• Touch Me || Ravn x Hwanwoong •

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,,I looked through seven newspapers and endless amount of advertisements to find that right one. Believe me, he's perfect." He assured Hwanjo. It was Monday today and he had to go to work. It was also Hwanjo's first day with the babysitter. She was nervous. Right now, he was fixing the cherry red bows in her hair.

,,But what if he doesn't like me?"

Youngjo looked up at his daughter, giving her a reassuring smile. ,,He will, believe me."

Hwanjo smiled too and they shared a small hug. ,,I love you daddy."

,,I love you too my little treasure."

Then the bell rang.

Youngjo looked at her daughter who nodded. It was time. He stood up and opened the door.

There was a small boy standing behind it. He had blonde hair, blue eyes and his tiny figure was hugged by a long beige coat and black boots. He stood in the first position. Hwanjo noticed that immediately, she used to dance ballet when she was younger and she immediately thought that it was cute like the height difference her dad and he had.

,,H-Hello." He said and bowed. Youngjo replied with the same.

,,Come in, please."

The newcomer entered, letting out a quiet and shy 'Thank you'. The awkwardness was in the air.

The babysitter, Yeo Hwanwoong, looked around the hall a bit before taking off his coat. His hand got stuck somehow.

,,L-Let me help." Youngjo said and gently freed the younger, slipping of the coat with an ease and hanging it on the stand. Hwanwoong looked at him but then turned away quickly, eyes stopping at Hwanjo instead.

,,And you must be the Hwanjo I've heard about, right?" He asked, crouching down, smiling softly at the shy girl. She was hiding behind her stuffed toy bear, just peeking a little. She nodded. ,,Annyeonghaseyo~"

Hwanwoong chuckled softly. Her voice was too cute. ,,It's okay. I know you're a bit shy now but I hope we can be friends soon. Would you like that?"

Hwanwoong was like a totally different person talking to Hwanjo. It was like all of his worries had flown away and that reflected from his voice which was happy and calm. Maybe because the two childish souls met again. It was as if the world was all colourful again...

Hwanjo's face lit up. ,,Yes!" She answered. Hwanwoong's eyes sparkled as he high-fived with the girl.

Watching that scene in front of him, Youngjo's heart became warm and trust towards the young boy grew. He was ready.

Hwanwoong stood up and was met by a softly smiling Youngjo. His heart skipped a beat at how close their faces were. The other was way taller than him. Hwanwoong's eyes sparkled. They glanced at Youngjo's pinkish lips and then into his deep dark mysterious eyes. You couldn't read anything from these.

,,She's very lovely." The babysitter said. Youngjo didn't notice the sentence at first. He was looking into Hwanwoong's eyes, his own moving around as if trying to find something. He actually was. You see, they say that eyes are the mirror of your soul and right now, Youngjo was trying to find any signs of duplicity. He didn't like people who pretended to be someone they weren't. Both in good and bad way.

Then he smiled.

,,What do you think about a small tour?" Father asked.

,,Yes, please." Hwanwoong tried to sound brave but there was something mysterious about Youngjo that intimidated him.

But it was attractive. As hell.

They started walking around the house slowly.

The house had a hall they were in right now, small kitchen on the right. No doors made sure the living room was wide, connected with dining table and chairs around it. Next to it was a glass wall taking you outside to the small balcony where magnificent sunset could be seen perfectly. Hwanjo loved sitting there on warm evenings, eat fruits and watch the sun go to sleep.

Where the hall ended, on left were stairs that went up to a small room. Hwanjo's. It was in pretty colors and filled with dreams and happiness. There was also a small bathroom.

Stairs went more up too. There was a big enough guests room and Youngjo's bedroom connected with a big bathroom. It was in darker and mysterious colors which perfectly resembled the male himself. Hwanwoong liked the house. He said it. Youngjo smiled softly. ,,Thank you."

They walked back down, grown-ups following the stairs different from the small girl who was skipping some of them happily. Lastly, she sat on the handle and slid down, a wide smile painted on her childish face. Hwanwoong chuckled. Youngjo heard it, and it made him happy. The two were already creating a bond its own kind in their own world. He turned around, facing the young boy with smooth features on his face, and fixed his police shirt, taking a hat going with it and putting it on. He worked as a police officer.

,,I will go now. The food is in the the refrigerator and if you want to go somewhere, let me know by texting me; you have my number." He looked at his daughter lovingly. ,,Hwanjo knows some really good playgrounds." He winked playfully. His daughter ran to him and hugged his legs.

,,Please be safe daddy. Don't let the bad guys hurt you..." Fear but also hope echoed in her tiny voice. Youngjo kneeled down, taking her small hands into his.

,,I won't."

,,Promise?"

He nodded and pulled her into a hug. Hwanwoong was standing there. His only assurance that his most valuable thing was safe while he is away. 'Please take care of her' said his eyes. Hwanwoong nodded, reverence in front of the father raising.

Then Youngjo stood up, smiled to both of them before grabbing his coat, tying shoelaces and leaving the house.

Hwanjo turned around, grabbed Hwanwoong's hand and dragged him to the balcony glass wall.

,,Can you raise me up, please?"

,,Of course." Hwanwoong wrapped his hands around the girl and took her into his lap. She spotted her dad and waved to him.

Youngjo stopped when he saw Hwanjo in the baysitter's hold. A picture he couldn't even forget inside his car where he breathed in deeply one last time before driving off.

Maybe Hwanwoong holding Hwanjo in his lap like that would have not been a big deal if the father or mother of her themselves had done it too. But they never got to do that because she didn't let them to.

Her excuse?

She said she's too scared to fall...

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