[COMPLETED] But...I love him

Chapter 5

The pair of us exited the building, only to be welcomed by pure darkness, not a star in sight. The streetlights being the only thing lighting up the pitch black. The sound of heavy rain filling the empty air. Seonghwa checked his phone and sighed, "It's too late to call our manager." He faced me and gave me a sorry look. "we're going to have to run. It's not that far." I nodded in agreement. The next thing I knew he started taking off his jacket.

"What are you doing? It's too cold." I said. to my surprised he puts the jacket over my head and ties the strings together so it doesn't fall off. "Seonghwa, you need this more than I do." 

Instead of replying, he grabs my hands and pulls me out of the building shelter. We began running as fast as we could, I had no idea where we were but Seonghwa guided me through the city of Seoul. 

We must have been running non-stop for at least 5 minutes before I started having trouble breathing. "I...I can't run anymore." My heart was beating out of my chest, I could feel every vein in my body throb to the sound of my pulse, My lungs felt as if the were about to explode due to lack of oxygen. Seonghwa must have realised that I was almost about to fall to the floor in exhaustion before he picked me up bridal style. "W-What are you doing?" I asked. 

He was idle as he searched our surroundings whilst the rain clouded his eyes. "Hold on, there is a bus stop nearby." Once again he began running but with me in his arms. I felt guilty, I stared at his tiresome face as he struggled to run through the rough weather. He tried his hardest to conceal his pain, I just wished I was strong enough to help.

Finally we reached the bus stop. He slowly put me down onto the seat  and began fanning his face in faintness. "I'm sorry." I said as the guilt washed over me. 

"What are you sorry for?" He asked, his face full of concern.

"If only I could have run a little longer you wouldn't have had to go through that trouble." I explained in sorrow. He crouched down so he was at eye level with me. My eyes followed his hand that moved closer to my face, He moved a wet piece of hair that stuck to my face and then stroked my head which was covered by his drenched hoodie. Reminding me that I had it, I start untying the strings until his large hands cover mine.

"You keep it." He said with a smile on his face, raindrops dripping from his bangs. I thank him with a nod. 

As if snapping back to reality, he quickly removed his hands from mine and stood up straight, stroking his wet hair back. He cleared his throat and moved his attention elsewhere. He pointed the west of him and said "There's a bus." In response I stood next to Him as we waited for the bus to arrive. We get on, pay for the tickets and take our seats at the back. As we sat next to each other, things began to get awkward meanwhile I was trying to grasp what had just happened. Why was he being so nice and generous? Then I realised Yeosang would want him to protect me. That's all he was doing.

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We both arrive at the dorm, dripping wet and shivering. As we enter the living room we see Hongjoong, Yeosang and Yunho talking among themselves. Their attention quickly turned to us as we walk through the door. Yeosang got out of his seat immediately stood in front of the pair of us. 

"Where the hell have you two been?" He asked. I looked up at Seonghwa, he was pale and shaking. 

I started to explain what had happened, Seonghwa butting in with extra details, both of us nervous about what Yeosang would say. 

Yeosang looked at me in confusion. "You gave her your hoodie?" Seonghwa's eye became larger. 

"I just thought that it's what you would have wanted me to do." He replied.

Fortunately,  all was well. He thanked Seonghwa for looking after me and told us not to stay out too long again. Seonghwa went to take a shower and I went into the laundry room. I took off my clothes so I was just in my underwear and placed my clothes in the dryer. I leaned up the wall waiting for it to finish, My thoughts accompanied me. My memories from the day washed through my mind. I reminisced the feelings I felt as I danced, The laughs I had with the members, Watching them work so hard to the point where they can barely move. It made me more envious of what they have. They have a career, a goal, friends they can rely on and fans that will always love them. Although I felt selfish for wanting those things.

Abruptly, I heard the door to the laundry room open. Wooyoung entered holding a pile of wet clothes. It wasn't until we made sudden eye contact that I remembered that I was standing there in my underwear. All at once, I tried to cover myself up with my hands while Wooyoung covered his eyes and faced the other side of the room, both of us screaming our lungs out. 

"Why don't you have any clothes on?!" He yelled out of shock.

"I didn't think anyone would come in here this late." I shouted back. I grabbed one of the members hoodies from on top of the washing machine. It hung off me like a dress. "You can turn around now."

Wooyoung slowly faces me with one eye closed. Finally he took a deep breath and released his tense posture. As if nothing happened, I stood in my previous position with my arms crossed. He walked over and put the clothes on the side, He then decided to face me. I avoided eye contact and held my hand up to cover his face. I heard him giggle, he moved my hand and moved into a position where he was in my eyeline. "Are you shy, Yeosoon?" 

Finally making eye contact again, I glared at him while attempting to hide my flushed cheeks. "What was you doing in here anyway? not to mention naked." Wooyoung asked. 

"I was just waiting for my clothes to dry." I answered.

He patted my head and said "You should be more careful, After all you do live with 8 men now." 

I nodded in agreement. Wooyoung grinned at me in response. "You should go to bed, Don't forget that you have to get up early again In the morning." I rolled my eyes and sighed. He messed up my hair and left the laundry room. Once again I was alone, I suddenly burst out in laughter at what had just happened, seeing Wooyoung's face when he was flustered made me chuckle. 

On that note, I went to bed.