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You Knew Better (pt2) (Original post accidently deleted!)

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I never meant to delete this series! If you guys can get the likes back to the 350+ it was before it deleted, I’ll post pt.3 by the end of this holiday weekend!

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“Huh, looks like it was fate that wanted us to talk” Jaehyun mumbles as you desperately push the help button on the elevator.

You turn around to face him only to find that his expression was one of absolute amusement.

“Oh, so this is a game to you?” You question harshly.

“Nope” He spoke smugly before taking a step forward.

“But it does give us an opportunity to talk”.

“I don’t want to talk Jaehyun, I want to get out of the fucking elevator” You deadpanned, causing him to chuckle slightly.

“Well, since you have nothing better to do other than wait on the fire department, why don’t you tell me exactly why you’re ignoring me?” He spoke, voice soft and sweet.

Rolling your eyes, you resist the urge to childishly stomp your foot in annoyance.

“Again, with this?” You ask exasperatedly.

“You’re like a dog with a bone” No sooner than the words left your mouth he chuckles, the sound emanating from deep in his chest.

“Trust me, you have no idea” He quips.

Your hope that he doesn't speak again is dashed within minutes.

“You still haven’t answered my question” He spoke again after a few moments of silence.

You gave him a slight glance over your shoulder before turning your attention back to the elevator’s help button.

“Is this because of high school?”

You give him a death glare in response. You don’t even bother to answer him, opting for fishing your phone out of your pocket and dialing Johnny instead. You place it to your ear, ignoring Jaehyun’s comments as you wait for the rings to subside.

“Helllloooo”

“Jay, I got stuck in a fucking elevator”.

“You’re kidding”.

Ignoring Jaehyun’s existence, you click the facetime call button and wait a mere 3 seconds before he answers. He looks around at your surroundings in awe first before looking at your face.

“And you’re alone?”.

“Of course not,” Jaehyun scoffs, leaning up against a corner of the elevator with a smug look on his face.

Johnny’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he began to mouth the words “Is that?”. You barely let him ask before nodding. He lets out a chuckle, running a hand through his hair before flopping onto his bed.

“Your life is a damn k-drama”.

You groan.

“Tell me about it”.

“Want me to come rescues you?”.

You scoff.

“Just call the damn fire department so I can get out of here”.

Johnny chuckles before promising you that he would do as you asked. You nod, saying your goodbyes before hanging up.

“Aww so sweet” Jaehyun comments

“Please shut up” You ask before scrolling through your phone in an attempt to block him out.

“Are you going to talk to me now?” He asks.

You sigh, forcing your eyes to stay glued to your screen.

“Are you going to stop pretending like we both don’t know how this ends?”

Your words hang in the air for a second.

“Oh? And how does it end?”.

A pause, and a bitter chuckle.

“You get your nut and I’m left alone. Been there done that and have to say, thanks but no thanks” You struggle to keep your voice level as you scroll past a cat video on Instagram.

You feel his fingers enclose around the upper part of your arm.

“It won’t be like that this time”.

You scoff at his words, shaking your head at his “vow”.

“I don’t know what is with you and Johnny lying to me when I know the truth” You counter.

Within seconds, Jaehyun’s hand was around the screen of your phone and the next thing you knew, your phone was up in the air, above his head as you were left looking at where it had once been. You sigh heavily before turning to face him, but the rage that assaulted you was more than enough to put a crack in the mask of calm, cool and collected that you had created. You jump for the phone only for Jaehyun to move it at the last second so that it was just beyond your reach. You huff as you reach for it again, not realizing how close you and Jaehyun were until his other hand snuck up to grab your chin and force your eyes to meet his. His gaze was stern, something you don’t normally see with him.

“Don’t ever compare Johnny and I”.

“If the shoe fits” You snort, crossing your arms over your chest.

Before you knew it, Jaehyun was directly in your face; Your arms drop.

“You think so, huh? So then” He leans closer, causing you to step back.

“Tell me”.

Another step forward. Another step back.

“Does he fuck like me?”

Don’t react.

“Does he remember to hold your hips in place when you’re about to cum?”

Don’t.

“Or” His finger twirled a single curl around.

“Can he dig you out like I can?”

You push back on his shoulders before he can finish speaking. Missing no opportunity, you lean down and grab the phone that had fallen from his hand when he stumbled backwards, thanking yourself for getting a case. Before you can even unlock it, he grabs it back.

“Jaehyun” You hiss.

He gives you no response and instead decides to tuck the phone into the inside pocket of his suit jacket. You huff, not caring that he had finally got some emotion from you seeing as you were too annoyed by this point.

“What is it? What is it about me that makes it so goddamned fun to fuck with? I’m pretty sure you have other girls just waiting outside your door, legs open and willing. So why me?” You ranted, your voice rising a bit the longer your sentence went on.

“I don’t know why it’s so hard for you to realize that I actually like you” He shot back, turning up his nose in annoyance.

You bark out a humorless laugh at his statement before offering a retort.

“Why? Why is it so hard for me to realize that? It’s you! It’s your goddamn fault!”.

“That was years ago. In high school-”

“And college, freshman and sophomore year” You chime in, causing him to purse his lips and pause before continuing.

“I was a stupid kid. I didn’t know any better and it was a mistake” He counters, taking a step forward.

“A stupid kid? You fucked me over again just a few months ago!” You exclaim, to which he was absolutely silent.

“I’m not about to be the bitch that gets played for a twelfth time. I’d rather save the shattered remains of my pride and myself from looking stupid yet again because of you” You continue, your words coming out harshly.

He says nothing but you could see his jaw clench clearly.

“Now” You spoke, straightening your clothing and leveling your gaze with his.

“Give. Me. My. God. Damn. Phone”.

Jaehyun made no moves to look away from you, his gaze holding up under the intensity of your own.

“Make me”.

The next few seconds were a quick succession of movements. He rushes forwards, his hands cradling your face rather roughly as his fingertips nip the nape of your neck. He pulls you towards him with a strength you didn’t know he possessed, his lips finding yours easily and kissing you roughly. You find yourself enjoying the intensity of the kiss which was no doubt a result of the intense emotion and thick sexual tension. You let your fingertips grip the collar of his shirt, pulling him down rather roughly as you nipped at his lip.

Fuck his shirt, you think as you tug on it.

I hope it rips.

His kiss becomes bruising, his lips never allowing a breath to come out of yours as he kisses you over and over and over again. His fingers tighten around the expanse of your neck, then relax and you feel an inaudible gasp leave your lips at the feel of it. In a matter of seconds, you snap yourself back into reality, breaking the kiss and moving over to a different corner of the elevator.

It is silent; Dead silence, save for the harsh pants coming from you both.

It takes a few moments before he speaks again.

“Why?” His question fades into nothingness.

You let out a shuddering breath, looking over at him quickly before shaking your head.

“I should be asking you that” You retort.

Sighing, you take off your heels and slide down to sit on the floor of the elevator; You’re tired of standing.

“Why can’t you just listen to me?” He asks quietly before joining you on the floor.

“Why do you have a problem with commitment?” you snap back which, as you expected, results in silence.

“Have you ever thought that maybe I just don’t want to commit to you?” He asked, his tone inquisitive although his words stung a bit.

You let out a bitter chuckle before looking over at him.

“You know, I’ve thought about that. I thought that maybe it was just me” You pause in order to turn and face him fully, mainly so you could see his reaction.

“Then I remind myself of every single time that you’ve come back to me, from high school till now. And I wonder” You pause to make eye contact with him.

“What is it about me that you can’t stay away from but can’t stay with?”.

The sentence lingers in the air and Jaehyun offers nothing to refute that. You scoff before looking at your phone, scrolling through random posts before his voice breaks the silence.

“I was stupid back then; immature and impressionable. I’m sorry” His voice was soft and, for once, not argumentative.

You were rendered speechless; What could you say to that?

Was it genuine?

Was it another ploy?

Did you really want to waste time figuring it out? What would happen if he was serious? Did he mean it?

“But” his voice cuts through your thoughts.

“What happened at the company retreat was different. It wasn’t just another one-night stand”.

Pulling your lip balm out your pocket, you huff. His response was definitely disappointing.

“Could’ve fooled me” you mutter bitterly.

“Maybe when you accept the fact that I’m not trying to fool you, this would work”.

You give a humorless chuckle.

“Look at your track record and tell me I wouldn’t be stupid for trusting you again” You spoke, daring him to challenge you.

He chews on his lip quietly, not bothering to offer a response.

You scoff for the umpteenth time.

“Why am I entertaining this?” You mutter more to yourself than to Jaehyun.

You threw your lip balm back into your purse rather bitterly as the smallest hope that Jaehyun could’ve actually been taking you seriously dissolved into disappointment. The second that you looked up from your bag, there was Jaehyun.

Right in front of you, with his hands on the slope of your neck pulling you to meet his lips. You want to resist but, will you? Shit, can you?

Why do you keep doing this dance knowing how it ends and know that your heart will end up on the cutting room floor?

Your resolve isn’t hardened by the time your mouth opens up underneath. He kisses you in a way that he has never kissed you before; He moves his lips softly and unhurriedly, as if he was savoring the moment. The way his hands cradled your neck and jawline was almost tender and you were finding it more and more difficult to breathe as his lips met yours again and again and again. You let your hand rise and fall so many times, the desire to touch him, combating with your hurt fiercely. You clench them into fists at your sides for a moment before he readjusts his hands, letting one cradle your jawline as the other wraps around your waist.

Fuck it.

You let your hands clutch at the sides of his shirt tightly, finally kissing him back as you grip at his suit jacket; Anything higher or more intimate and you ran the risk of not being able to stop yourself.

Jaehyun broke the kiss, brushing a few stray curls away from your face as he stared deeply into your eyes.

“You can’t tell me there wasn’t any emotion in that”

You couldn’t even respond; Your own feelings and thoughts were working a mile a minute whilst your words were currently on lunch break.

As if the universe decided enough was enough, you feel the elevator shake slightly. That shake was more than enough to cause you two to break apart. You push away from him quickly although your eyes are fixated on the swollen pink plane of his lips. You touch a thumb to your own briefly before fixing your clothes. Clearing your throat, you both stand in an awkward silence until it came time for the elevator to finally descend, the fire department being the welcome committee as the doors opened. You bow to them deeply, thanking them for their help. After answering a few brief questions and reassuring the paramedics that you were fine, you were pulled into a hug and the scent of the person trapping you? Unmistakable Johnny. You let out a chuckle as you gladly hug him back, wrapping your arms around his midsection.

“You okay princess?” He whispers to which you nod and pull him closer.

When you pull away from the hug, Johnny palms frame your face, and he gives you a quick kiss on the lips. It was short and sweet, barely there. But, for some reason, it still causes you to feel terrible. Should you though? You and Jaehyun weren’t together and never were.

But then again neither were you and Johnny. You could feel eyes watching you, a specific pair. You know immediately who it is but refuse to turn around. Instead, you smile at the worried look in Johnny’s eyes.

“Worried about me?” You tease before he pulls you in by wrapping a single arm around your waist.

“Of course,” he spoke, pulling you to his side.

For a split second you look up and Jaehyun’s eyes connect with yours immediately; You can see his eyes search yours for a split second before that concern was masked. He simply straightens his suit jacket and gives a quick wink before turning his attention back to the fire department.

“Wanna head home now?” Johnny asked quietly.

“Yours or mine?” You asked, a bit distractedly.

“Mine” He pulled you a bit closer as you walked towards the exit.

The thought didn’t fill you with excitement the way it normally did, and you shook your head ‘no’. He seemed confused, immediately stopping and turning around to face you fully. He lifted your face up, moving it from side to side as if he was inspecting you.

“Are you okay, honestly?” He asked, concern quite evident in his voice.

You nod once.

“I just need to be in my own bed right now” You mumbled, fumbling around in your purse for your keys.

The kiss was finally taking effect. Johnny looked like he was mulling something over in that melon of his, looking you over once, then twice before nodding curtly.

“Let me know if you need anything?” He phrased it like a question, but you knew it was a silent command.

Nodding, you decide to make polite small talk, as well as crack a few jokes, as you and Johnny make your way to your car. The drive to drop him off was pretty funny although all together uneventful and, when you finally drop off the aforementioned man to his doorstep, you let out a huge sigh of relief.

It was good to know you were finally alone with your thoughts and, no matter how hard you tried, your thoughts kept drifting back to Jaehyun. What he had said in the elevator, how he had kissed you, how he looked at you. The nagging thought that it wasn’t just him wanting to get his dick wet was a bit alarming as well as foreign and you were still trying to decide if it was a good change or not. What caused that change for that matter? Those thoughts followed you from your car to your front door to your couch where you plopped down unceremoniously. You huff at the day you had before slightly scolding yourself. Why is it that Jaehyun could just say some words, and, like that, you were hooked once more? Why did you give him such power when you knew he wasn’t worthy of it? He didn’t care and you know he didn’t so why was this even a conversation that you were having with yourself? Some part of you hoped that, like in the movies, Jaehyun would show up at your door, professing his true love for you and telling you that you were all he wanted. But, as an hour stretched on into two, there was no Jaehyun and no movie worthy speech. So, you did as anyone else would and continued the remainder of your night, showering extra-long and getting yourself ready for bed. By the time 10 o'clock rolled around, you were setting your tea by your bedside, and pulling back the blanket to get underneath when your phone rang. Glancing at the number, which was unrecognizable to you, you picked up the phone.

“Hello?”.

“Fuck, you even sound pretty over the phone”.

Even through the slurred words, you could tell it was Jaehyun calling you.

You sigh heavily although a part of you wondered if you would get your happily ever after, after all.

“Jaehyun, why have you been drinking? and who’s phone are you calling me from?”.

“I borrowed it. It’s Taeyong’s phone. I miss you. I keep thinking about the elevator in you-I mean, you in the elevator and I-”.

“Jaehyun stop” you cut him off right there; You had to.

You had been thinking about precisely what he was about to tell you since it happened, and you really didn’t need to think about it more.

“Can I come stay with you for tonight? I promise I won’t be loud, and I won't be annoying. It’s just, your house is so close to where I am, and your house has something mine doesn’t” He slurred.

You pursed your lips together.

“Yeah? What’s that?”.

“You”.

That answer had your stomach flipping around constantly as you wondered what to say, though you hoped that would be his answer.

“So quiet. Are you thinking?”.

“Jaehyun”.

“My love?”.

“Kindly stay the fuck out of my head”.

You heard him giggle adorably to which you find a sliver of a smile making its way onto your lips.

“Hey, if I can’t be in your head can I be in your bed?”.

Moment ruined. Way to go Jaehyun.

“No” You maintained.

“Why not? I don’t want to hurt you. I just want to be around you until I sleep, and plus, I don’t want to be alone right now”.

“Jaehyun, that’s not my problem-”

“Kitten. Please”.

Silence.

Dead silence.

You hadn’t heard anyone call you that name since High school sophomore year. Come to think of it, that was actually how you were introduced to Jaehyun. Your best friend at the time, Ten, had given you the nickname and introduced you to him as such, in lieu of your real name. It was a nickname that held a special place in your heart. Your resolve weakened almost immediately.

“Please just don’t say no to me right now. I can’t go home like this. Please”.

You huffed once more, flipping the blanket up in frustration as you told him what he so desperately wanted to hear: that he could stay with you, given he goes home in the morning.

“Thank you so much”.

Brushing off his drunken thank you, you told him your address, staying on the phone with him as his uber came, per his wishes, while you made his makeshift bed on the couch. You placed two pillows on the couch, with a thick blanket and set up 2 Advil's and an ice-cold glass of water that you knew he would need in the morning.

“You’re so beautiful. Like, your face is so pretty and then your body is pretty too. But in different ways”.

You rolled your eyes, a slight chuckle actually escaping you.

“You’re just a drunken goddamn mess, aren’t you?”.

He goes on: “I think I could kiss you all day if you’d let me. Then fuck you all night, again, if you’d let me”

He rambled on as you found some sweatpants your brother left here that you wore from time to time. By the time you were done setting up, Jaehyun was singing that he was “5 minutes away”.

“Hey, can I ask you something?”.

Good grief.

“Go ahead”.

“Who was your first love?”.

You froze.

You were not expecting that question.

“Another time Jaehyun” You promised, hoping that you wouldn’t have to keep it he started to ramble drunkenly again.

It was only a matter of minutes before Jaehyun was ringing the doorbell like a maniac, unlike a sane person who would have just announced their presence over the phone. You rolled your eyes at his eagerness and, although some part of you loved it, you knew it was just because he was drunk. You walk over to the door just the slightest bit irritated. Throwing it open, you sassed “Yes, wake up my whole goddamn neighborhood”.

It took you a few moments before you registered what Jaehyun was wearing: a simple black button up which conveniently had the first few missing and black distressed jeans. You looked him over once more before your gaze went up to his face, to which he smiled. Not boyishly though, seductively. You moved aside so he could step in and, when he did, you closed and locked the door behind him. Before he could speak, you did.

“Go shower. You need to sober up” you commanded.

To which he gave a mock salute.

“Yes ma’am”.

You direct him to the bathroom telling him where everything is before taking his clothes from him through a crack in the bathroom door so that you could wash them for him to wear tomorrow. All the while, you contemplated just why the fuck you were doing this. What drew you in so much and why? You sat there contemplating before your mind wandered over the nickname, he had called you. It took you back, way back.

“Ten!” you shrieked as he bought you over to meet some of his older and attractive friends.

“It’ll be fine, stop worrying” Ten brushed off your slight anxiety.

You knew who his friends were, there were the popular, attractive older kids who didn’t seem to have a flaw on them. By the time you got 2 fingers of his off your wrist, you were already at the lunch table.

“Ayo Ten!” You looked over just in time to see someone clap Ten on the shoulder, smiling at him brightly before his gaze shifted over to you.

You felt your eyes widen as your heart rate sped up ever so slightly. You were young; You didn’t come into your own yet and you were not that confident in yourself as of yet, so seeing a boy who was so breathtakingly handsome stunned you into silence.

“Oh, right, this is-” Ten paused to look back at you.

Taking one look at your form, he rolled his eyes and tapped your chin.

“Close your mouth Kitten”.

Taking yourself from your embarrassing state, you hit Ten on the shoulder.

“Fuck you” You mumbled.

The handsome boy approached you holding out his hand with a bright smile.

“Nice to meet you Kitten, I’m Jaehyun” You were about to reach out and take his hand before you realized what he called you.

“My names’ not a kitten” you mumble, causing both of them to laugh.

“I’m done” you heard a voice whisper in your ear, completely taking you from your memory and causing you to shriek slightly.

Spinning around, you found that you were now trapped between your washing machine and a wet Jaehyun.

“Jaehyun-” You barely got his name out before he cut you off.

“That’s not how I want you to say my name” He whispered in your ear.

His hands come down to rest on either side of you, atop the washing machine.

He didn’t touch you, but he let his head hang a bit lower.

“I want you to say my name the way I know you say Johnny’s” His own statement seemed to irritate him as he made a “tch” sound.

“Johnny” He hissed.

“Jaehyun, it’s late. Do you have to play with me right now?” You asked, utterly exhausted.

In an instant, he pulled you against him, eliminating any and all space between your bodies.

“I’m not playing with you”.

“Jaehyun. Let go, I’m tired” You were not in the mood for his mind games.

“No”.

He pulled away from the hug, lifting you unceremoniously and sitting you atop the washer so that he could look you in your eyes.

“What do I have to do to get you to believe that I’m serious about how I feel about you?”.

Startled by his words it took you a minute for you to actually think about it. The look in his eyes was unlike one that you had ever seen from him before and while you knew there was liquor in his system, the part of you that wanted to believe him was strong. However, as you said before, you were not about to be the bitch that got played for the umpteenth time. You needed something that would bother both you and him to prove he was serious.

“Sleep on the couch. All night. Don’t touch me, don’t come into my room until I wake up” You dictated, the words out of your mouth before you could stop them.

Sighing, the man in front of you nodded before backing away from you. Before you could get off the washer though, he spoke up, his voice quiet and hesitant.

“I... I know I’m still a little drunk and I promise to honor what you want but can I…”

He’s quiet. You refuse to meet his eyes, busying yourself with the tiling of the floor.

“Could I kiss you?”.

You looked up from the floor to his face; The absolute innocent and pleading look in his eye was something he couldn’t fake, or so you’d like to believe. Letting out a small sigh, you hop down from atop the washing machine and walk over to where he stood, letting your hands frame his face. You pause, watching his eyes for any sly glint. You find none.

His fingers wrap around your wrists, keeping your hands where they were.

You lean in, and so does he.

The kiss was soft and somehow familiar, his lips meeting yours again and again as his hands slowly made their way to rest where they may; One on your lower back and the other on your hip. You tiptoed to continue the kiss, letting the last few seconds linger for a bit longer before you broke it. When you came down from your tiptoes, Jaehyun took your face in his hands and kissed you once more, deeply but only for a moment. The short encounter left you shell shocked.

“I’m sorry. You’re just… so pretty” Jaehyun spoke sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.

You nodded, clearing your throat before walking out from the washing room and into the living room, wordlessly showing him your couch. You watch as he walks over to it, quietly might you add, before heading over to your bedroom. You stop yourself at the door, closing your eyes and inhaling deeply before speaking.

“Goodnight Jaehyun”.

“Sleep well Kitten”.

It was only when you closed the door that you remembered why that kiss felt so familiar; That’s how Jaehyun had kissed you on the night of the company retreat.

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