♡ 20

We barely make it into the cabin before the downpour starts. I sigh, looking out of the window, my hopes of going to Sunoo's cabin squashed. I wish I hadn't left the umbrella in his car.

"Look at that," Sunghoon says, moving the curtain out of the way so we can see outside better. "And you wanted to stand there and argue."

There are a million comebacks I could say, but that's what he wants. To engage me in another one of us stupid bickering arguments.

Don't come back, begging me to fuck you when you precious Heesung turns out to be exactly how I said.

Were those not his words? He said that I was low hanging fruit for Heeseung to grab.

Instead of engaging in an argument I shake my head, going to look around the cabin, even though each is the same. There is one bedroom, a small kitchen, a spacious bathroom and living room, and a hot tub on the back porch area. Which didn't leave a lot of options for avoiding Sunghoon.

"Smores will have to wait." He continues as he follows me into the bedroom. "Do you want me to make you something to eat? Sohyun had someone come up and stock the kitchens earlier."

I am not talking to him. Did he not get that?

"Come on, Y/n. Talk to me, please."

"What do you want from me, Sunghoon? You say all those horrible things in your apartment and I leave. I leave you alone for weeks and try to move on with my life." I finally break and say. "And now you literally trap me in this small cabin with you. I am basically a hostage at this point."

"I'm not trying to hold you hostage. But what other choice did I have?" He takes a few steps toward me. "You blocked me from everything, stuck you guard dog on me, and you won't even go to the house with Sohyun anymore. This is the only way I could get you alone."

"We had nothing else that needed to be said to one another."

"That's bullshit and you know it." He is now standing directly in front of me, but I refuse to look up. I cross my arms over my chest, looking to the window to my left.

"No, Sunghoon. What's bullshit is you thinking you get to say whatever you want and expect things to go on like nothing happened. I am not a doormat."

"I was pissed, okay? I said things I shouldn't have." He runs a hand through his hair as he takes a step back. He isn't getting off this easy.

"Yeah?" I let out a dry laugh. "Which part? The part where I am low hanging fruit and easy for Heeseung to pick when he's bored or the part where I come crawling back to you, begging you to fuck me?"

"I didn't mean that." Sunghoon replies.

"It sounded like you did. It felt like you did." I shake my head. "You made sure to say exactly what you knew would hurt."

"I did. You're right." He brings a hand down and turns my chin to look up at him. "I was jealous."

The words hang in the air between us, heavier than the rain pounding against the cabin's roof.

"What?"

"I was jealous, okay?" His voice is quiet, but firm. "Of Heeseung. Of the way he was touching you that night. You kissed him, Y/n!" He stops, clenching his fists and taking a deep breath. "I fucking hated it."

"But you said..."

"I know what I said." He cuts me off. "I told you my feelings for you hadn't changed. And that wasn't a lie."

"Then what is this?"

"My feelings for you haven't changed, because I think a part of me has always been in love with you." He looks away again. "I realized that when I was in Seoul. Then I came back to see you dancing with him."

"Was that before or after you fucked her?"

"I told you, she is just a friend."

"That night in your apartment you said you fucked her."

"I never said that. You said it and I didn't correct you." He nods. "I had just witnessed my best friend with his tongue down my girl's throat. I didn't know how to respond."

"Instead of telling me this, you chose to hurt me." I shake my head, my body now shaking. I shoved him confessing to me to the back of my mind, because I can't deal with those words right now.

"I know. I fucked up, okay?" He drops to his knees in front of me, looking up at me now. "I know I fucked up. I shouldn't have said those things. But if you can give me a chance to fix it..."

"Fix what, Sunghoon?" I move away from him, standing up. "This wasn't supposed to happen. You were blackmailing me. Blackmail isn't a strong foundation for a relationship."

This can't be happening. I cannot deal with this right now. I need to get out of here.

"Y/n, please..." He takes another step toward me. "If we can move past all of this and try. Can you honestly tell me that you want Heeseung?"

"Yes." I reply, even though I am not sure that's the truth. "I can honestly say I want Heeseung."

"You're lying. I felt it when you kissed me in the pool..."

"That was a mistake." I reply. I can't open myself up to this guy again to get hurt. How do I know he isn't trying to trick me so he can laugh at me again?

And I have been in love with Heeseung for years. One bad kiss shouldn't end that, should it? Not now that Sohyun is even on board with us.

I turn around and run from the cabin. Cold rain hits me hard, like tiny bullets, as I run toward Heeseung's cabin. He had wanted to room with me this weekend. If I can talk to him, explain how I feel and get everything in the open, maybe it will fix this mess.

But as I get to his cabin and am about to knock on the door it hits me. I don't want to do this. Even without kissing Heeseung again, I know that my feelings for him have changed. I am not sure when it happened, but it did.

"Heeseung!" I hear the girl giggle on the other side of the door. That didn't take him long.

I turn around, looking back out at the rain, trying to decide what I am doing. I can't go back to my cabin with Sunghoon. I don't want to disturb Sunoo or Sohyun.

"Y/n!" I hear Sunghoon yell and look to see him running toward me, umbrella in hand. "You are going to get sick!"

A flash of lightning lights up the sky overhead.

"I'm sorry. I know that was a lot." He says. "I will leave you alone, I promise. Please come back to the cabin before you get struck by lightning."

The worry on his face is obvious. And as I stand here, looking at him, I realize he's always been the one to come after me, worried. At the karaoke night when I was upset, he came into the hall. When Heeseung said I was like a sister, he asked if I was okay. At the club, he was the one that came running after me. And now, when I stupidly ran out in a thunderstorm, here he is. And I have been to blind to see it.

I rush down the stairs, throwing myself at him, causing him to drop the umbrella as he catches me, making sure I don't fall. I lean up, kissing him as hard as I can.