«you show up with no hesitation»

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"Yeeun."

"Hm?"

I had my eyes glued to the ceiling as Seojun and I both laid comfortably. We were much closer than earlier and I could sense Seojun staring straight at me. I slowly turned my head towards him and nearly jumped once I saw the small smile on his face, "I think I have feelings for you."

I woke up almost immediately after dream Seojun told me those words. My heart pounded at the thought of him confessing to me, and I couldn't shake off those visions of him.

"Oh my gosh," I groaned to myself, sounding upset that Seojun didn't actually tell me that. I turned my head and was hoping for him to still be laying there, but there was no one.

Sighing, I rubbed my eyes slowly and sat up from my bed. I tried my best to remember what happened last night but the only thing I could recall was Seojun and I having a nice little conversation about who we like.

Hearing Seojun try to push me towards Suho brought me a bitter and upset feeling. I don't quite understand why he thinks I like Suho. It's pretty obvious to anyone I'm more interested in Seojun, however he doesn't even notice how I act around him.

As I made my way to school, with barely any sleep by the way, I was still wrapped up at the fact that Seojun was in my bedroom last night. Nothing special happened, but I was happy I was able to have some personal time with him.

"Yeeun," a voice behind me called out.

I spun around and expected to see Seojun smiling at me, but panic surged through me when I came face to face with Wonbin. There he was, with a mischievous grin on his face.

He stared at me for a few seconds before finally speaking, "hi."

Wonbin seemed as if he was trying to hide his anger. His smile looked forced and his greeting sounded rough. I looked at the ground and slightly bowed my head, "ah, hello."

He chuckled, "you seem nervous about something," placing a hand on my head as he sighed dramatically, "I wish we met last night. I guess you were too busy messing around with another guy."

My heart dropped when he said that. Wonbin was still there when Seojun arrived to my house. I tried my best to shrug off his efforts at scaring me but I was very obviously nervous, "what are you talking about?"

"I'm not stupid Yeeun," Wonbin responded harshly. My eyes widened in fear as he gave me an ice cold look, "I never knew you were the type to play with multiple guys."

He snickered, "I wonder what your boyfriend would think of that," he hummed to himself loudly as he tilted his head, leaning in closer to me, "I'm sure he wouldn't like that."

I took a few steps back, "um, I have to go to school," my voice was edged with anxiousness, "you should go to," shooing him away with a forced smiled plastered onto my face.

Wonbin refused to listen and instead clutched onto my wrist, "what? You don't want to be seen with me?" he asked in a sad tone, "I thought we were friends."

I laughed nervously, "oh-we are," my eyes scanned for a friend to find, so I can have an excuse to escape Wonbin, but I had no luck, "I just don't wanna be late to school."

My face reddened as he only ignored me and tightened his grip. Wonbin yanked me towards him and smirked, "where's your school? I'll wait for you after classes end."

I shook my head immediately and attempted to free myself from his hold. My body was in a state of distress once I realized he wasn't going to let go, "there's no need for that."

"I just want to catch up with you," he pleaded softly, "so what do you say?"

My lips quivered as I continuously looked down at my wrist and back up to him, "I-I can't," my voice nearly yelled out. I was scared of what his reaction would be to me rejecting him, but then I remembered that I shouldn't let people be rude to me. Like Seojun once told me.

Wonbin looked puzzled at my response, almost shocked at the fact that I refused his advances. His eyes squinted as the soft tone he was using a few seconds ago to speak to me was now gone, "we're hanging out today whether you like it or not."

I had the urge to slap him as he squeezed my wrist and looked at me in annoyance. I couldn't understand why I had no problem hitting Suho and Seojun, but when it came to Wonbin I was afraid.

"Come on," Wonbin insisted while I tried pulling my arm away from him. He noticed my desperation and began chuckling at my efforts to ralease myself, "You don't like this?" he teased me.

Out of nowhere, a hand reached out to shove him away from me and my wrist was finally free of his hold. He nearly fell as the mysterious boy repeatedly pushed him violently, which led to me trying to get a closer look at whoever this angry person was.

"Why are you grabbing her like that?" the person yelled out with another push. At first it was hard to make out who this voice belonged to, but once I noticed his earrings, I immediately knew who it was.

"Seojun?" I whispered to myself.

Anyone could tell how angry he was. His pushes were very aggressive and his eyes were close to jumping out. I could see the panic on Wonbin's face as he tried talking his way out of a situation he caused.

He plastered a fake smile on his face, "we were just playing aroun-"

"Why are you grabbing her like that?" Seojun asked again. He layed his hands on Wonbin's collar and shook him, "huh? Why are you grabbing her like that?"

Wonbin raised both his arms in defeat and turned his head away, "let me go."

"Why?" Seojun shook him once more, "you didn't let Yeeun go?" he glanced over at me and the rage on his face disappeared once we met eyes. I was fiddling with my fingers as I just stood there and watched them both.

Wonbin looked over at me, his jaw tensing up as he raised his eyebrows, "Yeeun," he shouted, "tell him to let me go," pleading to have me help him. I was too scared to get involved between the two and let Seojun speak for me, "don't ask her for help. This is a conversation between me and you."

I looked around to check if anybody was watching us and luckily we were alone, but I was worried that Seojun might get in trouble for putting his hands on Wonbin.

"Yeeun!" Wonbin cried out. I opened my mouth to speak but no words could come out. A part of me wanted Seojun to give Wonbin a piece of his own mind, but at the same time, I didn't want Seojun to accidentally get hurt.

I walked up to both boys and placed a hand on Seojun's elbow, tugging on him slightly, "let's go," muttering to him, "please."

Seojun had his eyes fixated on a fearful Wonbin, taking a few deep breaths before throwing him away from us, "next time this happens," Seojun threatened, "I won't listen to her."

Before I could see Wonbin's reaction, Seojun wrapped an arm around my body and gently dragged me away. The only thing that filled my mind was the way Wonbin grabbed onto me. My wrist had his handprint on it but fortunately I didn't feel any pain.

"From now on," Seojun said, "we'll walk to school together," he was staring at the path in front of us, refusing to turn around at Wonbin or down at me, "I'll probably walk you home too."

Seojun appeared very angry. More angry than me. This is the most furious I've ever seen him. He has gotten violent with Suho before, however it's never gone as far as what just happened.

Guilt fluttered in my stomach. I got Seojun involved in something that wasn't his problem. Maybe if I knew how to defend myself properly, this wouldn't have happened.

After a few moments of walking, I noticed that he still had his arm around me. I looked down at his hand and saw that he was softly crushing his fingers into my waist. Seojun pulled me closer to him as he looked behind us, and that tingly feeling returned.

That angry expression never left his face and I couldn't help but stare as he bit on his cheek. I never noticed how pretty his lips are. The reddish tint he always wears. My thoughts disappeared once I nearly tripped over my own feet and Seojun tightened his grip on my waist.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

I kept my eyes on the ground and nodded slowly, "yeah. I'm fine," the nerves took over my body as he continued to hold onto me. I couldn't even look at him. My mouth turned dry as Seojun waited for me to continue walking.

"Maybe you should stay home," he suggested. I shook my head and glanced at him, but my body turned numb when our eyes met, "no it's fine. I can go to school," giving an uneasy laugh.

Seojun sucked in his lips, nodding as he dragged me with him on the way to school. He no longer was holding onto me and instead created space between us. I had the urge to grab his arm but stopped myself. I felt so much comfort over his protective actions and couldn't help but replay that moment he defended me.

Although it was a frightening moment, I fell even harder for Han Seojun.