♡ Break.. up? ♡

And one of the strap had fallen down, revealing a little more skin than needed.

And that wasn't the worst of it.

Junhoe was staring at it intensely, his eyes full of lust.

I flinched, grabbing my strap and pulling it back up. I covered my chest in defence, then glared up at him. What the hell was he doing??

He averted his gaze to my face again and grinned sheepishly, embarrassed.

"Sorry. I must have had too much to drink. Are you okay? You drank too much. Are you cold?"

I continued glaring at him, still offended that he had stared at such an inappropriate place.

"Yah, i already said mian. Mianhae, araseo? Gwaenchanhna? (Are you okay?)"

He stepped forward, using his thumb to wipe across my lips.

I smacked his hand away before wiping my mouth, still ignoring him.

"Yah, hyemi ah, why are you so cold? Because I confessed to you? Come on, you should be happy that I even like you."

I couldn't keep quiet anymore. This was too much.

"What?! Michyeoss-eo??"

He grinned, "Finally got you talking. I was just kidding. Who wouldn't fall for you? Anyway, let's continue what I said last time."

He stepped forward again, closing the space between us. I backed away, only to find the wall behind me. Shit.

"I admired you, and then I liked you. You're exactly my type, you know that? Sexy, smart, talented, cute, cheerful. I know it's really asshole of me to snatch from Hanbin, but we're supposed to fight for what we want, aren't we? I'm not asking you to dump Hanbin for me, I'm just asking you to consider me."

Er... isn't that the same thing?

"You're crazy."  I replied simply, glaring at him.

"Crazy over you, then yeah." He stepped closer again, so that there was hardly a space between me and him. I sunk back desperately, trying to get as far away from him as possible.

"Why don't you like me? I mean, hanbin is hot and full of swag, but I'm hot too. And I'm handsome. Can't you just forget about Hanbin and come to me instead?" He asked, his eyes earnest, half pleading.

"I..I'm sorry but no. We barely know each other. You're probably just infatuated with me. And I love hanbin, I always will. You're just not Hanbin." I stuttered, hoping that this would make him understand.

It seemed to make him even angrier. He pushed me against the wall, his hands on my shoulder, and started to lean in closer, till his face was only inches away.

"What do you mean? You don't want me? That's impossible, nobody has ever rejected me ever. I'll make you want me."

With that, he grabbed my wrists and leaned in close, fierce. His eyes were locked on my lips and no matter how hard I tried to break free of his iron grip, I was forced to stay put, trapped in his arms.

Eveeything seemed to slow down and happen in slow motion. His lips were advancing onto mine slowly, and my eyes widened in shock. Suddenly, his lips were onto mine, and I squirmed about, trying to get his face off of mine.

But he was too strong, and he grasped onto my wrists, preventing me from escaping. His lips were soft and warm, and tasted of liquor. I didn't kiss him back, just continued restraining against him. 

All of a sudden, he was knocked off me. With a punch.

Gasping, I whipped around to see Hanbin standing there, his knuckles red, his expression twisted in fury.

Junhoe wiped his mouth and lunged at Hanbin, hitting him on his nose and jaw.

I yelped in shock and ran towards Hanbin, grasping his face in my hands, tears threatening to escape.

"Stay away from this." He pushed me aside, wiping his bloodied mouth.

He ran towards Junhoe again and the two started fighting, exchanging punches and kicks. Their groans of pain echoed loudly, seemingly piercing through my heart. Panicking, I ran back into the room and shouted for help.

Jinhwan and Bobby ran out immediately and pushed the two of them aside forcefully, while Yunhyeong ran to me to ask if I was okay. I nodded and along with everyone else, we went out to the alley to see that they had already stopped fighting.

Jinhwan was holding onto Junhoe and Bobby onto Hanbin, restraining them. They bristled and hissed in anger, faces mangled with blood.

"What are you two doing, fighting like that? What if someone sees and takes a video? Are you going to throw away your image?" Jinhwan yelled.

It was the first time I'd seen him so angry. He was usually so peaceful and kind, but now that he was mad, he was actually quite intimidating.

Both Hanbin and Junhoe wiped their mouths again, cuts and bruises on their faces.

I rushed towards Hanbin and cradled his face in my hands gently, hot tears streaming down at the sight of him wincing in pain. Hanbin pushed me behind him, his hands forming a protective barrier around me.

"Goo Junhoe, what were you doing with my girlfriend? How dare you even touch her." Hanbin growled, shaking in fury.

Junhoe laughed bitterly, spitting blood out. "Yeah? Well she isn't complaining, is she?"

I gasped at the blatant lie, and was about to step out and clarify things when Hanbin released his grip on me.

Confused, I watched as he took one glance at me then walked off, his hands in his pocket. I watched through tears as he pulled his hoodie over his head and stalked off, hands in his pocket.

"Hanbin ah, where are you going??" Bobby yelled after him, glancing swiftly at me before breaking into a run and chasing after him.

I felt horrible. He'd believed Junhoe's lie. He'd pushed me away. Every step he took away from me felt like a thousand arrows digging into my flesh. I glared at Junhoe, but softened when I saw that his face was even more messed up than Hanbin's. 

Blood rivuleted from his nose and his eyes were swollen blue-black. He tried to cover his face from me, but I had already seen the injuries.

"Gwaen..gwaenchanhna? (Are you okay?)"

Junhoe nodded, smiling slightly.

"So you ARE concerned about me."

Exasperated, I shook my head and turned my back on him, running in the direction where Hanbin had taken off.

Where was he? He'd been hurt badly, he must have treatment right away or his face will swell and leave scars.

I quickly got into a pharmacy and bought some band aids and ointments to treat him, then proceeded to find him.

Even though I was practically wearing nothing but a thin camisole, my brain didn't register the cold at all. I was too worried, too caught up in finding Hanbin. I couldn't shake off the thought of him pushing me off. Was he angry at me?

I broke into a run, heading towards the park that we always went to together.

There he was. A lone figure sitting on the bench, his hands wiping his mouth.

Slowly, I walked towards him, taking in his backview. He always looked so lonely alone, and his broad shoulders were haunched, making him appear even more lonesome.

Silently, I stepped over to stand infront of him, then watched as he slowly lifted his head to look at ne. I'd expected him to pull me in for a hug, yet he didn't. He sat there, staring at me, then looked away in pain, his brows furrowed.

"Hanbin, you're still bleeding."

I whispered, my heart aching. He'd gotten into a fight because of me, and yet had to walk away feeling betrayed.

Sitting down beside him, I tried to grab his face gently and turn it towards me, but he shook my hand off, looking away, pulling the hoodie tighter around his face.

I tried again, only to have the same thing happen. He still didn't look at me. Tears threatened to spill, and I blinked repeatedly as the discomfort of the blinding hot tears spilled.

"Jebal (please), stop ignoring me."

I grabbed his face again, this time more forcefully. He didn't resist, but winced in pain slightly. Taking the wet tissue, I began dabbing at his wounds, cleaning them as gently as I could, feeling his eyes on me.

Every time he winced in pain, my heart ached a little more. My freezing hands trembled, but I transmitted all my focus on applying ointment to his face.

"Ouch." He winced, turning his face away in pain.

"Mianhae."I whispered, then took his face again and attempted to clean the huge wound at his jaw.

He winced again, but didn't break away.

After awhile, his wounds were finally cleaned up.

"There!" I exclaimed in satisfaction.

I glanced up at him, meeting his pair of brown eyes, staring intensely at me and... They were watery... Was he crying??

"Hanbin ah, w..wae...?" I stuttered, my eyes widening. Why was he staring at me with such sad eyes?

"I have something to tell you, Hyemi."

He looked away, his voice deep and raspy.

"Wh..what?" I managed to choke out, hiding my trembling cold hands behind my back.

Hanbin hesitated, before meeting my eyes again.

"I... let's end our relationship here. I'm breaking up with you."