"Seungkwan-iiiieee."
My boyfriend walked out from the office. He looked at me, and laughed. I was sitting on the sofa with my legs on the wall. To be specific, I'm sitting up-side down; my head on the floor.
"What exactly are you doing babe?"
"Mm," I groaned. "Play with me."
"I would love to but I need to do some lyrics."
"Pretty pleasseeuu."
Seungkwan knows that he can't really resist being away from my touches. But he also knows that I don't like being teased.
"I can't."
I groaned, "Whyy? You've been in your office for hours already. Take some rest."
He smiled cheekily before walking away.
"Yah! Boo Seungkwan, for the love of God, come back here this instance!"
I was about to chase him when he quickly get off of his office again. He grabbed my waist and pulled me in a hug. I could feel his minty breathe on my neck. My heart is beating so fast.
Why you do this to me Seungkwan?
"Don't worry babe. I'm done with everything. Actually, I'm excited to get to be in your warm embrace. I'm sorry."
I pulled myself away but he tightened his grip. "Why are you sorry?"
"I'm sorry for not there when you needed someone. I've been busy with practicing for our comebacks, and also for staying up late in my office to write songs. I was not there to hug you or even support you. I know that you will be having your competition next month, and I'm really excited. I'll be there, and I will bring the rest of Seventeen. But still, both of us are busy but I'm the one who is busier. And I miss those moments when it's just the row of us. We stupid things together. I want to go back to those times, you know."
Suddenly, I felt my sweater got wet. I cupped his face, and his cheeks were red and puffy. Also, there were tears that were continuously flowing down. I chuckled at my crybaby, pulling him again in a hug, but even tighter.
"You don't have to be sorry. You did everything and I really appreciate it. I'm also sorry because I'm busy with my teammates. Let's not think about it. The important is we have time to bond with each other like this day. Even though we're busy, we're here in each other's arms. Right?"
Seungkwan nodded his head through my neck. He pulled his head away to catch a breathe from his crying.
"Are you done with your lyrics?"
He nodded.
"Good. Let's relax then crybaby."
He glared at me, "Yah! Don't call me that. I'm strong you know."
He's back with his sassy attitude.
"Ok ok I'm sorry babe. Forgive me now?"
Seungkwan eyed me a bit before closing his eyes, "I don't want to forgive you but I can't resist being mad at you. Why you do this to me (Y/N)? Come here. I forgive you."
I cheered, causing him to chuckle. I walked to his wide arms. We hugged with huge smiles on our faces.
"Netflix and Chill?"
I nodded, "Sure, why not?"
Until midnight, we were seating on the couch with three bowls of popcorn and eight Soju on the table. All we did was to cry, and laugh with the movies that we have watched.
I will not ask for more.
