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𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄?

ᴅᴏʀᴍᴍᴀᴛᴇ!sᴜɴɢʜᴏᴏɴ , ᴅᴏʀᴍᴍᴀᴛᴇ!ʏ/ɴ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴜɴᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ sᴇx , ғɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ (ғ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ) , ᴏʀᴀʟ (ғ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ) , sᴘɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ , ᴄᴜʀsɪɴɢ , ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ , ᴍᴏʀᴇ ғɪʟᴛʜʏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇs ;)

ᴘʟᴏᴛ! ɪɴᴛʀᴏ: ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ, sᴜɴɢʜᴏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʏ/ɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ sʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴅᴏʀᴍ sɪɴᴄᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ʏᴇᴀʀ. sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ 3ʀᴅ. ᴀs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɢᴏᴇs ʙʏ sʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴅᴏʀᴍ, sᴜɴɢʜᴏᴏɴ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇs ʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴠᴇʟᴏᴘ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ғᴏʀ ʏ/ɴ. ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʟᴀssᴇs, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴅᴏʀᴍ ʜᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇ sᴜsᴘɪᴄɪᴏᴜs ɴᴏɪsᴇs ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ʏ/ɴs ʀᴏᴏᴍ.

as sunghoon walks inside the dorm, he suddenly hears loud, moaning noises coming from your room. he locks the door behind him and walks through the hallway. he past your room but doesn’t see you in there.

“Y/n?”

no response. his eyes widen as he sees your tiny figure laying on his bed with the door closed. But not fully. there was a gap through the door where he could see you with your fingers in between your legs. On His Bed. he watches you finger yourself in his bed with you uniform on. short skirt, tight blouse which shows how huge your tits were, and knee high socks. he didn’t do anything but stare at you. staring at you was enough for him to get hard and horny. he watches you as his bulge starts rising tall through his uniform pants. he hears you moans and whimpers as you nearly cum in your wet panties.

“fuck hoonie! im gonna cum!”

thats when his eyes widen even more when you moan his name. he always thought it was awkward between you two and you didn’t like him but to his surprise, you were so obsessed with him. his beautiful, talent, and braininess.

as he watches through the crack, he slowly looks down at his aching cock in his pants. he feels guilty but at the same time he needs you so much. he breathes in and out before opening the door. your eyes widen and he closes the door. he slowly walks towards you and hovers over you.

“missed me?”

he whispers in your ear as his hot breath hits your neck. you slowly nod and wrap your arms around his neck. he smirks and roughly kisses your lips. you softly moan in the kiss turning him on even more than before. he moves his way down to your neck and roughly sucks your sweet spot. you loudly moan in his ear and his hands roam around and massage your tits.

“hoon-“

he suddenly bites down on your neck making you whine. he thrusts and grinds his hips up and down on your wet core. you were so desperate for him and his cock you needed it asap. you begin to unzip his pants and pull out his aching cock. he hisses on your neck and moves down to your tits. he suck on your hard nipples and you try and rub his cock.

“mmhhh feels so fucking good princess”

room is filled of your guys moans and whimpering. he slowly moves down and kisses your stomach close to your wet pussy. he licks a stripe of your pussy and rubs your wet cunt with his middle finger.

“HOON!~ FUCK”

he suddenly enters his middle finger in and sucks on your clit. as he sucks hard on your clit, he flickers his tongue on it making you squirm. you feel yourself close to coming.

“h-hoon! im gonna cum!”

and as so, you end up coming on his tongue. he sucks your arousal off his finger and tastes your sweet juices.

“fuck baby, best treat ever tasted”

he pulls your face and opens your mouth. he spit some of your cum into your mouth making you swallow it. he then slaps your pussy making you moan. he lines up his cock against your entrance and rubs your clit with his finger. he then pushes in and out making you scream his name.

“HOON!!”

he thrusts harder and harder making himself moan as loud.

“so fucking tight baby! love your little pussy”

soon as his thrust become more aggressive, you feel yourself cumming on his cock. he cums inside you but keeps on going not stopping.

“hoon! stop please! im gonna squirt!”

“good fucking princess”

he keeps thrusting harder and you squirt everywhere. face, tongue, especially his cock. he he rubs your clit harder with his thumb and soon collaps ontop of you. breathing heavily.

“i really love you y/n. i really do”

“i love you more hoonie. i missed you”

hope you guys enjoyed that, love you all x 🤎 (sorry if it was pretty short ive just been busy 😭)

Seonghwa.

Seonghwa is your serial killer boyfriend who is obsessed with you.

Notes; Seonghwa wears a custom made kitsune mask to hide his identity but mostly because he doesn’t like showing his face.

Little detail of his mask; it almost always has real blood stains on it.

Hints of yandere seonghwa if you squint ..

Pairings; Seonghwa X fem! Reader

Genre; horror slasher/smut~

Warnings; mentions of murder, blood, hair pulling, marking, cursing, choking and unprotected sex..just pure filth.

The night grew near as the sun started to set on halloween, the only night Seonghwa was never questioned, the only night Seonghwa ever ever looked normal wearing his mask amongst the neighborhood of teens, kids and even adults decked in Halloween costumes. No one knew who or what he was supposed to be, they just thought he was out to have fun like the rest of them. Hell he was out to have fun just not in a way others would. While Seonghwa liked to go after the ones who deserved to be punished, he also found himself diving into the ones who never saw it coming. Walking outside without a care in the world, not a single glance being shot at him from anyone around him. They didn’t know that his night was going horribly.

Seonghwa had his eyes set on one person for weeks, learning their schedule, finding out about who they kept in their lives. Imagine his surprise when the door swung open while his knife was guts deep in a victim. Just his luck right? Now he had to take out the witness, which was more difficult doing than he thought it would be. This one struggled, screamed and was extremely violent. He was so close to just leaving them be, because who doesn’t love inflicting some trauma but this one was too much for him to just forget about. Not to mention the clean up process was excruciatingly long. He arrived back home, the door practically slamming when he got in. You were sitting on the couch and got startled when you heard him come in. The reason you were home instead of out partying during a fun holiday was simply because you were tired from the previous night. Your friends and you had all went to a pumpkin patch and after attended a Halloween night at a very popular park in your city. It was fun even though you kept spotting Seonghwa despite telling him that you’d be fine and didn’t need to be watched over.

“You look upset.” You mention as he walks straight towards you, his mask covered in fresh blood. “I am,” he says lifting his mask over his mouth, but doesn’t go any further than that. “I need to fuck my frustration away” you raised your eyebrows “oh?” This was the usual thing when he was upset but it’s not as though you’re complaining, Seonghwa gets pretty rough in that state which means the sex is always better. But it’d been a month since any sort of intimacy like that happened, he was confident and always in a good mood till now. “You wanna talk about your day first or would you prefer the sex to be first?”

“How about,” he leans over you a hand grabbing your chin forcing you to look at him “I fuck you and talk about my shitty day as I’m deep in there?” You didn’t notice it before but even with the mask on His eyes were very expressive despite his lips not making a single move and the mask slightly covering em just a bit. Seonghwa absolutely hated to have it off, there were times where he’d remove it after you begged but most of the time he was able to resist your whines, of course there was temptation however he was insistent on never taking it off unless it was absolutely necessary. That mask was important to him, a symbol of who he was and practically his entire identity. When you see that mask on the news it sends shivers down your spine, Seonghwa took great pride in that.

“You can do that.”

“Good, because I need to be in you bad.” His lips meet yours and almost instantly your heart flutters. He wasn’t so much of an affectionate person so any sort of physical touch made you feel electric. It had the gears in your head turning, your mind running wild with thoughts that were filthy. He kissed you roughly and his hand had found it’s way up into your hair where he tugs on it, a whine coming out. The mask often collided with your face, the blood leaving stains on your cheeks and forehead. Seonghwa pulls back, licking his lips and biting them he growled and examined your flushed expression. “You look so fucking good with blood all over that pretty face of yours. I’m gonna ruin you.” You had no doubt that he meant every single word that came out of his mouth, usually during times like this he meant business. “Wanna taste you first, take those pants off before I cut em off.” You slid your pants down watching as Seonghwa tossed them carelessly off to the side. He went down to his knees and held your open, surprisingly you saw that he had lifted his mask up and off his face, his bangs falling over his eyebrows. It’d been awhile since you fully seen his face so this was a really good treat. Him having it off also reminded you that he had a really good looking nose, he didn’t taste you often because of his need to cover his face.

Seonghwa went down on you, his tongue flicking over your clit ever so often. He was teasing you, he’d bring you close to climax but stop right when you are about to. Within seconds his tongue was moving inside, fingers gripping your inner thigh for some hand support. This man’s head game was dangerously good and he was always able to make you cum several times from that alone. You arched your back and tugged on his hair which caused him to groan against your core, it made you cry out in pleasure. “Seonghwa..I can’t, it’s too overwhelming.” Whilst eating you out he looked up and into your eyes. It was like he was looking right through you, and it made your legs quiver. Feeling an orgasm pulling in your stomach, you didn’t say anything but somehow he knew and immediately stopped. This caused you to whine and beg for him to keep going.

“I’ll keep going baby, but with my cock in you, so you’ll have to take all of it.”

He unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his feet, his cock sprung up and hit Against his abdomen, leaking with precum and desperate to be inside of you. He leaned his body forward and held your legs in a straight up position, an arm wrapping around them to hold. Teasing the tip at your entrance and then slowly pushed his hips forward. As soon as it brushed against your spot he gave you no time to adjust before he pulled out and then slammed right into you. His pace was relentless as he fucked away his frustration, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as his hair stuck to it. Your moans and whines were like music to his ears, as he was big on sound. he loved hearing people scream, cry out in pain, and he especially loved it when you were crying out in pleasure, he loved it because it meant he was making you feel good and he didn’t want anyone else to see you like this.

“Mine, you’re mines and no one else’s.” He opened your legs and placed his hand on your throat, tightening the grip. Your eyes rolled back as the slight lack of air traveled to your brain and made your body tingle in such an amazing fucking way. You loved it when he got this rough.

“I was upset because as I was knife deep in the guy who kept flirting with you last month, his friend who he hadn’t seen in months came walking through the door..” Seonghwa moved his hips in a circular motion because he knew that it drived you crazy. “I spent weeks following and watching him while you were with friends and unaware. I was going to leave him alone but my brain had an itch and I needed to scratch it, I needed to make sure he would never be able to bump into you again.” Seonghwa’s eyes were dark, his anger really showing in his face and his tone. “But his stupid fucking friend,”

He let go of your neck and you took the deepest breath of your life. It was exhilarating “it was going so well, I only had one body to dispose of..the clean up process would’ve been quick….but only if his fucking friend hadn’t walked in.” You found it absolutely insane that Seonghwa even went through all the trouble killing someone from a month ago, it really made you realize that he’s petty and can’t let things go, even if it’s small. He’s childish but you couldn’t help but love him so much. As he rolled his hips into you, he leaned forward and lifted up your shirt, conveniently you almost never wore a bar so it gave him easy access to suck and bite on your nipples, he left marks and growled at the sight in front of him. If you thought he left your neck empty you thought wrong because he made damn sure to mark you there as well. “You’re taking my cock so well, you wanna come baby? Say please and I’ll make sure that you do.”

You wasted no time in saying please, you even begged him, whined in front of him. The sound of your voice, the tone of your begging sending him over the edge. “Please, please Seonghwa I want to come so bad, please let me, pretty please.” His hand went down, his two fingers rubbing circles against your clit. He sucked on your left titty while relentlessly fucking you deep “gonna fill you up and you better not push me away, you’re gonna take it.” He thrusted into you a few more times and the both of you ended up coming at the same time. “Oh, fuck.” He pulls out slowly and collapses on the couch. After a moment of some deep breathing he slips his mask back on.

“That really took all the frustration out.”

“That’s good, and hey maybe later we can actually do it on the bed and try some different positions.” Seonghwa looks over at you and creeps a hand on your thigh

“Oh? Why wait when we can do it right now.”

warnings // manipulation, toxic hee and jake

heeseung and jake love to fuck raw and will try to avoid condoms as much as possible ):

they have really veiny dicks and if they can't feel your walls milking them what's the point of fucking? that's what they tell you and it works every time because you end up getting piped down raw you ever bring up the suggestion.

heeseung makes the excuse of not being able to cum with one on because he can't feel how warm your pussy is, especially when he makes you ride him. he likes laying back and physically feeling your pussy cream all over his length and he swears it's the only way for him to cum.

jake likes to fuck you missionary and feels best when he thrusts just his tip in and out of your tight hole. he says the condom blocks his cock from stimulation, and he feels sensitive when he can actually feel your skin.

it's also the best way for them to "accidentally" cum inside you. they apologize by saying there's something about your pussy that makes them forget to pull out ): when they're so close and feel their pre cum leaking they can't help but hold onto your body and thrust in and out of you, stuffing you full of their white hot seed, ignoring your cries and blabbering.

they promise that this is the last time they'll cum deep inside you as they kiss your tears away, holding you close, brushing your hair away from you face.

you end up forgiving and believing them with every passing time.

Hey love! It's been a long time isn't it (I guess...)? I hope you guys love the first chapter well. Chapter 2 is otw and needs some improvement. Might need a few materials to add to the story.

I hope I can finish them as soon as possible. I just started my new semester this week, and everything was going well until.... something happened. Not sure if I feel mad or sad, I have a misunderstanding with my bf. The way I wish I could talk to him face to face instead of texting. When texting, we can't see other people's emotions well. He keeps avoiding me and instead of talking to me, he talks with other people and silent treatment me. Then how I'm supposed to know what he feels rn? I feel disappointed and now I'm just focusing on myself.

unfortunate unexpectations — lee heeseung x fem!reader

In an everyday attempt to avoid the man you eternally loath. Of course, the universe isn't always by your side as you accidentally reach a dead end, with no other choice but to dance with him.

romcom, regency era, enemies2lovers, just cute bickering warnings— not proofread, first time writing this kind of trope pls bear with me. 2.6k wc + reblogs are greatly appreciated!

author's note— I'm back again with another piece ( I'll disappear for a few months after this)! I wrote this exactly on Hee's bday but I only decided to post it now since i didn't really feel satisfied with this when i finished this a few days ago :/ i still don't so I may delete this when I'm in the mood to make changes ^_^ BUT HERE IT IS!! Happy belated birthday to my hubby wubby @Heeseung 😅❤️❤️

perm tags— @jangwonie @jungwonize @luhvlyuna @w3bqrl @ineedaherosavemeenow @leaderwon

"Would you be so kind and get that for me?"

Oh how annoying. You thought, gently tricking your finger up to block your ears and releasing in an instant, wanting the bothering itchiness to fade. His arms stretched beside you reaching to the the man holding a tray with glasses of wine.

Oh how you knew he did it intentionally.

Heeseung's boldness to give you an order was extraordinary, baffling even. You were not in a higher position than him, and he wasn't much higher than you, though he was just there, and heeseung didn't want to play the "he was just there" role in your life. He always feels the need to spite you at any given time, similar to a cricket making noises while you attempt to sleep.

Though much to his dismay, you certainly do show his own place as just a nobody in your existence; to which he never seems to catch the hint of your unintrestment.

Or he might do, only walking in and out of your life in terms of spitting utter nonsense to your peace.

Honestly, it did work. It made you fume and it certainly made you want to do more than just give out the usual glare and other threatening expressions to the other.

You turn around with utter confidence, meeting the man's eyes unbothered. Your eyes observed his structure, his unfortunately dashing attire, and his pretentious face.

As you check out the details of his sleeves, your eyes darted to Heeseung's exact shift of expression, smirking.

It was certainly expected, yet so mind flaming. You'd rather just explode right then and there than to keep up with whatever he wants to pull to you.

"You know, if a lady looks at someone from head to toe for too long it must mean that they yearn for that someone." He lets out a prideful scoff, eyes mockingly going through you as he sips from the wine glass.

Disbelief in what you heard, you halted your eyes from any further notice. Proceeding to roll your eyes at the man who had unknowingly tinted your cheeks red.

"Don't be silly, I was looking at your outfit. Actually baffling but not surprising for you to wear something so… Eye-vomiting." you spit. Twirling against his view and proceeding to waltz away from his standing figure, not setting a single glance at the man behind you. A fuming smoke sets up your chest at the realization of what you had just done to that awful of a man.

You explore more of the manor by yourself, enthralled by every piece of art plastered on the clean walls. You found an inner piece at the volume of the hallway, no noble bands performing and people crowding the room as they tap their feets and hearts out, it is truly a wonder to feel.

"Lady Y/N!"

Of course, every pinch of euphoria has their cut to its end, as one of your acquaintances calls you out.

"Oh, Lady… Lily? Was it?" You asked softly and loudly, as the woman clicked her heels towards you.

The girl smiles, "Oh yes! Though please, just call me Li."

"Alright, Lady Li."

…

For moments to what felt like hours, chit-chatting with Lady Li as you both walk around the manor corridors. The both of you had now reached your very destination which was the party itself that you so desperately want to be separated with.

You timidly smile at the girl beside you, eyes widened agitatedly at the crowd. "Uhm, Lady Li," The other nodded, her eyes also seemed to be searching through the sea of nobles.

"Why did we decide to return to this room?"

Lily simpers her smile as her eyes turn fixated on one figure, "There he is!— Thank you so much Lady Y/N for keeping me company through the manor." She gives you thanks, walking away with delight eventually linking arms with a man who Lady Li might have been searching for. great.

Another woman infested with men's validation, how unfortunate.

Your eyebrows furrow as you stare at the couple in disbelief, letting out a brief sigh at the thought of almost every woman here might be just like that.

"Feeling all bitter now, are we Lady Y/N?", you trembled at the sensation of his teasing breath tickling your ear.

"What on— oh... it's you again."

"The one and only." Heeseung lets out a ridiculous triumphant smile, the smile that makes you feel itchy in all aspects of your body, it was extremely bothersome reaching to the point you would rip your hair out to the unspeakable rage you feel for the male.

"Don't make that face now, a real lady doesn't do that, well— that is, if you are even a lady." He chuckled, always digging deeper into your little actions in an attempt to reach you to the edge. How delightful.

"Your words remind me so much of my younger brother's pitiful counters." You face the opposite once more, your heartbeat slowing down at each step you take far from Heeseung, hoping to have a similar instance from earlier to happen once more.

Unfortunately, the things one desires don't really happen twice. As you hear the footsteps of the man through the crowded noise, the only shattered expectation you wish did not.

"Oh so I remind you of your family now? How thoughtful." His smirk added to his audacious response that could be sensed at such a distance you didn't even know was possible without even taking another look.

"It means you're just as annoying as my brother, don't take it as a compliment."

"I presume older sisters still love their annoying brothers nevertheless, so that must mean you secretly feel that way for me too if I remind you so much of your annoying brother."

"Oh how great, you can go stay in your own personal pride zone Mr. Lee, though that zone, will tell you to cut it out very soon."

"I doubt that, I think I can sense what's true and not true."

"Being ever so ethical now, aren't you?"

"You know what they say… I am that of a gentleman."

"Well so ethical now anymore, 'cause, you see… you claim to be a gentleman which in fact is ridiculously wrong, no, you're not a gentleman."

"Okay lady, I figured that was a mouthful to sneer."

Your eyes widened, subconsciously sighing aggravatingly, utterly lost of the others' words. "Please don't follow me."

"I'm not following you."

"You are? Don't make me feel stupid."

"I don't think I'm doing that."

You continued to walk further and further, you don't know where, it could be just anywhere to be out of this man's grasp.

not even reaching an uncomfortable minute of making your way, Heeseung finally made it way up to you for god-know-what reason.

Only a few more threads left to untangle until you implode, besides showing this man what you're capable of doing, you weren't about to do anything in front of hundreds of people.

You swiftly turn to face the man following, "Look Mr. Lee, don't even attempt to come and step closer—" the hissy grin never ever fading from his look. Before you snap even further, you raise your head as the lights suddenly turn dim, the current music start to tone down as the band plays a new mellow romance.

The both of you faced your worries, silently questioning the sudden change of atmosphere.

"Now, it is time for the party where the gentleman… dances with the first lady they set their eyes on, Amuse-toi bien!"

…

..

.

His eyes were on you, and yours on him. Slowly developing the idea you most certainly would refuse to believe.

"No." You shook your head promptly with no hesitation.

"Y/N."

"No, don't even"

"Y/N—"

"No. Not ever. Never in my life. Never in a millennia. You can serve the mediocrity of mediocrity— I am not even paying attention to what I'm saying, but just so you know, I am not dancing with you."

You groaned continuously at his spews, this chit chatter going nowhere at all. Heeseung was also growing exhausted of your opposed responses. Hearing your never ending hatred for him is never known to him, although being in this position during an all rounded dance segment, he was not about to embarrass himself in front of such nobilities.

"Y/N just—" His hand abruptly slid up your waist sending your internal nerves through every stage of shockwaves.

"What are you—" Your words began to halt from his tightened grip, slowly putting power on pulling you closer… and closer… too close to say the least.

"Just this once, we don't want to leave a bad impression at a party we're just mere visitors at." His breath fanned your neck and sent shivers down your spine. Truly a feeling between his embrace that you have never felt before.

Too much of a guilt to even feel, considering this is the man you swore your whole life to loath yet here you are. No other way of escape out of this man's grasp, other than to spend a minute and more with him following the melodious rhythm serenading within the whole room.

"Fine. This doesn't change the fact that I want to scar my name on your face."

"How romantic." His lips curved sarcastically, eyes shifts into pure mockery as it lays on you. You couldn't say if you were teased by his softly menacing gaze or comforted by it. Eitherway, you couldn't register the right words.

"Besides," Heeseung continues, eyes darting away from yours, looking elsewhere within the ballroom, suddenly a light flashes your vision, snapping you back to your current position, right in front of Lee Heeseung.

"I don't even think we could get away from this anyway, we're literally in the middle of the dance floor." His head shifts in every direction to deem his assumption correct, which you mirrored.

It's true, the both of your are really in the middle of the ballroom.

You felt blockage on your throat, as if your vocal chords refused to spit words out of your mouth. The close proximity between you and Heeseung felt extremely new, you wanted to escape it so quickly yet, quite in a state of culture shock of his careful and kind demeanor as his every step to the rhythm of the music are seemingly careful not to make a mistake or you could say in other words, step on you.

The distance soothes, your hands still intact as the both of you walk in circles. His gaze locked onto you as if a man had seen the beauty of the moon for the very first time. He was allured, not only to the sight of your eyes but also your entire attire.

Who was he kidding? He was making fun of how you looked earlier, or was it you who taunted his? Even he couldn't remember. What is this contact causing him?

His eyes followed the direction of your eyes shifting all the way to your linked hands rising, following the rhythm and everyone else's. Only then Heeseung was able to return to his composure.

Being quiet with you didn't exactly make him feel like himself. It's indeed a peculiar case, his eyes fixated on your focused figure attempting for a thought, any words, any attacks, frankly quite anything.

"I feel conceived Lady Y/N," He started, your eyes now transferring to the man.

"Did you walk all the way here on purpose just to lure me in this dance?" He smirks, deeply hoping he did not look ridiculous in your eyes, which in fact, he did look ridiculous to you, though in basic sense, he always does.

You scoffed, "Don't be such a crude, I was walking away from you, or if you didn't understand that, I was escaping you. however, you followed me. If anything, you expected this dance to happen beforehand." You sneered at your words, feeling vastly proud of regaining the upper hand.

"Now now, shifting the blame onto me?" He jokingly asked, swaying forward and backward, then continuing to circle in unison.

"Well, I couldn't be wrong." Your raised your brows at the man, receiving a tuneful chuckle.

"You're ever so ethical now aren't you?"

you scoffed, "Touché."

After a few warm-hearted rhythms, the distance slowly basking in, his hand starts to tenderly slide from your hand up to your shoulder. Now facing your back at a dangerously close proximity. The way his fingertips barely made contact onto your skin yet it still tickled, sending you into unreasonable wonders.

Lee Heeseung? Sending you to unreasonable wonders?

"What if I tell you that I really expected this dance to happen and followed you to be able to have this dance with you?" he breathes out.

Your mind stood place, frozen. It couldn't function solely because of those words.

You knew this was his tactic of his obvious teasing yet... that had sent your heart into places you did not expect for it to reach. Your breathing abruptly stopping at every emphasis you place into his words.

It wasn't any different for the man, he was hellishly anxious.

The way his hand stood still on your shoulder, then slowly sliding it down to your hand the same thing he had done at the start. He felt crazy, he couldn't grasp the feeling whether he's disgusted at this contact or was it, satisfactory?

Heeseung's breath unawaringly hitched in unison to yours.

The high-rising tension the both of you are desperate to escape yet… would embrace it more long.

As Heeseung's hand reached your hand, the distance once more soothes, or did soothe for you? Did it to him?

One spin had the same closeness return, now you two are entirely facing each other.

How did this moment feel too slow? normally the dance routine did not walk this type of pace before, usually it happens quickly before the music finally comes to its end.

The silence echoed immediately through the other's ears, having the slight worry of gkving you discomfort.

Worried? Heeseung, really?

Heeseung lets himself battle his own internal conflicts as the outer silence continued. You were in a desperate measure of developing a genius idea for a comeback yet none came into mind. The unexplained whimsical threw you off, the fact this man had to send you in this type of frenzy was never in your lists of expectations.

Yet now, at this very moment, changed your very view on your surroundings.

All because of this very man you swore to loath ever since his eyes laid on you.

One last twirl to the maiden as the band's instruments faded into the void, completing the romantic waltz.

As everyone in the middle applauded their elegant and coordinated routine just now, both you and heeseung processed your breathledd tension just earlier.

Finally having all the words reached the right parts of your brain, finally having control of your conscious, your hatred to the man came back with it.

"Aww, you really do feel deep adoration for me, Lee Heeseung." you politely curtsied. contrasting to the tone of your voice, as you reply to the man's words from a few minutes back.

Heeseung lets out a chuckle, "You know what? Maybe I do have a thing for such abominations."

"Haha. Aren't you a clever guy." You gave him a wide infuriating smile, as you turn around walking away from his presence, now leaving the man at the middle of the dance floor.

It was a peculiar state for you. You swore you completely lie instense hatred for the man, yet now you're smiling at his mere words that usually drives you to banging your head on the wall, sometimes the urge to bang his head on the wall.

Yet what happened just earlier felt, extremely out of place, something you couldn't quite explain for the time being.

You were conflicted about being bothered by it.

How it bothered your feelings, bothered you deeply.

A memory that surely the both of you would engrave in later lifetime.

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"Wow, she called me clever."

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