Hacking Seoul

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She opened her mouth in protest and then shook her head immediately. "No. No no, I'll bring them to you. You don't have to come get them, I'll bring them to you."

"Nah, I'll go get them tonight." Sehun grinned. "I need them. What's your number, Innie?"

The girl backed a step away and stared at him a bit guardedly. Her face was still flushed but she looked much more reserved now that she was away from him. Sehun missed having her between his arms. She backed another step away before speaking up.

"I don't think you should call me . . . Innie. Yesterday –" She sucked in a breath. "Yesterday was a misunderstanding, Oh Sehun-ssi –"

"Sehun. Call me Sehun."

She blushed. "I'm not sure that's appropriate."

"My mistake." Sehun tapped his forehead with the bottom of his palm. "You prefer sunbae? Oppa? Sehun oppa?"

"No!" She stomped her foot, exasperated. "I am older than you!"

Sehun pushed himself away from the wall and stood up straight.

"What?"

She blinked, unsure of how to continue.

"I-I'm older than you. I wasn't there to buy uniforms yesterday. I was really just looking." She sped through her sentences. "Yesterday was a big misunderstanding. I-I didn't think we would see each other again. But since we are now w-working together, y-you should probably know that I'm . . . I'm noona."

Sehun burst into laughter. Her whole face was red and she looked like she was on the verge of crying.

"S-stop it, stop it . . . O-oh Sehun –"

"You want me to call you noona?"

"No, you need to call me Choi Inhye-ssi like how your band members call me –"

"I seem to recall that half of them call you Innie actually –"

"They are bad!" She exclaimed, stomping her foot adorably once again. "Those are the bad ones, don't mention them –"

"Chanyeol is bad?" Sehun said in a low voice and came closer to her.

He knew mentioning Chanyeol would shake her but he didn't know the effect would be this powerful.

She lost her words entirely. Her face paled as if a light switch flipped. The change happened so quickly Sehun almost doubted her transformation. Jealousy and curiosity crept up his limbs as he stopped her from moving away from him.

"What did he do?" He asked quietly.

The girl dodged his eyes. "Nothing. He didn't do anything."

"Is that why you are upset?" Sehun rubbed his thumb on the soft skin of her forearm slowly. "Because he didn't do anything? But you wished he had?"

"Wh-what are you talking about?! Of course not!" She tried to shake off his hold but he tugged her closer to him instead.

"How do you know him?" He demanded.

She grabbed his arm with her free hand and tried to push him away. Sehun took both of her arms and brought them down forcefully to her sides. She looked up into his face, frozen in his hands.

"Tell me." He said softly.

She pressed her lips together and backed away but he took a step forward at the same time and she was now against the wall trapped between it and himself once more. This time Sehun couldn't resist his urge to touch her.

"Why can't you talk about Chanyeol?" He moved his hands down and held her by her waist, surprised by how croaky his voice sounded.

"I don't know him at all." She shook her head defiantly.

"You're a bad liar, Innie."

"Good enough to get sunbae to believe I didn't have money for my uniforms yesterday." She retorted.

Sehun chuckled. What a smart mouth. "How could I not? With the way you called me oppa?"

"I never –"

"It's already bought." He bent down to whisper into her ear. "I'll bring them tonight. Quite excited to see you wear them actually."

She panted and turned her head the other way. "Wh-what?"

"I'm gifting you the school girl uniform you so coveted as gratitude. I must say I couldn't tell by the way you look that you're into roleplay, Innie, but I'm all for the kink." He smirked.

The girl opened her mouth but could not recover. Sehun tried so hard not to laugh looking at her face burn. She stared at him in silence for another few seconds. "You b-b-bought the uniform? Why would you buy –"

"I thought you needed it for school. Anyway, it'd still look good on you."

She glared at him in disbelief and then muttered to herself disdainfully. "One is into maids the other likes school girls –"

Sehun raised his brows. "Chanyeol's into maids?"

She shut up immediately.

Sehun snickered. "I'm not surprised. He's been talking about going to that café for weeks. Did you really just meet him last night? Like Kyungsoo said? At The Maid Café? You really work there at night?"

She looked at him calculatedly. "Just some nights."

"What about tonight?" He asked suggestively with half a grin.

She frowned. He knew exactly how to play her.

"Not tonight." And played she was.

"Great because you have a date with me tonight." Sehun smiled and brought her in to him by the waist. "What time am I coming over?"

She put a hand on his chest to stop him but her resistance was half-hearted. Sehun actually liked how it felt; she was practically caressing his chest. He could feel his heartrate rising the longer she remained amenable in his embrace. Surely she can't be enjoying this like I am . . . .

Her eyes dropped down to where he was holding her and back up to meet his before she swallowed and spoke.

"I'm not going to give you my number." She pushed his chest again, with little to no strength. "You can't come over. I-I'll bring your keys to you."

"When?" He asked. Was she even trying?! There's no way that was a push. Why is she not pushing me away?!

"Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? When is the next time I'll see you at SM?" He heard himself say. His mind was blown from the fact that she had indeed stopped trying to push him away and was staying timidly in his arms. He rocked her against him gently. "Hmm? How does my schedule look, Innie?"

She looked lost. Her hand rested against his chest as snugly as he was holding her to him, her lips parted just barely. Sehun wanted to kiss her so badly. He pressed his hand into her lower back gently to feel her more, desperately trying to do something, anything to prevent himself from kissing her on the mouth.

"I . . ." Her voice trailed into a sigh. Way too similar to a moan. Sehun slid his hand up her back to cup her neck instinctively.

Screw it.

He closed his eyes and brought her to him.

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