Love Me Please ✔️

Chapter 20

               ***Warning: A bit of smut ahead 😉***

HeungSoo's POV

I walk in behind Namsoon. He makes his way to the kitchen. I drop my jacket on his sofa and find myself heading down the hall to his workroom. I turn on the light and wander over to his drawing board. I am just in awe at the beauty of his work. I gently flip the paper on the worktable. It looks like he's working on the next volume in the series. I'm still blown away at the professional set up of his workroom.

I sit down and flip through his papers on his desk. I smile at the story he's working on. Indeed, a writer does best when they write what they know.

"What do you think of the new story?" Namsoon asks.

I look up, and he has two bottles of water in his hand.

"I love it. You do amazing work. This is intense and time-consuming, isn't it? I have never seen this many types of pencils, pens, markers, drawing inks. And you need all of these?" I wave my hand at the many tools all around his table.

"The rulers, curve rulers, compass? Yes, I do," he smiles.

"You're happy," I state looking at his wide smile.

"And happier daily. I made some ramen."

"Namsoon we just had dinner."

"Just a smidge. Come on, let's eat before it becomes soggy. You can read my new issue when it's published."

He leads the way out of the room. The ramen is in a small pot; he set on the table in his living room. The table is between two sofas. I plant my butt on one side, grab one of the two small bowls and chopping sticks and dish some ramen for myself. Namsoon sits opposite me and does the same. We silently gobble down the ramen for the next few minutes.

"That was good," Namsoon moans and leans his head back on the sofa.

I get up, grab my coat on the couch, and pull out Namsoon's manga.

"A little reading before bed," I show him the manga.

"While you read, I'll go take a shower. I'll leave some towels and pajamas for you in the bathroom, okay?"

"Hmm, hmm," I reply, already immersed in his manga.

"My bedroom is upstairs on..."

"... I'll find it," I tell him.

I watch him walk up the stairs, smile, and return to the book.

Go Namsoon, today was all yours, tonight is all mine.

                                          ― ☾ ―

I couldn't or rather didn't want to put the manga down. I read the entire book. Namsoon is an excellent storyteller. I jump up, stretch, and put the book back in my coat pocket. I look at my watch and thirty minutes have gone by.

I make my way up the stairs to the last room on the floor. I push open the door and Namsoon is on top of the bedcovers, on the right side. He has on an undershirt and pajama bottoms. He's reading and wearing glasses!

"When did you start wearing glasses," I ask in shock?

"A few years ago. They're reading glasses," he takes them off and closes the book he's reading. "The bathroom is through there. Let me know if there's anything you need."

"The glasses are cute."

"I just got this pair. You should've seen the other ones. They make me look like an owl;" he laughs.