Love Me Once. (Sehun FanFic.)

4.

"I want to take you somewhere." Sehun mumbled.

"Why?"

"The least I could do is the littlest of sight seeing with you." He smiled lightly, making me feel guilty as to what I said before.

Getting into the car first, he followed after and sat next to me. Whispering in the driver's ear, he patted his shoulder and the car started.

"What did you tell him?" I asked.

"Where to go." Sehun buckled up. I reached back to pull out the seat belt, but it locked. The harder I pulled, the more my desires were to yank out the whole strap. "Calm down. Here, I'll help." Leaning over me, Sehun pulled and clicked the seat belt. A musky smell tickled my nose - his cologne. His sharp jawline passed my face and his eyelashes fluttered as he blinked. "Don't get angry, take it easy."

"I hate it when it locks on me like that." I crossed my arms like the child I was and pouted.

"Doesn't everyone?"

"I wouldn't know. I'm not everyone." I rolled my eyes.

"You know what I mean." He sighed.

The car was silent for a moment. It was uncomfortable and tense. Even though Sehun allowed everything to be forgotten, things were still uneasy.

"Hey... look, I'm sorry." I whispered while watching the Tokyo lights flash by. Streaks of reds, blues, yellows, oranges, zoomed across the window mixing with the dark night.

"For.. exactly.. what?" Sehun replied, but never taking his eyes off the window either. Endless thoughts ran marathons around my mind. I wanted to apologize for accusing him as a flirt, for being forced to marry me. I wanted to apologize for everything.

"For being a shitty wife, for being stubborn and repulsive, for being ignorant and annoying, for not being the girl you wanted to marry." My voice cracked and my eyes were hurting. 

"Driver, can you pull up real quick and give us a moment." Doing as he was told, the vehicle stopped and he stepped out of the car.

"I'm sorry for not being the guy you wanted to marry." Sehun spoke.

"Sehun, you're the perfect man but not for me." My face felt wet, reaching up, I felt the droplets roll out of my eyes. "You're young,  handsome, tall, charming, rich, and a gentlemen. I'm pretty sure we were both just acting tough and assholes this whole time. I thought you were being a kiss up, but you're actually really polite. I can't believe I didn't see that until now." I chuckled.

"What I'm trying to say is that, I don't deserve you. Someone who fits your standards, your expectations, deserves a guy like you. I was being a jerk from the start and I made you hate me, not be able to stand me. I shouldn't have called you a flirt or drugged you. I was just upset and angry that I was being forced to marry som-"

"Stop. Just stop talking. I don't want to hear you talk about you not being enough for me or how you were being a jerk. I apologize too, okay?"

"What matters right now is that I'm yours and you're mine, despite how we came to be and how we met. What I need, is not for you to be this sexy, smart, rich woman. I need just a friend and thats something we could be, we'll take it slow. Let's not pretend for anyone anymore. Let's not act tough anymore. Let's start over, fresh." Sehun reached over and wrapped his pinky around mine.

"Promise? Promise you'll let everything go?" I cried and stared at our lazy locked pinkies.

"I promise." Sehun tighten the bond, making it official.

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Taking a taxi to the airport, Sehun helped me with my bag. We spent the entire night sight seeing and Tokyo was the best when it's dark.