"Maybe we just overreacted" Wooyoung looked up from the cutting board where he was chopping the spring onion.
"I don't know Woo, she seemed really mad to me" I frowned.
"She looked pissed, I agree, but maybe it was for someother reason. You talked to her many times since then and she never brought it up, did she?"
Wooyoung was right: couple of weeks had passed since my mother caught Woo and I together, but she didn't bring it up. Not even once. I thought she would try to split us up but maybe I didn't know her as well as I thought.
"Do you want sesame seeds on top?"
I nodded. The smell of kimchi fried rice invaded the kitchen and I felt my stomach growling with hunger. Wooyoung was very good at cooking, a talent that I would have exploited much earlier if I had known. I stood up from my seat and I approached the stove where Wooyoung was toasting the sesame. I hugged him from behind pressing my lips on the left side of his neck leaving an open mouth kiss there.
"You look very hot in this apron, next time you should wear it with nothing else underneath" I whispered in his ear.
He pushed me away playfully "You can't disturb the chef while he's cooking. Set the table instead, it's almost ready"
"Boring..." I poked his side, "How about I invite the chef out for a drink to thank him for the delicious dinner?"
"Mmmh, sounds fun. Any place in mind?"
"A friend of mine opened a new bar in Itaewon, wanna try it?" I suggested.
"Don't you care if your friend sees us together? Or do you want me to pretend to be your hyung's son?"
His head was low and I couldn't see his beautiful eyes but I knew that even the thought of it made him sad. I approached him again, taking the plates he held in his hands and I put them on the table.
"Young-ah, look at me!" I put a finger under his chin lifting his face so that he could look me in the eyes, "I don't care if he sees us together and I don't want you to push yourself doing something you don't like. I just want us to have a nice evening together, okay?"
He smiled, a reassured look lighting up his eyes.
"I love you!" I said in a whisper while I leaned in to kiss him.
He didn't answered but he kissed me back. He never did. I never pushed him to say it back, I knew he loved me: his actions, the way his body reacted to mine, the looks he gave me, the way he touched me or spoke to me, everything was screaming that he loved me back. But he never said that out loud and - even if it was stupid of me to feel that way - it kinda hurt.
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I couldn't take my eyes off of Wooyoung while he was sipping on his drink. I was so used to see him dressed in baggy casual clothes that having him in a black suit in front of me was driving me crazy. I craved to touch his body, to leave hickeys on his collarbone showing so clearly thanks to the plunging V-neckline of his sleevless shirt. One of his hands flews to his neck to fix the silver chain he had chosen as a necklace. I followed his fingers tracing lines on his tanned skin wishing they were mine.
"You're drooling!" he mocked me "Stop staring!"
"I can't. You're breathtaking" I burned for him.
"People are watching" he turned around feeling eyes on us.
"Let them" I stretched out a hand to grab his resting on the table and ran my thumb across his knuckles.
His eyes fixed on mine smirking "I go to the restroom" he leaned closer, his mouth resting against my left ear, his hot breath making me shiver "Don't jerk yourself off while I'm gone, I want to have the pleasure once we're back home"
I felt my halfhard cock twitching in my pants. I watched him walking away. The tight black pants hugging his butt so perfectly that was impossible to not look at it.
"Enjoying your night?" a sweet feminine voice got my attention.
"Lalisa-ssi" I almost jumped up from the booth were I was sitting.
"Just call me Lisa when we're out of office, San-oppa" she smiled taking a sit next to me, the short golden dress lifted as she crossed her long legs "I thought you'd call me"
"Well" I felt nervous under her gaze "I didn't need an interpreter... or... someone to grab a coffee with" I coughed when she leaned even closer forcing me to back up until my shoulders touched the wall.
"We could fix it, are you alone?" she smiled seductively.
"Actually..."
"He's with me!" Wooyoung's firm voice came from her back and she tourned to face him.
I watched him while he took his seat across the table, a challenging smile curving his lips while his eyes never left Lisa's ones. She stretched out a hand, long black nails decorating it.
"Lalisa Manoban" Wooyoung reluctantly shook her hand introducing hiself too.
"San-oppa probably already told you about me"
"I'm sorry but I never heard your name" Wooyoung took another sip from his drink looking unbothered.
She turned to my direction putting one hand on my shoulder, I could feel Wooyoung's eyes on me and I knew that if it was possible they would have pierced my head.
"So you didn't tell your friend about me, huh? I have to admit it kinda hurts" she chuckled "I hope I'm not so easy to forget!"
She turned back to Wooyoung, smiling satisfied when he didn't talk back.
"I think I'm intruding so I'll just leave you two be. It was a pleasure seeing you again, oppa! You have my number, call me sometimes" she smiled at Wooyoung bending her head slightly "Wooyoung" and she left.
I looked at Wooyoung while he followed her with his eyes, then suddenly he turned back to me.
"Who the fuck was she?" he growled.
"She's mister Davis assistant, I met her when..."
"Did you fuck her?" he snapped.
"What? NO!" I was taken aback, "Woo, believe me, I saw her just once, the same day I met mister Davis. She gave me her number but I never called her. I swear!"
He looked at me as if to understand if I was telling the truth, he had to believe me because I saw him relax.
"Is it the truth?" he asked once again, his voice was softer though.
"It is!" I smiled to him taking his hands in mine and bringing them to my lips leaving soft kisses all over his knuckles "You're the only one for me, Woo"
He smiled, his eyes softening even more.
"Let's go home!" he said standing up "These pants are so tight, I can't wait for you to take them off of me!"
"Your wish is my command, baby" I chuckled.
The alley where we parked was dark and nobody was passing by, I took the chance and I pushed Wooyoung against the car, trapping him between my arms, he gasped when my tongue brushed against his neck licking a long stripe to his collarbone. My teeth sank in the soft flash and Wooyoung hissed throwing his head back.
"San-ah..."
"That's my name, don't forget it because you'll say it many times tonight" I growled biting him again.
He moaned and grasped at my hair.
"I can't wait to feel you underneath me squirming in pleasure, begging me to give you more" I put my right hand on his waist holding it so tight that it would probably leave marks.
I felt his fingers tug at my hair making me lift my head. He crushed his lips against mine, I opened my mouth and pushed my tongue to meet his longingly. Our soft groans mingled with the noises coming from the clubs and bars all around us. When I heard voices getting closer I broke away from him, a small whimper escaped from Wooyoung lips for sudden loss of physical contact. I caressed his cheek and opened the car door for him.
"Patience, we'll be home soon!" I close his door and ran to the driver's side, not being able to wait a second longer, all of me already longing his body against mine.