Chapter 20

He looks at me while trying to cover his mouth with his hands. Clearly, he is smiling. Probably he is happy with what he just heard from my stupid mouth! Of all things to blurt out, it had to be this one. That one thing that carried all my pride, that!

"Hey! You make me look like the bad guy. Was it too hard to say that to my face? Look what happened!" He continued laughing.

If only I had magic, if only we were in a fantasy world, I would open the surface of the earth and get inside. I would gladly get inside and burn myself right now.

I try to look around the place, anywhere. Just not him. My cheeks are now burning too much and I think they're already red. My heart is two minutes to escape from its chest that is panting like a patient who just got a heart attack and the doctor in this case isn't helping at all.

I just might die. My pulse has gone beyond the roof. For the first time, I wish I could end my precious life since it has become a laughingstock.

My cheeks touch something fluffy yet cold, along with a pair of hands. How did he make all the moves without me hearing anything?

"Your chicks are as hot as a volcano! I didn't know I had such an effect on you."

"Any woman would be affected by your site." I look down.

"Not as much as you are." His eyes keep looking at mine while I try my best to look anywhere but at him. I don't know which one is more dangerous, his face or his body.

His face is not the best but a better idea. I breathe in and out and look at him. My face leans back as if I want to run away. Too bad there is nowhere to run to. Not with his hands on my cheeks like that.

His eyes suddenly change. It's like they are filled with these types of emotions that only he could explain. He scans my face. His hands caress my hair. This time, I find the strength to look him in the eyes. They are beautiful and pure. Behind the maknae that is spoiled so much by eight brothers lies a man. A perfection. A guy any woman would want to have at least for a limited time. Someone you can remember with a smile on your face.

"I... enjoy you." He says. "My heart flatters just by hearing one of those sarcastic answers that you always give off to people. And yesterday, was not a mistake. At least, to me, it will not be. I did something with someone who made my heart breathless a few days after I got to see the real her." He takes my hands, "So Ha Ra If you don't want anything to do with me after we are done here, I will respect that. Just do me a favour, Don't think that meeting me was another mistake that you made because you trusted another celebrity."

My lips form a sync. I look down but then...Well, I look up, "To me, you are the most beautiful sunflower." How soft his voice is, literally melting the ice from the mountains.

Our eyes find each other again. This time we both smile. His hands caress my once hot red chicks as he bites his lower lip. Looking at him gives me something new to feel and experience. His smile makes me want to hug him forever. Now everything makes me want to hold him. My chest pants again, and he wraps his hands around my shoulders. I close my eyes at the feeling of his strong arms. I've always imagined his chest to be mine from time to time, and now it's mine to hold.

"Sexy maknae," I whisper.

"I am indeed sexy, probably more than Kai." We both laugh. Never have I ever thought I would be calm in situations like these. His smile, his soft hands and everything about him did the trick.

"Well," He shakes his head, "I am supposed to hug you tight but then..."

"You're naked," I giggle.

"And things will be hard for me," He bites his lips again. No! Don't think of anything that might make you end up blurting Ha Ra! With that, he nods and goes to his room. Our room? Whatever.

I roll my eyes. I can still feel his presence around me. I can still feel how good it felt to be in his arms. His broad chest. It might kill me someday. My stomach growls again. I was hungry before he made his magic happen. My poor stomach! My two hands caress it as I think of how rude I've been to myself. My poor stomach has now become numb. It can't even explain how it feels. Chips and apples are all I have for now. At least let's not make you empty for more than you can bear.

After some time, the dangerous maknae comes out of his room. "Aren't you hungry?" He looks at the chips bag. "Ey! My bad manners made me forget to take care of my guest. You must be hungry, right?" I nod.

"Now that this actually knocks in my mind," He looks down and then looks at me, "I don't think I heard you say a word today. Are you okay? Is something wrong?"

Is he asked as a man or as a spoiled little boy? Something definitely happened between us. But then he is back to his old self, childish.

"And why are you looking at me like that?" He stares at me.

"I'm hungry. These chips won't do it." I get off the counter. I step closer to him, " I couldn't tell you I was hungry because I forgot I was hungry." Emotionless face, arms crossed. My face tries its best to act normal.

"Aaaaaah," I just wonder what is going inside his head as he nods.

"Should we step out for our little stomach?"

"You speak as if you are not hungry yourself," I chuckle in disbelief.

"I'm always hungry! I just needed to learn to control it."

"Because you're an idol?"

"Because I need to save my money!"

"I didn't know rich people need to save money too!"

"Now you do, let's go. You're always evil when you're hungry."

"What?!" I frown.

"And angry,"