Sheltered Love Letters || p.sh ff [✓]

Chapter 5

Hello, my lovely reader(s)! This will be the last chapter of my first ever published book, Sheltered Love Letters, a ENHYPEN's Park Sunghoon's Short Fanfiction. Thank you so much for reading until here. Let me know what chapter was your favourite by voting and tell me in the comments! I'd love to interact with you! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter! Next up is the epilogue. harthart~

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Letters

My frustration is to the roof of his car as he drives. He kept talking but at least he's calm now.

"So, you're really just friends? You have no plans on dating him even if he's single?" he probed.

I crossed my arms on my chest and with a frown on my face, I faced the window.

"I don't like him that way."

His car entered their mansion.

"Then, who do you want to date?" He quietly as he parked the car on their garage.

I stiffened at his question. It was as if he's insinuating something.

I avoided his gaze by attempting to open the car door but it was locked.

A sigh escaped my lips. My back rested on the backrest of the passenger seat.

"Why do you ask?" trying so hard to keep my cool so he won't know how messed up the butterflies in my stomach insanely shouting his name.

"I saw..."

My gaze went to him. He bit his lower lip directly looking infront, avoiding mine as if nervous. His lips turned red after his teeth let go of it.

"The letter..." he continued.

At first, I didn't get it but when I realized what it is, my eyes widened in shock. Cold water washed all over my body. My face turned pale.

When he finally looked at me, my heart raced like there's no tomorrow.

This time, all I can read from his charcoal eyes is seriousness.

I want to laugh and ask him what he was talking about but I couldn't bring myself to do that when he's staring right into my soul. As if reading my mind.

I feel like he knew. No, I'm freaking sure he already knew about my letters!

"What..."

At this moment I feel like crying. I feel exposed and embarrassed but I try my very best to remain calm so he won't know.

I swallowed a lump on my throat.

"Your letter for me. I've read it." he confidently confessed.

His body turned to me but I hang my head low. My face flushed as I played with my fingers on my lap. I was like a kid caught stealing chocolates on christmas eve.

But how did he...

"When... How..." I couldn't even create a sentence.

"It doesn't matter. I only want to know if you really feel that way for me."

Dang it! He sounds soft and gentle.

I closed my eyes tightly and pinched my index. If this was a dream, please wake me up already!

"Y/n..."

I shiver when I felt a hand covering mine.

"Do you really... like me?"

I'm so embarrassed and excited at the same time, I don't understand! My heart ached for beating too much.

"Y-yeah. So what?"