By Zephyria I felt breathless because of the brown eyes that were scanning me thoroughly, as if they were going to devour me completely.
“That bastard was shamelessly hitting on you throughout the recording. Tae-kyung-ah, there’s a limit to how much a person can endure.”
As if there was some kind of power in his voice that had sunk down, I waited for Sung Se-han’s words without even blinking.
“You were going to drink with a bastard who wants to sleep with you until you’re drunk again?”
The back of my neck turned cold when Sung Se-han raised one corner of his mouth and smiled.
His expression, smiling with a savage look, really seemed like he was out of his mind.
“Absolutely not.”
The answer came out without delay.
Sung Se-han is a guy who would go to Liv Sunbae’s house right now and do anything. Because I’ve lived my whole life rationally, I almost couldn’t keep up with Sung Se-han’s behavior patterns.
“I really… only drank one sip of beer.”
I could now feel with my whole body that the huge figure blocking my path was suppressing his anger. I had to admit that sometimes I became timid because of the pressure that came from the difference in power, not emotions.
“Se-han-ah, I was waiting for your call.”
Sung Se-han’s long eyes curved at my answer. He looked down at me with an even deeper smile and began to stroke my cheek with the back of his hand.
“Why?”
Why was I waiting for his call? Is that even a question?
“I… felt like I couldn’t sleep without seeing your face.”
The only way to calm Sung Se-han down right now is to be honest. It’s easier to just put down my pride than to regret glossing over it. Let’s think that way.
The hand stroking my cheek slowly came down. The moment it wrapped around my neck, goosebumps rose and my shoulders shrank.
“Did you want me to put you to sleep?”No, fuck.” That’s not what I meant. I squeezed my eyes shut with my neck shrunk and then looked at Sung Se-han again.
“I just wanted to hear your voice… I kept waiting for your call.”
“Hmm.”
Sung Se-han glanced at the apartment, and I became nervous again.
I could tell from his eyes, which didn’t calm down even though I was trying to match his mood as much as possible. Sung Se-han was much more pissed off than I thought.
“Sure, why not.”
I staggered for a moment when Sung Se-han put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me in.
“Huh…?”
I looked up at him with questioning eyes, walking busily to match his pace. Sung Se-han, who had his arm around my shoulder, looked at me with kind eyes.
“I’ll let you hear my voice as much as you want. All night long.”
What? All night…? No, wait a minute.
“Se-han-ah, I have to go back to the dorm by 4 at the latest…”
When I stopped walking, a familiar gray sedan slid to a stop beside us. Sung Se-han, who opened the back door, pushed my back.
“Get in.”
I had no choice but to get in the car, and the Vice Manager in the driver’s seat turned to look at me.
“Vice Manager!”
I had been worried about him ever since I last saw him in the parking lot.
“Are you okay? Were you hurt?”
I leaned my face forward to the front seat with a happy heart, and the Vice Manager nodded curtly.
“I’m okay.”
I was relieved to see that he looked fine on the outside without any injuries.
“I’m so glad. But Vice Manager is alone…”
Sung Se-han grabbed my shoulder and pulled me away, so I leaned back against the seat away from the driver’s seat.
“Hyung, let’s go to my apartment.”
“Okay.”
The sedan started moving, and I gathered my hands neatly on my thighs.
Sung Se-han had already become independent from his Auntie in high school and lived alone in an apartment.
It was a very familiar place to me because I frequented it often, but the problem was that it was too clear what it meant to go to that apartment in the early morning.
I glanced at Sung Se-han, who was looking out the window with his legs crossed. If it were the usual, I would have held his hand or something. Judging from the fact that he wasn’t even looking at me, it was clear that he was still upset.
Hoo. I covered my mouth with my fist and swallowed a sigh.
He has a really long memory, but did he think I would be happy to accept it if he asked me to be with him tonight?
I’m not as bad as Sung Se-han, but I’m also someone who has a memory that’s as good as anyone else’s. It seems like he’s forgotten all about that because I’ve been treating him well lately.
“Sung Se-han.”
The car was so quiet that my voice stood out. I was looking straight ahead, but I could tell even from the corner of my eye that Sung Se-han was looking at me.
“If you’re going to apologize, do it properly again.”
“What apology?”
I made a determined expression and turned to look at Sung Se-han.
“Apologize properly for saying harsh things to me, like saying I’m a jerk.””
My brow furrowed at the sight of Sung Se-han snickering.
“Tae-kyung, I said I was feeling really bad honestly because I felt really bad at the time. How am I supposed to apologize for that now?”
Heat soared inside me because of the shameless bastard in front of me. I could have easily done something childish, but I reminded myself that the Vice Manager was listening in the narrow car.
“Do you think I’m just putting up with it because I’m in a good mood? How many of the same items do you have as Hanna Sunbae? What, are you two doing a joint purchase or something?”
“That’s the point that makes you feel bad. I understand enough.”
Sung Se-han’s relaxed behavior of stroking his chin fueled my anger.
“What about that point? What are you going to do if you know?”
“I’ll throw away all the things that were caught in the picture. Very neatly.”
My mouth dropped open at Sung Se-han’s words. Seriously, this crazy bastard…
“No, why are you throwing away perfectly good things? Please, let’s live rationally, Se-han-ah.”
Sung Se-han understood my psychology well. To be honest, I wanted to get rid of all the same items as Hanna Sunbae cleanly.
But I knew that things like bags, necklaces, and bracelets were all incredibly expensive luxury goods, so I couldn’t just say it was okay to do that.
Wait, I thought, and my eyes widened. The watch that was in the picture was said to be a brand worth hundreds of millions that was hard to even remember the name of, he wouldn’t throw that away too, would he…?
No. I should give up the expectation that this crazy guy will move after thinking deeply about what he’s doing himself.
“Sung Se-han, I’m not talking about those accessories. I didn’t care about those in the first place. The problem is your shameless attitude of blaming others even while apologizing, do you understand?I was the problem for stepping on the sudden drift because I was worried about the expensive things. Seriously, because of Sung Se-han, I’m doing all sorts of things…
“In the end, it’s Lee Tae-kyung’s fault.”
Sung Se-han crossed his legs to the other side and looked at me. I turned completely towards Sung Se-han and showed him a dumbfounded expression.
“What?”
Suddenly, a hand stretched out and grabbed my neck. I was startled and tried to step back, but it was impossible. In the first place, Sung Se-han grabbed me with force.
“I was originally going to coax our Tae-kyung and make him feel good.”
Even with Sung Se-han’s face so close, he couldn’t avoid him because of the guy’s hand gripping his neck.
The night view outside the window flashed by, and vibrant colors swirled in his clear brown eyes. He was so captivated by those eyes that he didn’t even notice the cool hand slipping down his neck and into his T-shirt.
“But you made me go crazy again. How are you going to take responsibility for this?”
His voice was a whisper, and his mind grew hazy. The moment he couldn’t bear it and closed his eyes, sticky lips mashed against his.
His hair stood on end, and he snapped back to reality. This was the car, and the Vice Manager was watching them.
He pushed Sung Se-han away with all his might, but the chest as hard as a rock didn’t budge. The hand that had slipped into his T-shirt and was caressing his back only pressed harder.
The guy’s crazy antics made his vision blur. Even as his body stiffened with tension, Sung Se-han rubbed their lips together several more times until they were wet.
Only when their lips parted with a smack could he push Sung Se-han’s shoulder away.
He quickly retreated, moving his butt into the corner, and covered his forehead with one hand. He was so angry that his heart wouldn’t calm down, but he was even more embarrassed.
The Vice Manager must have seen everything… Or maybe he didn’t because he was driving? Shit, there’s no way he didn’t see!
Heat flared through his body, and sweat poured from his forehead. But the fact that he couldn’t vent his frustration on the culprit, Sung Se-han, was just unbelievable.
It would only be his loss if he provoked him and made him act even crazier here. He had to endure it until he got out of the car.
The narrow space was so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing. It was driving him insane.
He was so angry. He wanted to punch that Sung Se-han.
But even so, his head still felt hazy from the sweet breath he had just inhaled. The sensation of their lips touching remained vivid.
Haa… He bit his lip tightly to suppress the sigh that was about to escape.