His Perfume [ Hwang Hyunjin x Reader ]

36

That night, after a long day at the police station, Hyunjin brought his bags to stay with you, at least for a while. Jeongin was more than happy, so was Chan, as long as he would also find a job, and Hyunjin agreed.

He was lying on your bed, and you were reluctant in lying down there too. So many things had happened the past weeks; you weren't sure what Hyunjin thought of you. If it wasn't for you, Hyunjin would still have his family, but he would still be a prisoner of his own life.

"Do you hate me? For persuading you to give up on your family?"

He smiled bitterly. He stood up and walked slowly to your place. He played with your hair looking into your eyes, melting you inside.

"I had to do it sooner. They never treated me good, I never had a family. And I didn't do anything to save myself, or them, or the people I hurt. I stole, I burned others' fortune, and I killed. Thank you for pushing me into putting an end to all these. And I'm sorry I brought too much trouble to you."

He took your hand and led you to the bed. You lied in there and so did he, helping you to put your head on his shoulder. He was blushing as hell, but he wanted you close.

"I wasn't allowed to have people close to me; Yoona thought they would just take me away from her. That's why it was dangerous for you to approach me more. But you didn't listen. And I hated myself for... liking it that you were not obedient. I loved how you insisted. I'll miss my sister, but I know things are going to get better... and I'm glad you're safe. I'll never forgive myself, I'll never forget her or Han, and I'll never feel comfortable knowing my mother is out there, knowing she can make more if this perfume or more dangerous perfumes... I'll see nightmares and cry sometimes. Are you okay to like me when you know what I've done?"

You smiled at him and cupped his cheek. He was so gorgeous, hell; you wanted to stay with him forever.

Suddenly he grabbed your arms and pinned you down, getting his body over yours. His eyes were looking at you as if you were the most beautiful creature in the world.

He lowered, he came closer, and he put his lips on yours. You felt you had betrayed him when you slept with Minho, but he had forgiven you because he had lived in that way for longer than you, much more times. And Minho was still in disbelief after finding out about the perfume, but you knew time would heal his wounds.

And now you were there, kissing that boy that was like a dream on the outside, broken on the inside, and his natural perfume was the only scent you'd loved that much.

"I like you too" he said and grinned, before kissing you again.

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