I walk with Jeong-In until we reach the bathrooms. We go inside and he becomes nervous again. I look at him right in the eyes worriedly.
"What is it? What's wrong?" I ask.
He blushes and looks down. "I should've told you about this a while ago..." He mumbles.
"Spit it out." I say.
He takes a small step towards me, kissing me on the lips. He pulls away, blushing like crazy and on the verge of crying.
"I really like you a lot..." He says, voice laced with sadness.
I hug him. "Don't be upset." I mumble against his brown hair.
"Aren't you mad at me for kissing you?" He asks, scared.
"Why would I be mad?" I ask.
"Was it... okay for me to kiss you?" He looks at my face, scanning it.
I nod. "The truth is... I like you too." I bite my lip and hold his neck, pulling him into another kiss.
This one was much more loving. I lick across his bottom lip, asking for permission. He grants it, of course. I let my tongue explore his mouth, finding his tongue.
We pull away to breathe, then press our foreheads together. "I like you." He wraps his arms around my shoulders. "Han-ah... are you my boyfriend now?" He asks.
I shrug. "We can be whatever you want." I smile slightly.
"Really? So you're my boyfriend." He hugs me. "But don't tell anyone else. Just us."
I nod. "I won't say anything if you don't." I lean in and kiss his neck, biting and suckling on it.
He moans loudly, and his knees become weak. I wrap my arms around his waist and push him to be against the wall. He lets out a small whimper as he slams his back into it. I make my way up and kiss below his ear.
"Tell me when I should stop..." I say in a deep, raspy tone.
He nods slightly. " G-Go, please."
I attack his neck, making him moan even louder. He throws his hand over his mouth. I smirk against his cold skin.
"H-Hyung..." He breathes, sounding tired. "Please don't leave too many marks."
I go up to his face and devour his lips. His cheeks were heating up and turning red because of it. I pull away to breathe, running my thumb across his swollen bottom lip.
"I'll stop there, okay? The others will be wondering what we're supposedly taking about." I say quietly.
He nods slightly and plays with the bottom of his shirt. "Can we say it was about what's going to happen next... without Woojin-hyung?"
I nod. "Yes." I wrap my arms around him and run my hand through his soft black hair.
His eyes lift up to meet mine, filled with tears. I furrow my eyebrows.
"What's the matter?" I ask.
"Isn't this illegal? Us dating? I'm still underaged."
"Not if we don't do anything worse than kiss. Besides, your birthday is coming soon." I reassure him.
He nods and hugs me. I kiss his forehead and reach in my back pocket. I pull out some concealer because I felt like I'd need it today. I take a step back and look at the mess I made on his neck. He sees it in the mirror, widening his eyes.
"Fix this." He points at his neck. "Now."
" I'm going to." I nod and start applying enough to cover it all up, but he's so pale. "Aish, why are you so white?"
He looks down, pouting. "I don't like outside." He says.
"Look up." I tell him.
He does so, sighing. I finish up, wash it off my fingers, and go with him back to the hospital room where the rest of them were. I wrap my pinkie around Jeong-In's so nobody sees from our jacket sleeves.
"What took so long?" Chan asks.
"We were trying to figure what our what was going to happen now that Woojin is... you know... " I lie.
He nods, taking the false statement. "Oh, okay."
I sit Jeong -In on my lap, wrapping my arms around him. He presses his face into hands, starting to shake again. I tap his shoulder, but he slides off my lap and into the floor.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
He lays on his side, shaking and crying. I get down next to him and lift him to look at me. He was a complete mess.
"H-Help! Pan-Panic!" He says.
"I'll drive." Mini says, grabbing the keys.
We get back to the dorm, just us three. I carry Jeong-In into his room and lay him on his bed. He looks at me worried and shakily grabs my hand.
"Hyung... help." He begs.
I sit next to him and hug him. "Just... try taking deep breaths. You're safe here." I rock him back and forth, turning on some quiet music. "I'm here." I kiss his forehead.
He does so, calming down. He closes his eyes and rests his tired self on my chest. I give him another his and get up.
"Where are you going?" He's asks.
"Getting the makeup wipes." I answer, find them, then come back with them. " Alright." I say while removing our makeup.
"Hyung, that hurts. Don't touch my bruise." He says sleepily while he holds his hand over the purple and blue mark on his cheek.
I give him a kiss and lay him on his back. He moans softly as I pull on his hair. I feel his cold fingers travelling along my chest. I hover over him and pin him down.
"Hyung-" He gasps.
He manages to separate our lips and sits up. I look at him, confused.
"Hyung, are you gay?" He asks.
" Are you gay?" I ask him.
"No, I'm bisexual." He says.
" Well... I've never really thought about this before... " I say.
