Who Would...? (The SHINee Collection)

<3~Apartment~<3 Part 8

<3~Apartment~<3 Part 8

Without any words, I bolt straight into the kitchen, praying I can slow him down by knocking over the appliances on the counters. When I reach the other door way through the kitchen, I use all my might to get across the living room and into my bedroom. Stupid Jonghyun won’t have the key to my bedroom because there isn’t one. Ha!

Sadly though, Jonghyun appears from the front room, totally blocking the clear path to my room. The only thing separating us is the living room couch. So, when Jonghyun edges towards closer to me, I instantly edge towards the opposite end like we’re two repelling magnets.

“Oppa~ Don’t be mad~” I try to convince him using my aegyo.

“That won’t work on me,” he states, edging closer the other way. Once again, I just try and keep the maximum distance between us with this couch. When he suddenly bolts over one way, I kick it into high gear and jump over the couch to gain an advantage. It would’ve worked too…if Jonghyun didn’t fake me out like that. He quickly comes back before I can even get off the couch and full out tackles me. We fall right into the couch and all of Jonghyun’s body weight crushes me.

“Ow! You freaking punk!” I scream, throwing my fists into his shoulders as he lays on top of me. Honestly! Who would just full out tackle a girl? For a next good two minutes, we struggle back and forth with each other until he finally gets a firm grip on both of my wrists. When he pins them above my head, I instantly freak out. “I swear if you try to rape me, I will—”

“Rape you? You think I would do that?” he asks, obviously offended.

I scowl up at him and harshly spit out, “Look at what you’re doing right now!”

“That hurts, Steph,” he pouts, still holding a tight grip on my wrists, “I’m just wrestling you.”

“You shouldn’t wrestle girls!”

“So? Besides, it isn’t rape if you like it,” he teases with a wink of his eye.

“I don’t like it!” I shout, completely baffled by his logic. It’s like he’s trying to convince me that two plus two equals five! Effortlessly, he sits me up and places me in his lap like I’m just a rag doll. Somehow, he still has a grip on both of my wrists. I still curse SM for allowing Jonghyun to be so strong. “YAH! Let me go!” I angrily demand, kicking my legs aggressively. My actions fail once again as Jonghyun remains unfazed.

“I want to cuddle though~” he whines as he snuggles his face up next to mine. Oh.My.God!

My cheeks instantly redden, but I refuse to break. “I hate cuddling!”

Yeah, I know, it may seem stupid, but I don’t know… I just don’t like the weird feelings I get whenever I cuddle. It’s like I have zero control over my emotions. I feel vulnerable and weak, which doesn’t sit well with me at all. Also, it doesn’t matter who I'm cuddling with either. I know many girls would die to cuddle with Jonghyun, but I don’t care. I just can't stand the crazed nerves that bounce around in my body when a guy cuddles with me. 

“I know, that’s why it’s so much fun to cuddle with you,” he teases. His breath on my skin is just screaming to my body that he is too close for comfort.

“Yah! I will destroy you if you do not let me go right now!” I yell, jerking my wrists so he’ll let go.

“Fine, I’ll strike you a deal,” he offers with a smrik on his lips.

I stop fighting against his grip and glare up at him, trying to focus more on the conversation than the fact that our faces are super close. “I’m listening…”