"Y/N."
You jumped in fear as you suddenly heard a familiar voice call your name in the dark alley behind the restaurant that you work in.
"San" You said his name under your breath, afraid that someone might hear the two of you and spark an issue that would ruin his image as an idol.
A figure emerged in the dark, engulfing you in a warm hug.
"I missed you..." He hugs you so tight that you begin to suffocate. You did miss him too but somehow, your lips are too tired to mutter the words.
It's the first time he saw you again after their overseas tour and you missed the familiar muscular scent he always wears whenever he's around. He pulled away from the hug, noticing that you are silent.
"Don't you miss me?" He started to throw fake tantrums as he snuggled onto your neck, casually sniffing the calming scent of lavender from your perfume.
"I missed you San, so much." Your arms made its way to wrap around his frame.
If only he knew how much you long for him.
You noticed that he's still on his airport attire as he just arrived for like an hour from his overseas schedule.
San has his schedule packed. Rraveling back and forth gives him no time for any other things except his duties as a celebrity. Yet, it still astonish you how he is able to squeeze you through his busy and chaotic life.
"That's everything that I need to hear." He didn't hesitate to cover your mouth with his hungry kiss while holding your chin to make you stay still, showing he's still eager to pursue you even months of separation.
But unlike him, you were skeptical. You pushed his face away from yours.
"Someone might see us." You're too cautious while San on the other hand, is being reckless right now.
"It's dark as hell in here, baby." He laughed huskily before seizing your lips once again.
You gave in to him, closing your eyes to feel the flattering moment while not knowing when you are going to experience this again.
No label, no commitment.
That's what the two of you are.
Sometimes you call it just friends, but do friends kiss each other...on the lips?
San, however, doesn't like this idea. He loathes that he has to pretend as if the two of you are just acquaintances. As if he doesn't feel anything towards you.
He wants it to be official. He wans to claim you as his.
He pushed you up against the nearest wall, savoring what he had started first as his mind takes him back from the start.
The day fate decided to change his life forever.
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"Table 12, Y/N!"
San heard someone yell from behind the counter of the restaurant, he turned his head to glance on their table number and found out that it was twelve.
He cheered internally, finally someone would get their order because he was starving.
"May I take your orders?" You were polite to interrupt their conversation, notepad and pen in your hands as you're ready to list down their orders.
You aren't putting on a flawless facade, you're just being yourself and that intimidated him.
But he shouldn't be, so he tried to play it off. He pulled down his mask and formed a slight smirk on his lips as his piercing eyes darted towards you.
