I was stiffened when he whispered those words slyly just a bit audible for me. I thought I was hypnotized that I couldn't move backwards or forwards. But snapping his fingers in front of my eyes, he forced my focus to perch upon him, twiddling with my thriller

Chanyeol: Where are your attentions? Can you just share a minute piece of those copious varieties?
He petulantly turned around to his closet, feeling somehow sustained by my always silent criticism

Y/n: Ahem, ahem
Firstly, I cleared my throat so that I could reach the point explicitly

* Pull yourself together *
I reminded myself in a state of hypnotism, inflicting under his tanned toned up body, but my eyes were glued on him. Sun rays slightly vented out of the glass windowpane, and embraced his thrilling skin with its cordiality. Because of the upgraded version of his body aura uploaded by Sola, I was frustrated literally. I couldn't heat down the sultry around him

Chanyeol: Why are you standing there like that?
My body astounded and my head shook disapproving myself for conceiving about him so long, longer than it could be called professional. He slouchy smashes to his soaked wet hair transmitted, some certain cold splashes of water to my face. I couldn't lie that I was enjoying that moment

* I better walk out of here. I'm losing my conscience *
I advised myself furtively in my head, not to let that intruder invade into my head, oozed through my skull again

Y/n: It's dinner time, so-so, come downstairs after-
I unknowingly gulped the lump in my throat

* Get your eyes away from him, I hate you, Y/n *

Y/n: After dressing up
I then quickly walked out of there. It's be more specific that I rushed from there, like a prey running away its the hunter

* Am I the hunter or the prey? He wasn't even preying on me, god dammit *

~•~

The dinner was just very even like any other days. Just I sensed how close I was with him. Actually, we always sat side by side at dinner, but that day was paranormal. I was grinding my butt on the seat finding a better comfortable area, but couldn't, 'cause the problem was on my mind, not the outsider

* Why am I considering his presence? This's so not me *

~•~ FLASHBACK ~•~

* What should I do to keep him by my side? *
I pondered why face timing the vacuum in front of my eyes

Sehun: Hey

* What can I do? *
I was death worried for my future without him. I really wanted to leave a position beside me for him, and a grid area for me next to him

Sehun: Y/N
When his high-pitched squealing tone pawed, the delicate walls in my ears and shook my shoulder a bit, I stepped back to the earth

Y/n: Oh, yeah
He engendered some chortles and chuckles, while maintaining his malleable stare on me

Y/n: Umm, why?
I was clueless at his altitude. He wasn't that kind of a person who would enroll as a flirt, bumping into a girl with such rude captivating state. So, curiosity prolonged, radiating my longer stare, which shouldn't suppose to lengthen than 2 or 3 seconds on his generous defined face

Sehun: What are you thinking again? I'll make you happy, huh?
His console didn't help anything better, when I'd already polished myself with something dad spurred approvingly. No console could scour that layer and bring back my relief. But how much I wanted him to say those words, he should've said them earlier

~ Leave everything behind ~

• I'll steal you away from all of this •

. Just take my hand .

- Put everything on me -

~ I'll face them ~

Those words logically neither blossomed on his lips, nor pandered me with what I longed to fill my ears. I noticed he wasn't leading to the path of escape

Sehun: Don't think too much
He just looked easygoing on our relationship. I wanted to hold his hands and escaped out of the 3D world into our own fantasy

* If I could, I had cut off my head, so that this brain doesn't give more access of those dread and griefs, torturing me everyday *

Sehun: Look, you're fantasizing again
He folded his hands and pouted before my flustered expression

Sehun: There's no one in the class. Are you gonna sleep here?
This time, his tone was graced by the sarcasms, eyebrows furrowing into a V shape. As my eyes roamed around the class, it was actually no one around me except Sehun

Sehun: C'mon, you own Mr an ice cream, remember?
He reminded me cocking his one brow along with an ease smirk on his lips. He pulled me by my wrist and dragged me along with him to a stall. The way he intertwined our fingers made my cheeks turned into a ripe tomatoes. I could feel blood rushing to my cheeks in a split of sec, by the time he caressed my face. His fingertips were trembling against my cheeks, and his eyes learning every hints in my eyes

Sehun: I like when you blush. And the one who gives rise that is ME
I didn't dare to look up to meet his eyes. If I did, it would be like I promised that he'd be the only one, when I swore Chanyeol I'd only be his. How could I, when I was engaged to another man

Sehun: What's your dream?
He suddenly asked while licking his blueberry flavoured ice cream

Y/n: I wish to be a freelance writer. Like everyone can dream of an exalted life exaggerating their life upon my stories and serve themselves with an extraordinary characters
I appreciated how he paid all his eyes and ears to my direction when I was lost in my own trance

Sehun: Is that why you read novel?
I simply nodded and continued digging on my ice cream. It was so good to breath beside him. I forgot the air pollution that the news used to express. It wasn't suffocating to stay around him like it was to Chanyeol

Out of nowhere, suddenly Sehun's glistening smile was eliminated into space. He seemed to be sustaining a counterattack, eyes firing and face paling like a paper

Y/n: Hey
When I followed his gaze, I saw Chanyeol staring at me through his car window. I wasn't even beside him, just his gusty stare was enough to choke my last breath out of my throat. I also felt the strong tension of two men. I was the core and I was responsible for all that

* How come two men who barely face each other, are intriguing to beat the death out of each other? *
Chanyeol cut off the eye contact and rushed off his BMW i8. But Sehun wasn't turning his gaze from where he stared, illustrated on his own trace

Y/n: Sehun
I patted his shoulder and then he gazed at me back. His eyes were full of carefree, heart warming, endeavouring as exuberant as he used to be

Sehun: Shall we keep eating?
He rejoiced with a nonchalant tone under his poker face

Y/n: Y-yeah
He stroke my hair and giggled. There was a smile on his lips but it's too obvious that he's faking it

* I know it's boring inside of you as well as Chanyeol's *
I again spoke to myself in my head, sealing my lips in reality

~...~ END OF FLASHBACK ~...~

* Where's the old Y/n? The one who hated breathing around him? *
I interviewed myself when I truly was surprised that I was embarrassing around him. But at the edge of my eye, I saw him and I took every glimpse to catch another fortunate glimpse. Then I remembered something that Sehun said at that evening

" I'll come and get you one day "

* I love Sehun. Then what am I doing around Chanyeol? Clarify your emotions, Y/n. Sehun or Chanyeol? *

Kyungsang: Y/n, is everything fine?
I didn't recognize uncle Kyungsang question immediately. And I was bewildered by his sudden counterstrike. I looked up frantically to him and nodded with a pair of horizontal lips

Y/n: Everything's fine, sir
The dinner went well and again I stepped in the bed beside him. I was back-facing him and also he did

Y/n: Chanyeol
My tone was silicated

Chanyeol: Yes
He quickly swifted his body towards me, as if he was waiting so long to hear me calling his name

Y/n: I wanna work. I want a job

I still was back-facing and I felt his presence got closer to my body untill I felt a warm air on my bare neck, blew the exhale from his nostrils. He sighed and surely I could feel that too

Chanyeol: Why?

Y/n: I don't wanna spend my time at house doing nothing. I wanna feel a business woman's life
He was quiet and I presumed that he didn't want me to work. But he skipped to a question instead of disapproving me

Chanyeol: Which company do you wanna work?
I was relieved that he didn't avert me from working

Y/n: Software company. My bachelor degree is qualified with that

Chanyeol: My company is also-
He paused and deeply breathed in. He was also graduated from the same university with me and his company was a software company. I could easily read his thought under his poker face. But he didn't say that like " I want you to work at my company "

Chanyeol:Ok, good night
There came his calm tone

* Why is he doing this? How long will he be acting like a good cared husband? *

Five days later, I got a position in a small company. Not like a big position. I was only a assistant. But I was the permanent official worker once I passed the interview. Chanyeol knew the place I worked and he tended to pick me up every evening. But one morning of a day, I told him not to pick me up

* I don't want this feeling to be bigger . I don't wanna love him *
I still had the contact with Sehun. I didn't feel like I was cheating on Chanyeol

* Why would I when I'm not cheating on him? *

I lugged my bag and walked out of the office since my work hours were over. When I got out the elevator, a grumble escaped from my phone. I pulled it out of the bag and picked up the call

Y/n: Yes, Sehun
My steps halted at on the stairs

Sehun: I'm ####you #### back
I was a little confused in his unclear voice since some kind of car honks were mixing from his side. His call was sizzling and hassling with that nuisances

Y/n: What're you talking about?

Then also the car honks from the road I was facing became an addition to the dizziness I was feeling. There were a bunch of teenagers welcoming the danger by racing cars

* All teenagers are the same. They will gonna be in danger, soon *
I tilted my head towards the phone closer and focused back on the call

Y/n: Sehun, what did you say?

• beep • beep • beep •

He suddenly hanged up. I put the phone away from my ear and scanned the call again to have a confirmation. Yes, he hanged up

* Wth? *
While I was scratching my neck in perplexity, a male wailed out my name. It was from another side of the road. The cars were moving with their lights on, on the road between the person and I. The person kept calling out my name as if we were acquaintances. I squinted my eyes and attempted to have a better view of him. When the cars faded away, the road was graced with silence. Then he called out my name again

" Y/n "
That voice, my brain clarified as that the unknown voice belonged to someone I knew

Y/n: Sehun
He excitedly waved his hand and passed across the road. He looked desperate to meet me and he was sweating. It's a thriller to meet him at unexpected place and an unexpected time. The more he got closer, the smile on my face became bigger

* He didn't tell me he's going back. How did he even know I'm here? *
Before I figured out a reasonable answers for my all mysteries, he was already before my eyes. He was fast . When I went back to my conscience, I was in his arms. It was also unexpected and breathless

Y/n: How is this- Sehun
I gulped in surprise and tried to find a reaction out of my startled body

* Should I push him away or hug him back? *
My questions never ended. And I chose neither of them. I was stilled not moving a bit, not even wiggling in his arms. I didn't want myself to be named as a " Cheater " but I also wasn't avoiding the things that could make me one

* I'm so smart. Damn smart. You don't hug him back but you also are not pushing him away. What are you, Y/n? *
Then another male called me out. But this time, the other voice was cracked more like fainted by a circumstance, hysterical and frantic. Sehun loosened his grip on me and I turned to the direction of the voice

* He's here. This is bad. Things are going to be nasty. No, what have you done, Y/n? *
My eyes played between the two faces. Heart beats were gone wrong and only hands were shaking. Every movement seemed to be restricted as my breaths also

< END OF CHAPTER 8 >