Ch 3

Woohyun let out a noise of surprise when Eunchan spoke. Why was he saying this? What was going on?

He didn't have much time to process before Eunchan's face was even closer. Their bodies were pressed together tight, and faces were mere inches away from each other. "Every time I see you. Every time I see those pretty lips, or those eyes, or that perfect face...." Eunchan's voice was very nearly a whisper now.

"I just can't think of anything else."

Eunchan's grip on Woohyun's wrists loosened and his arms moved down to grip the other man's waist instead, pulling him closer.

"You're all I can think about, and it's driving me insane. I can't stand it. I can't stand you.... " Woohyun doesnt know what to think. He stays quiet. Both of them are in complete silence. Untill Eunchen speaks up. "I hate you so damn much. You're so annoying, and so perfect."

Eunchan's head was swimming, his thoughts just spinning.

"I hate how I can't even form a complete sentence when I'm around you. I hate seeing you talk to other people. I hate it so damn much...."

"You just smile and laugh and look so happy, like you're so blissfully clueless to how much I'm suffering!!"

"Can't you see the effect you have on me!? Can't you tell how flustered I get, just from looking at you?! "

"You're such a dumb idiot... why can't I just get you out of my head..."

Eunchan's thoughts were spinning, and his words were getting more and more slurred together.

"I just....I just want you. I just want you all to myself....." "Your stupid pretty smile, your gorgeous eyes, your face that looks perfect in all angles...."

"I want everyone to see it, to see you, the real you. And realise how gorgeous you are. But at the same time I just don't want anyone to see you....I don't want anyone to notice you..." Eunchan's grip on Woohyun's waist got tighter. His eyes were practically burning into the older man.

"You make my head fuzzy, you make me say dumb things. You make me feel stupid, you make me act like an idiot...."

"I'm supposed to despise you...! I'm supposed to hate you. So why!?!? Why do i feel like this?" Woohyun just stands there. In shock. He was gonna say something. But Eunchen started talking again.

Eunchan was getting more and more worked up as he spoke. His thoughts were spinning.

"I want to see what you're like when your not being polite to everyone....I want to see...I want to see the real you.....and not this goddamn marionette!!"

Eunchan's mind was going wild. He was so incredibly frustrated, and he was getting so worked up by Woohyun, who was just letting him pin him to the wall.

"I'm losing my mind....I just want-"

His thoughts were cut off as he took a moment to look down, and he was suddenly very aware of the position they were in. He froze, feeling his grip loosen on the other's waist. He looked down and saw that his own body was pressed right up against Woohyun's, pinning the taller man against the wall.

He looked up and realized how close their faces were. How he was leaning in incredibly deep into Woohyun's personal space. How the other man was just letting it happen.

Their faces were mere. Inches. Away. Eunchan's breathing hitched as looked up and saw how the other's eyes were looking at him.

Woohyun's face was just as red as Eunchan's was, and his eyes darted between Euchan's eyes and his lips.

Eunchan's mind went blank as he stared down at all the perfect facial features on the other's face. The perfect lips. The beautiful eyes. The porcelain doll face. He was frozen.

His breathing was shaky, and he was incredibly aware of how hot he felt. His heart was racing in his chest and his mind was spinning.

All he could think about was how damn beautiful Woohyun was. How pretty his eyes were. How perfect his features were. It was driving him insane. He let out another huff. Why was he so flustered? This was Woohyun. The same Woohyun he was supposed to despise.

He looked back towards the other man's face and his eyes landed on the lips he'd been so fixated on. He suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to feel them with his own. To kiss them. To take them. He suddenly realized how close his face was to the other's. How he could feel Woohyun's uneven breathing on his own skin.

His breath hitched as he looked at Woohyun's lip. And then the thought came to him.

What would happen if he leaned in even further? What would happen, if he just...kissed him? His brain was muddled. His thoughts were just a mess of words. He couldn't think of anything besides the desire to kiss Woohyun.

He felt Woohyun's breath hit his face, unsteady and heavy. The older man was breathing as heavily as Eunchan was. And his eyes were darting down to Euchan's lips just as intensely. Eunchan's head was spinning with thoughts. Just an endless loop of 'kiss him, kiss him, kiss him.'

And before he could stop to think logically, he leaned forward and closed the short distance between them, his body pushing against Woohyun's, pinning him fully against the wall. Eunchan's lips landed on Woohyun's, and he closed his eyes. He could hear Woohyun let out a small gasp of surprise, but he was too focused on the feeling.

The soft, velvety texture of the other's lips. The sweet taste of Woohyun. He let out a deep breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. The kiss was heated. Eunchan's body was still pressed against Woohyun's, pinning him against the wall. Despite the obvious height difference, Eunchan was the one in control. His hand came up to grip the back of the other man's head, bringing him closer. He pushed himself up on his toes and deepened the kiss. His other hand gripped tighter on Woohyun's waist, drawing a small, quiet whimper from the man's throat.

All Eunchan could think was how incredibly perfect Woohyun tasted. And how he couldn't get enough. Woohyun's hands were at his sides, gripping tightly at his shirt. He was almost trembling as Eunchan nipped at his lip, causing him to gasp again.

The sound that escaped the older man's throat sent a shiver through the younger man. He suddenly wanted desperately to hear more of those sounds from Woohyun. To kiss him more and make him moan.

Eunchan's head was a blur. He couldn't think about anything besides Woohyun. All he cared about was the way the man's lips felt against his own.

The kiss suddenly changed. Euychan's tongue ran across Woohyun's lower lip, before slowly being allowed entrance into his mouth. Immediately, Woohyun's breath hitched. He let out a small noise of surprise when he felt Euchan's tongue in his mouth, but he made no effort to pull back or try to push the younger man away.

Instead, he leaned into the kiss as Euchan explored his mouth. Euchan's grip around Woohyun's waist was tighter than ever, to the point where he was probably going to be leaving a bruise, but he didn't care.

All he cared about was getting more of the man in front of him. He wanted Woohyun. He wanted more.

He took control of the kiss as his tongue moved deeper, drinking in all those small, sweet noises that Woohyun was making.