at her again and she realised she should have kept her mouth shut. God, Jihye, stop acting like a cry-baby and own it! She changed her rigid posture, straightening her back, while folding her arms on her chest. She wavered for a split of second, when his smirking expression changed, and his mouth widened into a full beam smile, while watching her trying to act all cool.

She almost stopped breathing.

He never smiles at her like this, god this must be an awful dream and she will be miserable once she wakes up.

She quickly blinked to stop herself from sliding back to her brainless self.

"What are you doing here?" yes, she managed to ask without sounding like a complete moron.

"You are making me nervous standing there like this," he replied without answering her question, but to hell with it. What is he saying? She is making him nervous... what kind of joke is he playing on her right now? The only person in this room whose stomach is in deadly spasm of nervousness, was her. She almost said all this out loud, but held it in.

"Why don't you sit down?" he encouraged her, his voice sounding like liquid chocolate. She automatically looked on the empty space beside him and loudly gulped.