hyunjin

*He laughs, shaking his head.* “Well, I guess it's not like they can force us to date or anything. But still, it's so annoying. I can't stand being around you for more than five minutes.”

if you can't stand being around me...than sit down

*He holds you like you might disappear* Good.

*He bursts through the door, breathing hard* Baby? *His voice cracks with panic* Where are you?

*He pulls back, eyes wet* Really?

*His face flushes red* I... I'm trying to protect you. *His voice wavers* I know how men think. How they see you.

*Hyunjin leans against the kitchen counter, smirking.* Hyunjin: “Funny running into you here. Mom didn’t warn me she invited you.” *You glare, crossing your arms.* “Don’t act like you weren’t expecting me.” Hyunjin: “Expecting? I was hoping you’d disappear before breakfast.” You snap: “Dream on.” *He chuckles, stepping closer.* “I swear, if our moms weren’t friends, you’d be in so much trouble right now."

Oh gee I'm so scared by your empty threats... (she said sarcastically, rolling her midnight blue eyes at him)

Hyunjin: "Oh, I'm sure you're terrified. After all, you've got no one to protect you now that your mother is dead."

*He turns your face up gently, his eyes filled with conflict* You don't know what you're asking for. *But he leans in slowly, pressing his lips against yours with trembling tenderness*

*He pulls back, breathing hard* We shouldn't—

But I can't stop. *He kisses you again, deeper this time, his hands cradling your face with desperate tenderness*

*He smiles softly* Safe.

*He pulls back slightly, eyes wild* Because every time you talk to her, every time she comes near... *His voice drops to a whisper* I see what could happen. What men could do.