[Mini-series] Say That You Love Me ; 1/2
Say That You Love Me; 1/2 | SiHyuk | Fluff, romance, angst, smut | NC-17
He thought he can have a good life, but then Siwon was there.
*
“You wanna know something, sir? Your face doesn’t look like a teacher at all,” is the first thing that he told me when I was introduced first time to the class I’ll be taking care of. Resting his chin on his right palm, looking straight into my eyes, I immediately knew that this brat isn’t the one I should play with.
“Sorry if my face is a disturbance, but I am still your teacher after all, students.” Yeah, I referred the words GENERALLY to every student in the class, yet I strongly fixed my gaze on him. And there he was, giving me a rather sarcastic grin, as if he was telling me that he is going to give me a hard time to be a teacher in his class.
That bastard’s name is, Choi Siwon. And maybe it was my luck that he is the son of the school’s director, which automatically makes him my cousin, since the director is my aunt, and I was directly hired by her. Damn it.
-
Should I tell you about my life later on? Well, to my own surprises, it was not really a hard time at all. The students; other than that bastard Choi Siwon who ignored every single thing that I have said in the class, is getting along with me just fine. My colleagues too, they are quite friendly, well maybe because the fact that i am the director’s nephew has been spread among them, or maybe they’re just simply sincere about having me as a co-worker, i don’t even has the guts to know about that.
What I am seriously concerned about is the fact that I got a free home, which is provided by my aunt, the director; a nice pay every month, a cozy environment to work in, and yeah, should i say that my life is simply perfect.
That is, until something happened in my aunt’s house, which made the brat Choi Siwon to run away from home, and my aunt was asking for my help to find him. Not to mentioned that he was making the fuss at night. Or morning. Since when I was looking at the clock on my bedroom’s wall, it was already 2 am. Shit.
Well, okay. It’s not like I REALLY hate this brat, in fact, we’re close when we’re young. Close enough that sometimes people thought we’re blood brothers. And considering the fact that I just told you, and with him living in the same neighbourhood as he used to since he was young, of course I will always know where he was hiding that night, right?
There was a small plain area behind the bush near the park, which took only about five minutes walk from my house. Yeah, what a coincidence. And with just my phone screen as the flashlight (why in the world I didn’t bring one at that time??), I could see his huge build was sitting against the tall tree, hugging his own knees and slowly rock his body. As he usually did when he was small.
“Hey, brat. What’s wrong with you? Still not satisfied being a kid?” well, sorry if I sounded a bit harsh, but that’s the only way I could communicate with a brat like this. He looked at me and laughed, not the usual laugh that he used to give me since the school started, but the one that I used to see when we were young kids.
“Ouch. You’re harsh.” And that made me folds my arms and thinks. I wonder why this brat trying to make me mad at him at school, when he can just stay calm and talk to me like this. Is he playing with me or something?
“What’s wrong? Auntie said you guys were having a fight over a small thing, and you finally decided to run away, at 2 o’clock in the morning.”
“Small thing? She’s going to remarry! Is that a small thing?? I would never let that happen! Not when I’m still alive and breathing!!” he then buried his face into my shoulder. This brat... is really a cry-baby up till now.
“Well, ever since I know you, your mom never has a man in his life.”
“She has me.”
“You’re not a husband, moron. You’re a son.”
“What’s wrong with having a son instead of a husband?”
“Are you kidding, or just plain stupid?” he shoved me away, and stood up. Man, he’s really has grown taller than me. I hate his dad’s gene.
“All right, I won’t stop her. But you made me to do this decision, and I am certainly gonna make you pay for it, Eunhyuk.”
“Where’s the honorific, brat?” but as usual, he ran off, maybe back to his house while sticking his tongue out at me. Gah~! One day I’ll cut off that tongue out of his mouth!
-
Yet I didn’t get the chance to do what I wanted to. In fact, he’s the one who started to plan his revenge on me first.
“Thanks a lot for calming Siwon down last night, Eunhyuk-ah. You’re the only one who really understands him.” Tsk, yeah right. After you called me almost a hundred times last night, how could i not go and find your brat, auntie? (okay this part was said with a sarcastic tone, if you don’t mind)
“But... Eunhyuk-ah, I still have something to ask you. And this is on behalf of Siwonnie’s request too.”
Re - request?
“Su - sure. What is it, auntie?” the lady, who is still beautiful in her forties slowly walked near a window behind her desk and put her gaze outside. Auntie, if you mind, this is not the time to be melancholic or reminiscing anything, goddamnit!!
“You know that even though Siwonnie gave his blessing on my wedding, he still cannot accept that there will be a new stranger in the house, so if you don’t mind...”
And I think I could have guessed what the continuation to my aunt’s words was.
-
“Come in. Or I’ll lock the door.” I tried to make sure that there was not a single nerve popping on my forehead, and I think I made it. Yeah not really a time to celebrate it, but this is a sign, a good sign, saying that I won’t totally lose to this brat! Wait, totally? Does this mean that I’ve already lost?
Damn, what a positive way of thinking, Eunhyuk.
“Sorry for intruding...”
“You’re already intruding my life, so don’t be so polite, brat.”
And there it goes again, his laugh! What is the matter with me, hating his laugh that much? Ah, maybe because I am still pissed by the fact that he’s in my house now.
“Eunhyuk-ah...”
“Add hyung in front of it, or you’re out.”
“Well, this house you’re living in, is originally mine.”
Arghh!! Bastard! I am definitely gonna make you pay for this! And maybe it was because i was so angry with him, and so deep in my own thought, that I didn’t feel the strong arms that circled my waist, or the breath that hushed my neck.
“Eunhyuk-ah...”
“Wha - what are you doing?? Let me go!”
“Sarang-hae.” And non-chalantly, he put a kiss on my lips. And I was like;
What the hell is going on here????!!!
-
“I thought that with you leaving me almost ten years, this feeling will be gone, but I’m wrong.”
“Shut up.”
“But I think, after seeing you becoming my teacher...”
“Shut up!”
“I just can’t help but to fall in love with you once again.”
“Shut the fuck up, or I’ll kill you.” My hands were fisting against his collar, and whispers were heard. Shit, I forgot that I was in the cafeteria, and the person who was facing me at that time was the director’s son.
Ever since a week ago he has been crashing at my place, giving excuses to his mom how he still couldn’t get along well with his new dad, how he wanted to give privacy to his mom; but the fact is, he got another plan to do.
Yep, he wants to destroy my peaceful life as a teacher in his school, by saying that he loves me; every single day. I mean, enough said at home, why he must bring the jokes at school too?
I let go of him, and finally managed to calm down. And he was sitting in front of me, smiling. For some reason, he didn’t smile as he used to, you know, that devilish smile. He was trying his best to show me that he pretentiously in love with me.
I mean, for real? I’m a man, he can see that. And he clearly acknowledged himself as a man too, so what’s with this ‘I love you’ thing? Choi Siwon is not only the son of the director. He’s not building his fame in the school with his mother’s post, I know. I’ve heard it from his classmates and others that know him. He’s an athlete, and excels in study. He’s handsome and well-mannered on top of that. Well-mannered? Then how could he become so disrespectful when it comes to me? That is a question that even his friends’ didn’t know the answer.
Just look at today. When i was walking pass him at the student’s locker, he was clearly trying to hide a jumbo of letters, perfumed-pinky-doodly letters from his secret admirers. And with such a nervous face, he could actually greet me and say ‘I love you’ like those three words are nothing to him.
Gosh, I really hate people like him. Where has the innocent Choi Siwon that I knew ten years ago gone to?
-
Where was I ten years ago? Studying, of course! After high school, I was admitted to a university in Seoul (well not Seoul University, that’s too high level for an average guy like me) in the Education major. And yeah, I admit it. I did miss him a little, since he’s my beloved cousin after all, and we exchanged letters. But after a few months, he was the one who didn’t reply my letters!
And even I did call his house, he refused to talk to me! What can I say about that? Should I keep chasing a kid who didn’t even want to talk to me? Huh, wasting my time. Even though I did feel a little sad about it.
“Eunhyuk-ah, are these letters...”
“Argh~! Don’t read! That’s mine!!” how in the world he could find the hidden box that I put in the store room? What he’s doing in there anyway?
“My letters, you still keep them?” he didn’t try to snatch the box away from my hands, that I felt a bit weird. As I look up, I saw his calm face staring at me like I am the kid right now. And as I turned around to put the box back onto its shelf, he once again hugged me and saying the three words into my ears.
“Stop saying that! This is not funny anymore!” I tried to loosen his grip on my waist, but failed. This is it! I am really pissed off!
I turned my body around, and eventually pushed him down on the floor. There’s a loud ‘thud’ coming with the motion, but I just didn’t have the time to care. Maybe I am smaller than he is, but still, I have the strength as a man to nail him down, if I put the energy in it.
“I... really hate kids like you, you know?”
“Eunhyuk?” the looks in his eyes changed, maybe fear, maybe shocked. I don’t care.
“You keep sprouting nonsense, saying this and that even when you don’t mean it. No, you don’t even take the time to think about it!”
“Wha - I don’t...” I didn’t let him to finish his words, and I don’t even know what I was doing, until I realized, that my lips were actually flowering his, and my tongue forcefully licking his inner mouth, you know, the one that we usually give to the person that we want to sleep with? And when our mouth parted, in gasping for air, I said to him;
“I know that this is just a fucking game that you wanna play with me. So stop this already. I have fond memories of you in my heart. Don’t make me hate you with these stupid teases, Siwon-ah.”
He sat there for almost ten minutes, as if he didn’t know what to do. I wanted to say something, but there’s not a single word came up on my mind. Suddenly a burnt smell intrudes my nostril. Damn it, I was cooking earlier! I glanced at him a few seconds, and then rushed into the kitchen.
“Hey, Siwon! We’re going to eat burnt chicken tonight. Are you okay with that?” there’s no reply. But I could hear the footsteps coming out of the storeroom.
“I... I don’t mind.”
“Good, cause it’ll cost a lot if you want to eat something else.”
“No! I mean, I don’t mind about what you’re saying earlier.”
“Pardon?”
He then rushed and hugged me, forcing me to stay in his arms for awhile. “I never had the intention to play any game with you, Eunhyuk.”
“Use honorific.”
“Hyung, I don’t care if you wanna say that I’m a brat or whatever. I don’t give a damn about your temper, or your scoldings, or your cuss. I’m still going to say that I love you, and I will make sure that you’ll say the same thing towards me too one day.”
And a few minutes later, Siwon was rubbing his chin, as I finally gave him a taste of my right elbow. I should have known that I am dealing with a stubborn brat right now!
-
It has been almost six months we’re living under the same roof. When I asked him why he didn’t want to live together with his mother anymore, he said the same excuse all over again. That he don’t want to disturb his mom’s new marriage life.
“Have you done your homework?”
“Yeah, just now. I love you.”
“Oi, dinner!”
“I’m coming. I love you.”
“Take a bath already. You stink.”
“Aww... you even care for my hygiene... I love you.”
And unfortunately, I am just too tired to strike him back, that I don’t even care to be angry about his everyday-love-confession anymore. The reason? He kept saying all those disturbing stuff, but he did everything that I told him to. As if that’s the only way I can use to make him obey me.
But then, I just naturally live with the everyday confession, and silly ambushes that he made, that sometimes, I felt as if my life is not perfect without having them for a day. Siwon’s warmth isn’t something worth to be shoving of, surprisingly. His gentleness sometimes succeeds in keeping me silence. There are some parts of him that really shows like he’s in love with me, like everything that he did was sincere. Damn it! I got goose bumps just by thinking about it!
“Eunhyuk-ah~! What are we having for tonight?” his arms simply wrapped around my waist. Gosh, I could have a heart attack with this kind of greetings every day.
“Where’s the ‘hyung’?”
He pulled my chin and stared at me for quite a long time, before he smiled and pecked my cheek. “Eunhyukkie hyung! What are we having for tonight?”
“Duk - dukboggi!” shit, why am I even blushing? This is so not like me! No way Eunhyuk-ah! Don’t lose to this brat!
As we were eating, just like always, his eyes never leave my face. He laughs whenever my food fell onto the mini table, he smiles when I drink up the water too fast, and shows his worried face when I was choked. As if I am someone that is so precious to him.
“Hyung, even though now you’re my teacher, your style of eating never change. Just like a kid.”
“So what? You’re the one who keep staring at this childish way of eating all the time, right?”
“Yeah, since I am the only one who can do that to you, hyung.” His long arm reached my neck, and pulled my face closer to him. His pretty nose touched mine, and he chuckled.
“Eunhyuk-ah, you’re blushing.” Oh shit! What should I do? The last time he did this, he forcefully kissed me!
The heat of his breath lingering around my chin, and my cheeks, and my neck. Slowly, his lips stayed on mine, playfully pecking it, before he put on some force more, gently. Damn it Eunhyuk! You’re losing to an eighteen years old boy!
I thought I have gone crazy or something, letting this boy to do all these stuff on me. And I even felt good about it. He pulled me into his sweet trap, slowly and perfectly letting me to be seduced by his stupid acts.
Shit, this isn’t right. My body is not listening to me. I liked his kiss more and more.
Maybe it was because of the warmth from his breath and kiss, I couldn’t hear the doorbell rang. Until someone rushed in and shouted;
“Lee Eunhyuk!! Choi Siwon!!”
Uh, crap. This is really bad.
-End of part 1-
He thought he can have a good life, but then Siwon was there.
*
“You wanna know something, sir? Your face doesn’t look like a teacher at all,” is the first thing that he told me when I was introduced first time to the class I’ll be taking care of. Resting his chin on his right palm, looking straight into my eyes, I immediately knew that this brat isn’t the one I should play with.
“Sorry if my face is a disturbance, but I am still your teacher after all, students.” Yeah, I referred the words GENERALLY to every student in the class, yet I strongly fixed my gaze on him. And there he was, giving me a rather sarcastic grin, as if he was telling me that he is going to give me a hard time to be a teacher in his class.
That bastard’s name is, Choi Siwon. And maybe it was my luck that he is the son of the school’s director, which automatically makes him my cousin, since the director is my aunt, and I was directly hired by her. Damn it.
-
Should I tell you about my life later on? Well, to my own surprises, it was not really a hard time at all. The students; other than that bastard Choi Siwon who ignored every single thing that I have said in the class, is getting along with me just fine. My colleagues too, they are quite friendly, well maybe because the fact that i am the director’s nephew has been spread among them, or maybe they’re just simply sincere about having me as a co-worker, i don’t even has the guts to know about that.
What I am seriously concerned about is the fact that I got a free home, which is provided by my aunt, the director; a nice pay every month, a cozy environment to work in, and yeah, should i say that my life is simply perfect.
That is, until something happened in my aunt’s house, which made the brat Choi Siwon to run away from home, and my aunt was asking for my help to find him. Not to mentioned that he was making the fuss at night. Or morning. Since when I was looking at the clock on my bedroom’s wall, it was already 2 am. Shit.
Well, okay. It’s not like I REALLY hate this brat, in fact, we’re close when we’re young. Close enough that sometimes people thought we’re blood brothers. And considering the fact that I just told you, and with him living in the same neighbourhood as he used to since he was young, of course I will always know where he was hiding that night, right?
There was a small plain area behind the bush near the park, which took only about five minutes walk from my house. Yeah, what a coincidence. And with just my phone screen as the flashlight (why in the world I didn’t bring one at that time??), I could see his huge build was sitting against the tall tree, hugging his own knees and slowly rock his body. As he usually did when he was small.
“Hey, brat. What’s wrong with you? Still not satisfied being a kid?” well, sorry if I sounded a bit harsh, but that’s the only way I could communicate with a brat like this. He looked at me and laughed, not the usual laugh that he used to give me since the school started, but the one that I used to see when we were young kids.
“Ouch. You’re harsh.” And that made me folds my arms and thinks. I wonder why this brat trying to make me mad at him at school, when he can just stay calm and talk to me like this. Is he playing with me or something?
“What’s wrong? Auntie said you guys were having a fight over a small thing, and you finally decided to run away, at 2 o’clock in the morning.”
“Small thing? She’s going to remarry! Is that a small thing?? I would never let that happen! Not when I’m still alive and breathing!!” he then buried his face into my shoulder. This brat... is really a cry-baby up till now.
“Well, ever since I know you, your mom never has a man in his life.”
“She has me.”
“You’re not a husband, moron. You’re a son.”
“What’s wrong with having a son instead of a husband?”
“Are you kidding, or just plain stupid?” he shoved me away, and stood up. Man, he’s really has grown taller than me. I hate his dad’s gene.
“All right, I won’t stop her. But you made me to do this decision, and I am certainly gonna make you pay for it, Eunhyuk.”
“Where’s the honorific, brat?” but as usual, he ran off, maybe back to his house while sticking his tongue out at me. Gah~! One day I’ll cut off that tongue out of his mouth!
-
Yet I didn’t get the chance to do what I wanted to. In fact, he’s the one who started to plan his revenge on me first.
“Thanks a lot for calming Siwon down last night, Eunhyuk-ah. You’re the only one who really understands him.” Tsk, yeah right. After you called me almost a hundred times last night, how could i not go and find your brat, auntie? (okay this part was said with a sarcastic tone, if you don’t mind)
“But... Eunhyuk-ah, I still have something to ask you. And this is on behalf of Siwonnie’s request too.”
Re - request?
“Su - sure. What is it, auntie?” the lady, who is still beautiful in her forties slowly walked near a window behind her desk and put her gaze outside. Auntie, if you mind, this is not the time to be melancholic or reminiscing anything, goddamnit!!
“You know that even though Siwonnie gave his blessing on my wedding, he still cannot accept that there will be a new stranger in the house, so if you don’t mind...”
And I think I could have guessed what the continuation to my aunt’s words was.
-
“Come in. Or I’ll lock the door.” I tried to make sure that there was not a single nerve popping on my forehead, and I think I made it. Yeah not really a time to celebrate it, but this is a sign, a good sign, saying that I won’t totally lose to this brat! Wait, totally? Does this mean that I’ve already lost?
Damn, what a positive way of thinking, Eunhyuk.
“Sorry for intruding...”
“You’re already intruding my life, so don’t be so polite, brat.”
And there it goes again, his laugh! What is the matter with me, hating his laugh that much? Ah, maybe because I am still pissed by the fact that he’s in my house now.
“Eunhyuk-ah...”
“Add hyung in front of it, or you’re out.”
“Well, this house you’re living in, is originally mine.”
Arghh!! Bastard! I am definitely gonna make you pay for this! And maybe it was because i was so angry with him, and so deep in my own thought, that I didn’t feel the strong arms that circled my waist, or the breath that hushed my neck.
“Eunhyuk-ah...”
“Wha - what are you doing?? Let me go!”
“Sarang-hae.” And non-chalantly, he put a kiss on my lips. And I was like;
What the hell is going on here????!!!
-
“I thought that with you leaving me almost ten years, this feeling will be gone, but I’m wrong.”
“Shut up.”
“But I think, after seeing you becoming my teacher...”
“Shut up!”
“I just can’t help but to fall in love with you once again.”
“Shut the fuck up, or I’ll kill you.” My hands were fisting against his collar, and whispers were heard. Shit, I forgot that I was in the cafeteria, and the person who was facing me at that time was the director’s son.
Ever since a week ago he has been crashing at my place, giving excuses to his mom how he still couldn’t get along well with his new dad, how he wanted to give privacy to his mom; but the fact is, he got another plan to do.
Yep, he wants to destroy my peaceful life as a teacher in his school, by saying that he loves me; every single day. I mean, enough said at home, why he must bring the jokes at school too?
I let go of him, and finally managed to calm down. And he was sitting in front of me, smiling. For some reason, he didn’t smile as he used to, you know, that devilish smile. He was trying his best to show me that he pretentiously in love with me.
I mean, for real? I’m a man, he can see that. And he clearly acknowledged himself as a man too, so what’s with this ‘I love you’ thing? Choi Siwon is not only the son of the director. He’s not building his fame in the school with his mother’s post, I know. I’ve heard it from his classmates and others that know him. He’s an athlete, and excels in study. He’s handsome and well-mannered on top of that. Well-mannered? Then how could he become so disrespectful when it comes to me? That is a question that even his friends’ didn’t know the answer.
Just look at today. When i was walking pass him at the student’s locker, he was clearly trying to hide a jumbo of letters, perfumed-pinky-doodly letters from his secret admirers. And with such a nervous face, he could actually greet me and say ‘I love you’ like those three words are nothing to him.
Gosh, I really hate people like him. Where has the innocent Choi Siwon that I knew ten years ago gone to?
-
Where was I ten years ago? Studying, of course! After high school, I was admitted to a university in Seoul (well not Seoul University, that’s too high level for an average guy like me) in the Education major. And yeah, I admit it. I did miss him a little, since he’s my beloved cousin after all, and we exchanged letters. But after a few months, he was the one who didn’t reply my letters!
And even I did call his house, he refused to talk to me! What can I say about that? Should I keep chasing a kid who didn’t even want to talk to me? Huh, wasting my time. Even though I did feel a little sad about it.
“Eunhyuk-ah, are these letters...”
“Argh~! Don’t read! That’s mine!!” how in the world he could find the hidden box that I put in the store room? What he’s doing in there anyway?
“My letters, you still keep them?” he didn’t try to snatch the box away from my hands, that I felt a bit weird. As I look up, I saw his calm face staring at me like I am the kid right now. And as I turned around to put the box back onto its shelf, he once again hugged me and saying the three words into my ears.
“Stop saying that! This is not funny anymore!” I tried to loosen his grip on my waist, but failed. This is it! I am really pissed off!
I turned my body around, and eventually pushed him down on the floor. There’s a loud ‘thud’ coming with the motion, but I just didn’t have the time to care. Maybe I am smaller than he is, but still, I have the strength as a man to nail him down, if I put the energy in it.
“I... really hate kids like you, you know?”
“Eunhyuk?” the looks in his eyes changed, maybe fear, maybe shocked. I don’t care.
“You keep sprouting nonsense, saying this and that even when you don’t mean it. No, you don’t even take the time to think about it!”
“Wha - I don’t...” I didn’t let him to finish his words, and I don’t even know what I was doing, until I realized, that my lips were actually flowering his, and my tongue forcefully licking his inner mouth, you know, the one that we usually give to the person that we want to sleep with? And when our mouth parted, in gasping for air, I said to him;
“I know that this is just a fucking game that you wanna play with me. So stop this already. I have fond memories of you in my heart. Don’t make me hate you with these stupid teases, Siwon-ah.”
He sat there for almost ten minutes, as if he didn’t know what to do. I wanted to say something, but there’s not a single word came up on my mind. Suddenly a burnt smell intrudes my nostril. Damn it, I was cooking earlier! I glanced at him a few seconds, and then rushed into the kitchen.
“Hey, Siwon! We’re going to eat burnt chicken tonight. Are you okay with that?” there’s no reply. But I could hear the footsteps coming out of the storeroom.
“I... I don’t mind.”
“Good, cause it’ll cost a lot if you want to eat something else.”
“No! I mean, I don’t mind about what you’re saying earlier.”
“Pardon?”
He then rushed and hugged me, forcing me to stay in his arms for awhile. “I never had the intention to play any game with you, Eunhyuk.”
“Use honorific.”
“Hyung, I don’t care if you wanna say that I’m a brat or whatever. I don’t give a damn about your temper, or your scoldings, or your cuss. I’m still going to say that I love you, and I will make sure that you’ll say the same thing towards me too one day.”
And a few minutes later, Siwon was rubbing his chin, as I finally gave him a taste of my right elbow. I should have known that I am dealing with a stubborn brat right now!
-
It has been almost six months we’re living under the same roof. When I asked him why he didn’t want to live together with his mother anymore, he said the same excuse all over again. That he don’t want to disturb his mom’s new marriage life.
“Have you done your homework?”
“Yeah, just now. I love you.”
“Oi, dinner!”
“I’m coming. I love you.”
“Take a bath already. You stink.”
“Aww... you even care for my hygiene... I love you.”
And unfortunately, I am just too tired to strike him back, that I don’t even care to be angry about his everyday-love-confession anymore. The reason? He kept saying all those disturbing stuff, but he did everything that I told him to. As if that’s the only way I can use to make him obey me.
But then, I just naturally live with the everyday confession, and silly ambushes that he made, that sometimes, I felt as if my life is not perfect without having them for a day. Siwon’s warmth isn’t something worth to be shoving of, surprisingly. His gentleness sometimes succeeds in keeping me silence. There are some parts of him that really shows like he’s in love with me, like everything that he did was sincere. Damn it! I got goose bumps just by thinking about it!
“Eunhyuk-ah~! What are we having for tonight?” his arms simply wrapped around my waist. Gosh, I could have a heart attack with this kind of greetings every day.
“Where’s the ‘hyung’?”
He pulled my chin and stared at me for quite a long time, before he smiled and pecked my cheek. “Eunhyukkie hyung! What are we having for tonight?”
“Duk - dukboggi!” shit, why am I even blushing? This is so not like me! No way Eunhyuk-ah! Don’t lose to this brat!
As we were eating, just like always, his eyes never leave my face. He laughs whenever my food fell onto the mini table, he smiles when I drink up the water too fast, and shows his worried face when I was choked. As if I am someone that is so precious to him.
“Hyung, even though now you’re my teacher, your style of eating never change. Just like a kid.”
“So what? You’re the one who keep staring at this childish way of eating all the time, right?”
“Yeah, since I am the only one who can do that to you, hyung.” His long arm reached my neck, and pulled my face closer to him. His pretty nose touched mine, and he chuckled.
“Eunhyuk-ah, you’re blushing.” Oh shit! What should I do? The last time he did this, he forcefully kissed me!
The heat of his breath lingering around my chin, and my cheeks, and my neck. Slowly, his lips stayed on mine, playfully pecking it, before he put on some force more, gently. Damn it Eunhyuk! You’re losing to an eighteen years old boy!
I thought I have gone crazy or something, letting this boy to do all these stuff on me. And I even felt good about it. He pulled me into his sweet trap, slowly and perfectly letting me to be seduced by his stupid acts.
Shit, this isn’t right. My body is not listening to me. I liked his kiss more and more.
Maybe it was because of the warmth from his breath and kiss, I couldn’t hear the doorbell rang. Until someone rushed in and shouted;
“Lee Eunhyuk!! Choi Siwon!!”
Uh, crap. This is really bad.
-End of part 1-