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When you step into the hallway you pull yourself from Changbin and walk as fast as you can away from him. You can feel his eyes on you as you stride straight for the door and out into the night air.
You cannot even begin to understand why you agreed to this situation. As Changbin finally catches up to you, there’s a feeling of pride that you can’t seem to shake. You are dying to prove something to this man, but as he stalks towards you his brows furrowed and his muscles puffed up, that pride seems to ebb away, replaced with doubt.
“Are you going to be a brat all night? Chan would kill me if I let you out of my sight.” He digs in his pocket for his car key.
You cross your arms and look up at the night sky. “You would probably like that I bet, dealing with a brat.” Again you feel his eyes on you and deny him the satisfaction of revealing to him the effect he has on your nerves. “Besides, I’m only going to your house for Hyunjin. Not you.”
Now you do turn to him and realize he's stepped even closer to you, where he is now looking at you from down his nose. “Of course. Just another member you have wrapped around your finger. Desperate to collect them all?” There’s a fire in his eyes that has you cowering under his gaze.
“Hey!” You turn your head quickly and see Hyunjin waving his hand at you. He’s in the driver seat of a black sleek car. “I heard you’re sleeping over. Can I give you a ride?” There’s something in the way he speaks that makes everything feel sensual, so when a shiver slides down your back, you’re not very surprised.
You flick your hair over your shoulder, trying hard to catch it on Changbin's face before bounding off towards the car. “I’d love one.” Quickly before Changbin can offer any sort of response you hop in the car.
Once you’re situated in your seat you take a deep breath. “You look like you’re going to shit yourself.” Hyunjin is staring at you chuckling softly.
“Shut up.” You say burying your face in your hands. “You are all a lot to deal with."
He reaches up to your hands and pulls them down, intertwining your fingers through his. “Thank you I think?” You know your face must be red right now with the embarrassment you’re feeling but you’re too busy looking at your fingers in Hyunjin’s hand to care. “He’s really not as bad as he seems.”
His comment draws your attention back to his face. He’s already pulled out of the parking lot and you’re driving now to what you can only assume is his apartment. “Innie said the same thing. I just don’t understand why he hates me.”
Hyunjin lets out a bark-like laugh that causes you to smile. You realize, yes this man is hot as hell, but more than that, he is full of joy and it radiates off of him. “With how long it took him the other night to stop talking about your ass I really don’t think he hates you sweetheart.”
Now again you feel the heat under your skin. “Yep, this is what I meant when I said you’re all a lot to deal with.” And then he’s laughing and you can’t help but join in.
Eventually you make it to Hyunjin’s house and as you reach to open your door, he groans and you spin your head to him. “What?”
“Let me do it for you.” He has the sweetest look on his face, his bottom lip slightly jutted out as if he were begging. You’re reminded of a puppy and you give him a nod. He smiles brightly and then half skips half runs over to your side of the car. In the most dramatic way possible he pulls the door open for you and offers a deep bow in your direction.
You decide to play along as well, stepping out of the car and giving him a bow and a kiss on the cheek. With a look of shocked excitement he places his hand against the cheek. “Wow.” And then you’re laughing deeply as begins to fan himself.
“Innie was right. You are so dramatic.” Hyunjin sighs and takes your hand into his as you make your way to the front door.
“You’re mine for the night pleaseeeee stop bringing up baby bread.” His voice is whiny but you can’t help but acknowledge the playfulness of the statement.
You raise your eyebrows at him incredulously. “I’m yours?”
“Of course. We both know you want it that way.” The way he looks you over has your heart hammering in your chest. There’s some truth to it. You would love to be his in a way. How could you not when he looks at you like he wants to tear your clothes off at any given second. You can’t simply admit that though, things are confusing enough with Innie and Chan.
Hyunjin unlocks the door with a smile, the tension in his eyes now replaced with a boyish expression. As you walk inside, you pinch his cheek playfully and he gives a smack to your ass that causes you to yelp in protest. Despite the intensity he throws at you randomly, it’s easy with him. The man you took note of while watching Stray Kids performances, is so very different from the one standing before you. Still confident, still handsome, but so much more playful and almost goofy. You love every aspect.
As you slip off your shoes at the door, Hyunjin asks if you’d like a tour and excitedly you nod your head yes. Again, he intertwines your fingers and leads the way. The house itself is only one floor compared to Jeongin and Chan place. The entry way has tall walls that are covered in artwork that absolutely takes your breath away. When you round the corner to the right you enter into the sitting room that has two couches sitting opposite each other and a large tv. The next rooms he points out are the kitchen and bathroom before heading down an opposite hallway towards several closed doors. The first on the left he says is Changbin’s. Then there are two rooms that he calls offices, another bathroom and at the very end of the hallway is his room.
He encourages you to take a look inside so you gently turn the doorknob and push the door open. A smell that reminds you of open pastures and freshwater falls hits you and it’s so soothing that you smile instantly. The room itself is neat and beautifully decorated with more paintings similar to the ones you noticed in the entry way. You’re immediately drawn to them as you enter the room, taking your time to look at each one closely. You lose yourself in the drawings and pictures before remembering that you are not alone in the room.
Hyunjin has left you to your own thoughts, having drifted away to his bed where he's perched on the edge watching you carefully. When you feel his gaze piercing you, you spin around. Your cheeks are warmed slightly as you walk over to sit beside him.
“Sorry, I could spend hours looking at all of these pictures.” You’re looking up at him and the way he cocks his head to the side and draws his bottom lip into with his teeth has your heart skipping a beat. His gaze starts to feel like a caress as it slides down your face and the rest of your body. Reaching out to his arm you shake him slightly. “Hey, my eyes are up here princess.” You say teasingly.
The smile this brings to his lips does nothing to help the undeniable tension so you press along. “Who’s the artist?” You ask standing and walking back to a particular painting of a vase hanging beside the closet.
Hyunjin lets out a laugh as he walks over to you and drapes an arm across your shoulder. “I am.”
Your head snaps in his direction. “You’re joking… you draw?” The excitement radiating off of you takes him by surprise as he pulls away and nods. “I do too! Well not anything like this but I love to draw.”
He looks as if he’s just won the lottery. “Yeah, Chan was right about you.”
Quirking an eyebrow up, you turn to face him. “Huh?”
The boyish grin on his face and the way he leans in close to your face, noses almost touching, causes your stomach to clench. “He said you were perfect, special."
You shake your head. “Do you all just go around chatting about me when I’m not around?” It’s not that you have a problem with it, it's just you have no clue what the boundaries are within this group of friends.
“Oh baby girl… we tell each other everything.” Hyunjin's smirk has your knees feeling uneasy. Now he walks past you towards what you can only assume is the bathroom. He motions you towards the door and you follow. Once inside the bathroom and walks to the bathtub and turns that on, adding a lavender scented bubble bath. Quietly you just watch as he moves along. When the bathtub is full and the water is turned off, he turns to you.
“Ready?” He walks over to you and grabs your hips, lifting you and sitting you up on the large marble sink. His arms placed on either side of you pinning you in place.
Every time you’ve looked at this man tonight you feel as if you're staring at some Greek god or a prince. From his jawline, to his eyebrows, the way his eyes shut slightly when he smiles and then the messy look of his hair. He quite literally takes your breath away. And now you’re sitting here with him in between your legs, his eyes grazing over you in the same intense way he looks at everything. You feel utterly vulnerable in a way that scares you.
As you blink at him, he quirks another smile and then steps away from you and out of the bathroom.
You let out a sigh that is a mixture of relief and desire. Sliding down the counter you step up to the bathtub and pull off your clothes before sliding in.
The bath is the perfect temperature and you feel relaxed in a way you haven’t in a while, in all honesty you can’t remember the last time you took a bath. You grab a sponge and as you're washing yourself it slowly starts to come back to you. A memory from a lifetime ago.
A week after your 10th birthday, your father went away for a work trip so for the first time it was only you at home. He hadn’t gone to the store before he left but had promised that someone would bring over dinner for you each day. It was day 3 of no food.
You had just gotten home from school and immediately went into your bathroom to wash the day away. After turning on the bathtub and watching it fill, you slipped inside and stayed there for what seemed like forever. Maybe you had drifted off to sleep, because a loud bang on your bathroom jolts you up from your restful state.
“Daddy?” You call, your voice barely more than a whisper because if it had been your father, you knew nothing good would come from it. Slowly the door creeps open and when the man walks around the corner your heart drops to your stomach and screams bellows out of you.
You’ve seen this man around before. He would come to your fathers house to play games and drink. He hadn’t been one who would touch you but he always had his eyes on you when you were around. “Oh little Junie.”
When you snap out of the memory, you’re panting and shaking, the water in the bath no longer warming you but feeling more like needles on your skin. Quickly you step out and grab a towel. When you are mostly dry besides your damp hair, you grab a plush white rob that is handing on a hook beside you and wrap that around your body. These memories have been coming steadily everyday. It scares you to think of some of these forgotten moments of your life.
With a huff you open the bathroom door and step out into Hyunjin’s room. When you glance around you don't see him anywhere but you do notice clothes laid out on the bed and can't help but grin when you realize they're his. A pair of boxer shorts and shirt that you’re sure will fall well past your knees. When you’re dressed you sit on the edge of his bed and pull out your phone, noticing several new notifications.
The first is from Lia who sent you 3 texts.
12:11am Lia
I can’t believe you actually quit 😭
12:11am Lia
I thought you were joking
12:11am Lia
Who are you and what did you do with my Junie.
12:22am You
G said I can come back when things call down. Relaxxxxx
The next set of notifications are from Chan
11:32pm Channie
Please tell me Hyunjin got you home safe…
11:42pm Channie
I hate when you don’t respond right away
11:51pm Channie
Call me.
You roll your eyes and pull the phone up to your ear. As normal he only lets it ring once before answering.
“You’re going to be the death of me.” He groans out, relief in his voice.
With a smile you croon, “Hello to you too, Oppa.” Carefully you turn the phone on speaker mode and place it on the bed as you reach up to your hair and begin to braid it down your back. When he doesn’t reply for a moment you speak again, “hello?”
“Oppa, huh?” You can practically hear the smirk on his lips.
At that moment, Hyunjin returns to the room also dressed in his pajamas and you smile and wave at him before gesturing to the phone. “Channie is checking in on me.”
You hear a scoff. “I’m not checking in on you. I just… I was…” You and Hyunjin break into a laugh. “Shut up.” Chan groans which only sends the two of you deeper into a laughing fit.
When the laughs finally die down Chan, who was waiting so patiently, speaks again. “I had Changbin come over and grab your things, are you about to go to sleep?”
Hyunjin reaches down and grabs the phone, you reach out in protest trying to take it back but he is much faster than you as he waltzes away with it. “Channie-hyung, I will take extra good care of our girl tonight, no need to worry.” Your stomach clenches at his words as he winks in your direction.
You can hear Chan roaring through the phone. “She needs rest. Please make sure she gets settled in the guest room.” His voice is stern which only makes Hyunjin’s smile more mischievous.
“Oh no. She’s staying in my bed. Goodnight Bangchan.” And Hyunjin hangs up the phone. Immediately it lights up again with another call from Chan but Hyunjin turns the phone off entirely and places it on the table beside his bed.
The look of smug satisfaction on Hyunjin’s face has laughs bursting out of you hard enough that you’ve curled up on the bed. Hearing the stress in Chan’s voice and the confidence in how Hyunjin shuts him down shows just another side of the playfulness in this group of men. Still struggling to get your laugh under control Hyunjin takes the chance to climb on top of you and begins tickling your sides. “You heard Chan, you need to rest!” He’s barely placing any weight on you so you’re able to slip from under him and roll your body to where he is now laying under you and you’re sitting up straddling his lap.
The silliness is gone in an instant as Hyunjin grabs your wrist and pulls you down so that you’re chest to chest with him. His eyes search yours, feeling as though he’s reading into your innermost thoughts. You wonder if he can feel how hard your heart is beating at the closeness of your bodies. You watch him as he slowly licks his bottom lip. And then as quickly as this started Hyunjin moves you off of him.
Now you’re both laying on either side of the bed just staring up at the ceiling. The quiet isn’t awkward at all, it's just steady. After a few moments Hyunjin whispers goodnight to you, leaning over to turn off the lamp beside the bed. You turn over as well, slipping underneath the comforter but sleep doesn’t come to you as quickly as you’d like. You stay up thinking only of the man laying in bed with you.