You watch him when he runs his fingers through his hair before he pushes his fringe back, exposing his forehead. He furrows his eyebrows and focuses his eyes solely on the paper before him. His lips move when he starts biting the inside of his cheek as he usually does when heâs concentrated.
And you get a tight feeling in your stomach. You hear your heart beating louder and faster. You feel your breath hitching.
Before you know, Hyuckâs eyes find you. His eyes squint slightly and you know he is thinking of the reason behind you staring at him like that. He pouts unknowingly mirroring your face expression. That, on the other hand, is your habit when you are focused.
If only you could hear how his heart starts racing.
The campus library is almost empty at this hour. Dimmed lights make everything seem much more intimate and quiet. The hours you spent doing your assignment definitely arenât helping. And for some reason, your mind finds this the perfect moment to think about what exactly is that excitement you feel every time Hyuck is beside you.
You donât notice the change in Hyuckâs eyes. You donât notice when they become darker. Only when his face appears just in front of yours you realize that he stood up from his chair and rested his elbows on the table, the distance between you decreasing. When all his moles become so clearly visible to you, you forget about breathing completely.
âWhat are you doing?â you ask calmly, pretending as if everything was completely fine.
'I thought you might want to look at me more closelyâ he responds, his eyes travelling across your face in a way that makes your skin feel on fire.
âIsnât it something that you wanted to do?â you answer, looking into his eyes with confidence.
He smirks and his head falls. You let yourself smile at that. One of the rare moments when you donât hate him as much as usual.
You almost feel disappointed when he goes back to his seat.
'Sometimes I wish you werenât this stubborn but then, wouldnât that be too boring?â he says, his eyes making a crescent shape that radiates pure amusement.
'Iâm flatteredâ is what you say next, before closing your books and starting packing them.
Youâre not surprised when he does the same. You are mostly acting like rivals but in the end, you do pretty much everything together. It makes your friends constantly question what is actually going on with the two of you, even though you react with outrage every time you hear any indications that you might like each other.
But then, here you are. Alone in a library, studying together even though there is no one else who annoys you more with his constant talking like Donghyuck.
With time you admit that heâs extremely annoying whenever your friends are around but when youâre alone⌠heâs quite bearable.
You finish packing before him and you wait for him. The way he clears your throat at that makes you expect him to joke, saying that you canât live without him. However, he doesnât say anything. He seems lost in thoughts.
You start walking towards the door without a word when you see he has finished.
And then you feel his fingers wrapping around yours.
Itâs not the first time it has happened, but this time itâs different. Before, you only grabbed his hand as a warning sign that his jokes were getting too crazy. Sometimes you even thought he was purposefully getting out of control for this to happen.
You look at him, your eyes asking questions that you didnât want to say out loud. His heart flips for the last time before he pulls you to him by your hand.
When his eyes land on your lips, you freeze.
Then, his other hand makes his way to your face and he starts rubbing off the mark your pen left when you were thinking too hard to notice. While doing that, a playful smile slowly spreads on his face and you watch him with your eyes squinted.
âOh, did you expect something else?â he asks pretending to be surprised. You want to roll your eyes so bad.
And here comes the answer. Heâs a challenge and youâre constantly excited what will happen next. He makes you feel a variety of emotions every time your eyes meet.
You smile at him. And Hyuck kisses your smile.
His lips land on yours in the softest of ways. You feel his hand on the nape of your neck, pulling you even closer to him. Sparks spreads all over your body. When the kiss ends, he moves back very slowly, your lips still touching each other while your eyes remain closed.
When you open them, the first thing you see is the comforting warmth of his eyes. His lips are still parted and his eyes watch you unmoving.
He is scared. You are speechless. The silence seems to last forever. You donât realize you made those seconds a hell from him.
âBut we still hate each other, right?â you ask, speaking to him making you filled with a new type of emotion that you cannot describe yet. Your eyes glisten and your lips spread into a grin instantly.
He lets out a big sigh before he presses his lips in a thin line hiding a smile and throws his head back, showing you his neck mole. When he looks back at you, heâs mirroring your face expression perfectly.
'Iâm glad we established that.â
Then, his hand is back on your nape and he brings your foreheads together before his lips find your nose and eventually, lips.
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