Want you Close (Han Jisung Fan Fiction)

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Elizabeth POV

After we were dry we just sat on Jisung's car just looking up at the stars. I'm surprised he didn't leave yet.

"So why were you crying earlier? "He asked.

"Why do you care? "I asked not looking at him.

"One day the thought is going to eat you alive. "He said looking at me.

Sigh*

"I was in a relationship with someone. He was such a great guy. Total gentleman, or so I thought. "I started.

"So what happened? "He asked.

"He cheated on me the day after he slept with me. "I said as I remembered that tragic moments.

"Did you ever... See him after that? "Jisung said placing his hand over mine.

I just stared at our hands for a while then looked up at him. I shook my head no.

"He just disappeared. I don't know where he is right now. "I lied as I looked away.

"Just so you know, I'll never run away from a girl like you. "He said as he gently pulled my face by my chin to look at him.

"A girl like me? "I said softly.

"Yes, a girl like you. "He said softly.

"Why not me instead? "I whispered.

"Of course you! Why not you? I will always be with you till the ends of the earth. "He said with that toothy smile of his.

I smiled back and sighed a bit.

"Why do you look so down all of a sudden? "

"It's just extremely late and I don't wanna drive home. "I said stretching my arms.

"You know... I could always take you home. "He smirked.

I smirked back at him while cocking a brow.

"What about my husband? "I asked.

He widened his eyes and almost jumped off of the car as his face turned pale in shock.

"Your... Wh-Wha...? "

"I'm just kidding! My husband is my motorcycle! No need to piss your pants like a chihuahua. "I laughed out.

His face was so priceless. I wished I could take a photo but I couldn't seem to control myself because of my laughter.

"We can just put him in the trunk. We can take him out in the morning when you go home or something. "He said frustratedly.

"Why are you so angry? Is it because I chose my bike over you? Or is it the fact that I made you look like a complete idiot? Huh Pabo? "I asked in a cute voice.

"Even when you're cute you're mean! But yes. It was both. "He whined.

"Aww! Pabo! "

"Awww! Baby! "

"Don't cross the line! "I stated.

((Time skip ))

When we arrived at his house, I didn't expect him to live in a freaking mansion! He doesn't look like the type. He then lead me to his room.

"I like your room. "I said admiring his room.

"What, you don't think it's too big? "He asked as he got something from one of his draws.

"No, it's perfect. "I said as he connected a hairdryer to a main.

He then took out clothes and handed them to me.

"What are these for? "I asked.

"Go put this on. "He ordered.

"Why? "I asked frowning.

"Do you want to sleep in a jeans? "He asked with a raised eyebrow.

I then took the clothes and went to the bathroom. I changed out of my clothes and got dressed into the clothes he gave me. It was a shorts and a short sleeve hoodie. Both were black.

As I came out of the bathroom I saw Jisung drying his hair with the hairdryer. His back was facing me as I put my clothes on the bed. Not long he switched the hairdryer off.

"You can leave your clothes in the bathroom. "He said pointing towards the bathroom.

I nodded and did what he said. After I came back he was looking at me through the mirror of his dresser.

"You look kind of cute in my hoodie. "He said with his toothy smile.

"Is that a compliment? "I asked with a smile.

"Yes. Im not kidding, my hoodie looks better on you than it does on me. "He said smiling.

"Thanks. "I said.

"Come sit here. "He ordered.

I sat down by the dresser. He turned on the hairdryer and dried my hair. I couldn't stop looking at him though the mirror.

Under that flirtatious badboy image, he is truly a real gentleman. But I shouldn't get my hopes up about him this fast. I haven't seen his true colours yet.

Jisung POV

After I finished drying Elizabeth's hair I sat on the edge of the bed while she was lying in the bed. I just looked at her. Out of nowhere, Elizabeth started frowning at me and pouted her lip in confusion.

"Why are you looking at me like that? "I asked.

"Me? Why are you smiling at me like an idiot? "She asked back.

"No... I was just thinking... Usually, when a person invites another person to his/her house then they have an argument about who's gonna sleep on the bed or not. But you just made yourself comfortable in my bed without even putting up a fight. "I answered giving a shrug.

"Well I don't know weather you were going to sleep on the bed, ground or couch, but I try to make myself comfortable wherever I go. But if you wanted to sleep on your own bed I could go somewhere else. Maybe I could sleep in your car next to my husband? "She suggested.

"No! No! No! It's okay! You can sleep in my bed. Your husband can go fuck himself. "I said clearly jealous that she thinks of an inanimate object as her husband instead of me.

"Okay... Then where would you sleep? "She asked sitting up.

"Next to you. "I answered plainly.

"Okay. "She said getting up.

"Where are you going? "I asked stopping her.

"Are you seriously going to sleep in the same bed as me? "She asked a bit uneased.

"Yes.. Any problem? "I asked caressing her arms. She just looked down and shook her head.

"Okay... So come on. Let's go. "I said leading her towards the bed.

That's when we fell asleep.