Breaking the habit (SEVENTEEN FANFIC)

HANSOL

"Hansol, I heard—"

"what the actual—"

I stared at the man, my eyes wide open as I clutched my chest. my heart pounded against my ribs. My nostrils flared "what the hell man?! Ever heard of knocking before?!"

"pardon me for my intrusion. The door was open so, I assumed that it was fine"

"hell no, it's not!"

I turned my back to him. I stared at the ceiling then rolled my eyes.

He's going to help you, Hansol. My inner voice chided, might as well be nice to him.

Do I really have to do this? He's weird. He's invasive. He's a smart aleck. I don't have to be close to him. we can just share this doctor to patient thing.

I took a deep breath. "look, I'm sorry" I turned to face him and to my surprise, he was already one decent meter away from him me, his hands on his back.

I stared at the shiny thing behind me and narrowed my eyes. "what's that behind you?"

He raised his eyebrows "what do you mean?"

"that shiny thing"

He met my gaze. we exchanged looks.

I glanced at the closed door, my eyebrow raised. I don't remember closing the door. I also don't remember hearing him approach me. I decided to shrug it off and continue to talk "I'm just a bit jumpy, I guess"

He lowered his head "I think I made a mistake in my part too"

Yeah, you did. Want to talk about setting boundaries bro? you look like you need that talk from someone.

"as an apology, I am inviting you to go the nearest café with me"

I shook my head vigorously "ah--no. I'm busy. Lots of things to pack, loads to unpack besides, I have no money"

He caught my wrist "I insist"

I gave him a once over. Every part of my brain was screaming for me to run. To say no and leave it at it. being alone with him is the last thing that I wanted to do.

But I know that he's not going to stop unless I say yes.

I sighed. "how about the one downstairs?"

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"would you mind if we go someplace with less people?"

I nodded my head at his question. "you really like isolated places huh?" I brought the coffee to my lips, my eyes boring into him with a smirk "what? you terrified by people or something?"

His face went blank before he managed to retrieve his hundred-watt grin once again "no, it's just—I'm a bit uncomfortable with all the people staring at us"

"no worries. The monument's much more interesting than the two of us combined"

I averted my gaze to the door. Mom, this would be the perfect time for you to swoop in and call me. I can feel like he's planning to give me a lift home.

"so, I trust that you're aware of the strength hypnosis has?"

"yeah, watched some shows once"

"do you believe in it?"

"yeah" dude, if I didn't I wouldn't be sitting in front of you having a latte.

I didn't even feel the slightest tinge of guilt. He might be a nice person but there's just something in me that wanted to crush something out of him.

He stared at me.

Here it comes. I know it. I can feel the words building up in his throat. I began tapping my foot. Why do people always disappear when I need them?

"do you—"

I raised a hand to signal him to shut up. I opened my mouth, about to make something clear about the only connection between us.

"look, man." I took a deep breath. I continuously glanced at the door. Do I really have to be the jerk right now?

"I appreciate this stuff and all, but I really, really, really would—"

"Hansol!" I turned and grinned at my mom as she pointed at her watch. She motioned for me to hurry up.

I sighed in relief "sorry. that's my ride. See ya tomorrow"

There was it again. I thought I just saw him gnash his teeth.

Oh, well. I grabbed my bags, almost running towards my mom.

It's not like I even gave a damn.