Chapter 48

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Doeun's POV

I ran my hand over his sweaty forehead and wiped it off. How is it even possible for him to look like an angel in front of me while he sweats?

His wet hair clumped in some places and his face was shiny from the moisture.

Why does he look so handsome...?

"How'd I do?" Yeonjun repeated his question.

"I would say well," I said smugly.

"Just well?" He pouted his lips into a frown. I chuckled, and placed my hands on the side of his face.

"You did really great," I smiled looking into his eyes. He chuckled and he placed his hands on my waist walking me closer to his form.

"Aren't you tired? Do you want me to walk you home?" He asked, I shook my head.

"You're more tired," I fought back. "Don't worry about me,"

Yeonjun stiffly smiled and looked into my eyes. He looked so innocent and I felt calm and safe while he was holding me.

"Doeun, you look really pretty today," Yeonjun almost whispered.

I felt myself smiling and looked into his sparkling eyes.

"I do?"

He nodded, "You were the prettiest in the crowd, and I threw the kiss at you."

I snickered, "The girls around me thought it was for them,"

Yeonjun slightly wet his lips and studied my face. I heard my heart thumping out of my chest.

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The rest of TXT members went home after a short resting break. Huening Kai offered to walk Suzy home, but like Soobin wanted to be a big brother and he took her home instead.

Yeonjun drove his car to my house and during the ride he was silent. I just saw him as a tired person after hours of performing.

He looked like he had already lost a few pounds, I felt bad for making him drive me home.

"You know, I could've walked home by myself," I said quietly.

"I'm not letting you get hurt again like you did by walking in an alley way." Yeonjun grunted.

I rolled my eyes playfully, but being thankful for his caring.

He pulled up to the driveway of my house.

Yeonjun slumped back to the car seat and sighed.

"We're here~" He screeched tiredly.

I smiled, "Thanks for the drive home."

"Yep. Thanks for coming to my concert," Yeonjun smiled with his teeth.

I stared at him, and smiled. "I had a lot of fun..."

He nodded, "Good. I'm glad my baby had fun,"

"D-don't do that..." I mumbled hiding my face.

"Don't do what?" Yeonjun cocked his head and pouted.

"Don't do that," I pointed to his face, "Y-you're trying to act cute so I take you back..."

He chuckled, "I don't understand, am I not already yours?"

I glared, but my heart was on fire.

"S-shut up..." I stuttered.

"I never got to ask you Doeun..." I heard him sigh suddenly, "I just assumed that you wouldn't forgive me."

I sighed along with him, "I'm fine now...I'm just relieved you knew what happened."

I saw his eyes stare me down and scan me from head to toe.

"Mianhe," He took my hand and placed it to his face. I felt my hand rub with his smooth complexion.

"W-what are you doing," I darted my hand back, afraid it becoming too sweaty.

I exhaled to calm my heart down. I noticed him staring somewhere lower on my face and he looked back at my eyes. Things were getting awkward and I had to do something!

He shifted closer and I saw his eyes twitch. I bit my lips and he slowly moved his face closer to mine, still staring at my lips.

His warm hands grasped the sides of my body and shoved me closer to him. I yelped at his sudden shift in behavior.

Yeonjun looked at my eyes again before softly pressing his lips against mine. It felt like his lips molded to mine, it felt never had felt so right.

His free hand placed to the side of my face to pull me closer to him. He softly nibbled against my lower lip making me melt in his grip. I felt the warmth from his breath suddenly hit my face making me blush. When I kissed him back, his lips smiled into a curve.

I ended up wrapping my arms around his neck and clasping him to my hold.

I sighed and he bit my lips softly. His lips moved with mine and kissed me deeply, his soft lips pressing against mine; hard yet soft.

I had to pull back for air, he had sucked the air out of me. The only sound in the car was panting and breathing.

I looked at his eyes and he licked his bottom lip. I panted, trying to get in as much air as possible.

"Doeun," Yeonjun said gently like a whisper.

I looked at him in response.

"I love you," He traced my bottom lip.

I saw my heart thumping almost out of my body.

"I like you too." I muttered blushing. Yeonjun pulled my face closer and gave a peck to my lips one last time.

"Go inside now," He said to me, "I bet you're tired,"

I shrugged, "I guess. Then I'll be going now, goodnight." I tried to look at him one last time but I couldn't. I was too red in the face.

I closed the car door and noticed he didn't leave right away. I stood outside of his car wondering what he was doing. I crouched down to the car's window, in response he rolled down the window.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" I asked.

"I'll leave as soon as I see you go in." He said, "I don't want you to get kidnapped or something outside from your house."

I stood back up and smiled. He cared so much about me, I really felt it.

"Okay, goodnight." I said to him before he rolled back up the window and I walked to the door slightly glancing at him.

Yeonjun looked at me before smiling. I bowed with my head to him and went inside. I closed the door taking one last glance at me, as he sent a wink to me, I felt my heart being personally attacked.

I shut the door and my back pressed against to the door.

I crouched down and touched the tip of my lips and smiled. I remembered how soft his lips felt against mine.

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The next day,

I arrived at school and the atmosphere felt better for me. No more girls were glaring or talking crap about me.

TXT soon joined and as usual, Suzy and I were mobbed with their fangirls. Somehow Yeonjun spotted me in the crowd and pulled my arm towards him making all the fangirls gasp.

"헐! I thought Chaeryoung and Yeonjun were dating!"

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