Catch Me (P.Sh) [Sequel]

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February 2022

I quietly stood in the kitchen with the door slightly open as I looked down at the pan in front of me. A small smile rested on my face as I walked around and arranged a plate of food here and there. The other boys had ate earlier today, where I had joined them. But the meal I was making now was for Sunghoon, for when he got home.

Sunghoon had been out this evening to go to the ice rink with his old figure skating friends. They had managed to reserve the rink for the night so that no one would get in and see them there. It was mainly because Sunghoon wasn't supposed to be seen with them right now. Had it been another time of year it had been easier to let him go, but the company had said something about this point in our schedule where we weren't allowed to be seen out in the public unless the whole group were going somewhere as a whole.

A small click let me know the front door opened, and I soon heard a pair of boots get kicked off as my smile slowly grew wider.

"Sunghoon-ah," I called out and heard a sigh before the door to the kitchen creaked slightly more open.

"What?" Sunghoon's voice questioned.

"Are you hungry?" I questioned and placed the steak on the plate I had prepared, beside me.

"Nah not really," Sunghoon shook his head as I looked over my shoulder.

"Are you sure? You've been out for long," I pointed out and he simply hummed before turning his back and just walking off down towards the bedrooms.

"Weird..." I muttered and looked down at the plate I had prepared, "and what do I do with you?"

I let out a small sigh and grabbed the fork I had found earlier. Quietly I began poking around the food I had prepared, not really knowing whether or not I dared go down to our shared room and just go to bed and also contemplating what I was going to do with the food I had prepared.

"You know what?" Sunghoon called out as he marched back down through the hallway once I looked up at him. I had a frown on my face once he entered the kitchen once again, seeing how calmly mad he looked.

"Did I... did I do something?" I questioned in confusion and glanced around the kitchen.

"You're always so... so much on my case! Why can't I go out without you thinking I cheated on you or any other girl made advances on me?" he loudly exclaimed making me just look at him with a weird look.

"Okay first of you calm the fuck down," I warned him, "secondly, yes... you're a fine man and I worry about other girls making advances on you, but I do not worry about you cheating. Thirdly, not once did I mention anything about any girls ever since you stepped through that kitchen door and accused me of being some nosy girlfriend."

"Then what in the bloody hell do you then call it?" he questioned and slammed his hands down on the kitchen counter, making me straighten up from it immediately.

"What I did was be considerate and make you food in case you were hungry when you came home. Because I knew for one, you'll be tired when you got home and two, you most likely won't even think about getting food," I defended trying desperately to keep my calm.

"No... what you did was begin to accuse me of different things. I can see it in your face, you think I've been out snogging some girl, and by now I wish I actually did," he retorted as he moved over on my side of the kitchen counter and poked me on the shoulder.

"What is your problem? I just made you food in case you were hungry," I defended raising my voice slightly.

"Well, I've already eaten," he stated and simply pushed the plate away.

"Okay, then tell me that next time, why is that so hard for you?" I questioned making him sigh deeplly before just coldly looking down at me.

"What is hard for me is how invading you always are in my private life," he hissed making me just frown at him in confusion, "you always wanna know where I'm going, who I'm with, what I ate, did I eat, was it fun, was it nice. You want to know everything!"

"You listen here right now mister," I hissed in return, "I never ask you those questions because I know how private of a person you are. What I did was a gesture of worry. If you see that as an act of invasiveness then you're oversensitive and cut off from this world, and it is not my fault that it turns you into a jerk."

"Turns me into a what?" he questioned as I just kept my hard glare at him, "turns me into a what?"

"A jer-" I felt the stinging pain in my cheek before I actually heard the sound. In pure disbelief I looked at Sunghoon who slowly widened his eyes at me, "that is it."

I quickly turned on my heel and rushed out of the kitchen, not even acknowledging Jungwon standing in the door to the kitchen.

"Noona-" Jungwon's voice echoed down the hallway before I rushed into the bedroom I normally shared with Sunghoon.

I made sure I didn't slam the door, but I surely didn't close it with care either. I quickly turned the lock and rushed over and laid in the bed. I didn't even know how to react, something in me even felt guilt, which I'm sure isn't normal in these situations. I wanted to cry and I wanted to scream, but at the same time I wanted to hit him back, but I wasn't gonna sink that low.

Oh you really fucked up this time Park Sunghoon.