baby don't like it {lee haechan}

03

it had been a week since haechan had last seen yumi at her tattoo shop and he couldn't get her out of his head. he had called and forced his 'girlfriend' nayu to come over almost every night since that day in an attempt to stop his thoughts from running to the girl with the tattoos. 

it didn't work and even as nayu was on top of him, the name that left his mouth was "moon yumi"

nayu paused, her eyes filled with jealousy and rage, "who the fuck is moon yumi and why are you calling out her name when you've never even called out mine before?"

haechan rolled his eyes and shoved nayu off of him- she fell off of the bed with a thud and stood back up immediately, glaring daggers at him.

haechan took one look at her can got even more annoyed, "get out and take all your clothes with you this time," he couldn't help but wonder what on earth yumi thought of him the last time she was in his room. 

nayu huffed, "you'll call me again, i know it."

haechan got out of the bed and lifted her chin with one finger, his voice was low and dangerous, "don't get ahead of yourself princess, you mean nothing to me."

with tears threatening to spill over nayu ran out of the room and didn't even bother to say hi to jaemin, who watched her in confusion. he walked into haechan's room, "you could be nicer to her you know, she literally lets you take advantage of her."

"don't be deceived jaemin, she's definitely no angel," haechan pulled on a shirt and pushed past jaemin who stopped him.

"where are you going?"

"a tattoo shop."

there was only one tattoo shop around town and jaemin pressed his lips together with a grim look as it registered inside his head. he silently wondered who the hurt one would be as a result of haechan's newfound interest. 

~

a motorcycle came to a stop in front of yumi's shop and she looked up in surprise, she wasn't expecting anybody to come in today.

the boy was still wearing his helmet when he came in and yumi spoke up from her position on the plush waiting room couch, "did you make an appointment i was unaware about?"

haechan approached her and took off his helmet, his face containing a cheeky grin as he put his helmet down on the table in front of her, "no but can you make room for a new client?"

yumi's eye started twitching but she kept her cool, "sure haechan, follow me."

haechan shrugged, wondering slightly why she wasn't biting his head off like normal and followed her behind a door and into a nice studio, where yumi would work on her clients. 

he sat on the tattooing chair and watched her move around as she got out a sterilized set for him. she was breathtaking as always but today she was even more alluring to him as he realized that she was wearing the hoodie she had stolen from him.

she had paired it with some boots and had called it a look, his eyes trailing down to stare at her legs before she slapped his shoulder to gain his attention, "what do you want."

haechan smirked, "still wearing my hoodie?"

yumi blinked, "it's mine now."

haechan frowned and tugged on the fabric of his hoodie and yumi almost fell as his hands tugged on the fabric so that her collarbone was exposed, "this. i want one in the same place too."

yumi knew what tattoo he was pointing at without even needing to look down and it struck her that he had remembered that small detail about her. she sighed, "why would i let you match with me," she shrugged his hand off of her and fixed the hoodie.

haechan shrugged, "i guess not."

yumi rolled her eyes, "the customer's wish is final, take off your shirt and i'll do it."

haechan made sure to make eye contact with her as he peeled off his shirt for the second time that day, and it gave her an idea. she smirked as she picked up her tattoo pen and climbed onto his lap, "i hope this position is okay for you, it's easier for me."

haechan was almost caught off guard, "do you use this position for all your clients?"

yumi shook her head honestly, "nope," she sterilized the area his tattoo would be at and went straight to work, her brows furrowing as she drew on his body. 

haechan couldn't help but grab her hips with his hands and his breath hitched as he watched her work. 

"you smell like cheap perfume," she noted and haechan inwardly cursed at himself for not getting nayu's scent off of him before coming here. 

"it's not mine, it's a girls," he said.

yumi laughed humorlessly, "same girl whose clothes is all over your bedroom?" she covered the newly finished tattoo so that it could heal properly, "don't open that for a day or two." 

she made to get off of him but his hands held her in place and he forced her to look at him, "yes same girl."

"cool," yumi was slightly amused, she noticed the way his hands were pressing into her hips. she knew why he was here and what he wanted.

"it's complicated," he muttered before leaning forward abruptly and pressing his lips to hers rather aggressively.

yumi returned the kiss for a fraction of a second, wanting him to get a taste of her but then immediately pushed him away. 

haechan stared at her, utterly intoxicated and confused.

"i bet i'm the first girl who's pushed you away," she noted and got off of him.

she was right. 

she was.

and it made him want her even more.