How To Sin | ateez

18

'Why did you stop?'

You had asked the male after he had pulled you into his arms. That time you were the frustrated one. You were the one who wanted more, wanted him to go further. But he didn't.  

'It's not the right time to sin yet.'

Had answered the male all giggly making you burst out in laughter too. And at some point, you didn't know how to react. Cause maybe he was right. Maybe him getting in your room so late at night and then touching you wasn't how you both wanted it to be. And you had come to the realization that it was a little bit fast-forward. But never really perceived it as Jung Wooyoung had his hands wrapped around you.

He had you wrapped around his fingers. Physically and Mentally. That you could just notice how controlled you were by him.

In a positive or negative way?

Good or bad impact?

No one could get the right answer to it.

When you first had moved out of your town you had never thought of a reference with a male. Not even a bit. It wasn't because you weren't experienced that you didn't want to. No, you were experienced already. It was because you didn't want a relationship. Just not yet. You were living your life all good alone. Single.

On the other hand, you just couldn't truly keep up with a relationship. That's not what you've comprehended to do after your last time with your ex. It didn't end good and it didn't go good either. And you didn't mean to sound rude and bitter but you weren't in the mood for males in your life. Yet here they were they appeared and all of the sudden six of them.

But oh dear, you didn't have the slightest idea that it only was the beginning and there would come more your way.

One of these six males was also Kim Hongjoong who had caught your eye rarely. Maybe because he didn't pay attention to you like other males did.

Like he wasn't right now as you sat in the art room next to him having arts lesson and not being able to fulfill the task since the male didn't want to throw a glance on you. His gaze was diverted to the canva in front of him.

And damn did he look hot when his clothes such as hands were dirty with acrylic colors.

"Did you receive my drawing? I hope you liked it! I didn't receive yours though"

You pout as the male continued ignoring and not answering. To your complaining and questions. He was so concerned on the picture in front of him that he didn't want to even throw a glance at you. But his eyes automatically moved to the corner every time you looked away. He was capturing every move of yours.

I hate it.

The fact that the male gave his best to not grow interest in you but did every time he told himself no was astonishing. It shocked him alone at some point. He didn't like you. Hell, he didn't even want to exchange words with you, but you still had his attention. Well more unnoticeably. And he hated it. He hated you.

He found you annoying yet at the same time adorable which caught him off guard and turned his head into a mess. But he couldn't do much about it and truth is he was too tired too.

"When will I get your drawing?"

The red-haired male growled almost as he dropped the brush and the paint on the edge of the canva before he turns to you. His eyes met yours and sent a shiver down your spine. It felt as if the winter all of the sudden hit the room and the coldness your skin. The people around you, fortunately, didn't notice a thing since everyone was busy working on their own image. And just like that after the first seconds of silence in between you two. The male hissed.