Hacking Seoul

37 - Sehun Says | EXO

Song: First Love - EXO

"Why are you speaking to me in English?"

His voice was low, curious. He was suppressing a smile. I stared at him idiotically. Why am I?

Wait.

Did I speak to him in English?!

I let go of the door and backed away from him into the courtyard hopelessly. I wanted to disappear. What had I done?

"Innie, wait."

He closed the door behind him and started to walk over.

"Stop!" I nearly shrieked.

He froze on the spot obediently.

"Y-you can leave now. That's your keys. You need to leave." I said quickly, in one shallow breath, pointing at the door he just closed.

He took two big strides and grabbed my arm. I shrieked this time.

"Shh, shh, Innie." He pulled me to him with a grin that was killing me. "It's one in the morning. Don't scream."

I shook my head. "Let go of me!"

"No."

He let me flail my arm uselessly, bringing me closer and securing my other arm easily in the process.

"Not letting go until you are nice and good. Stop moving."

I felt my body heat up as I was brought to him forcibly.

"I'm not moving anymore."

"Alright."

He let go of me as he promised and took a step back. I missed our proximity immediately. I wished he had been a bit ruder.

"You got your keys." I prompted.

He frowned.

"Thank you."

His voice was very careful.

"I am sorry, Innie."

He looked at me, observing my response. I tried to look as unmoving and emotionless as I could.

"I am very sorry." He apologized again.

I didn't know what to do. He was already forgiven.

"I didn't mean to be late. I am so sorry. Something came up at work. We needed to be there. It was frustrating."

He frowned again. His eyebrows framed his face to perfection as he did. He looked like a god when he frowned.

"That's not an excuse though. I am really sorry, Innie. I'm sorry I couldn't be here at eight. I wish I could. I wanted to call you but I couldn't. We were in meeting with a bunch of executives who wouldn't stop talking."

He shook his head with a sigh. I watched him in silence.

"I'm sorry for lying too. I had no idea when I could leave. I was nowhere near here when I told you I was, but I really wanted to see you. I needed you to wait."

He bit his lip and stared at me. "I had to see you tonight, Innie. I was gonna come no matter how late I was so I kept telling you I was almost here so you'd wait."

He paused again to check my countenance remorsefully.

"I'm so sorry for lying to you. I didn't know we would end this late. I am really sorry, Innie."

His eyes were sad and glossy and he looked like a lost puppy. I didn't know if I should be mad or not now that he told me everything. He looked so apologetic.

"I know you're angry." He said quietly, bowing his head. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to disappoint you, Innie. I was so upset I couldn't be here at eight."

He reached out and held my hand, so desperately, so sincerely, I didn't have the heart to shake his hand away. He swayed my hand back and forth just a little, very gently, as he looked up into my eyes.

"Please forgive me." He pleaded.

I crashed.

"I wanted to see you so badly. You have no idea. I am so sorry baby girl."

I was melting. The way he was speaking to me was making me melt. I couldn't let him speak any longer. I needed to stop him before he turned me into a puddle completely.

"Don't lie to me again."

"Yes, miss. Never again."

"Don't say that unless you can keep your words!"

"I will keep my words. I won't lie to you ever again baby girl."

"Don't call me baby girl."

I regretted it as soon as I said it. I loved it when he called me baby girl.

"I will try not to, baby girl. It's hard not to when you are so sweet like this."

He grinned and pulled me into him for a hug.

"Thank you, Innie."

I hyperventilated. He smelled good, mannish, his chest was warm and hard and I was losing my marbles being this close to him in his arms.

"It's so good to see you." He whispered.

I shuddered against him. My face was pressed into his chest and I could hear his heartbeats. Too fast, too strong. He was hugging me so hard it hurt.

"O-oh Sehun . . ." I said, even though I didn't want him to let go.

"Just a little longer."

He hugged me tighter still.

I closed my eyes and inhaled. And regretted that immediately again. Now I could never forget being here. In his arms.

Against his heart.

His scent was going to torment me when he left.

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