Heukjin's POV
*Two days prior*
My eyes opened the moment the doors closed. Sehyun—that kid—still wanted to push me away. I could tell from the way his hands roamed over my body.
I sat up and slipped my glasses on. They felt distant. "Lee Sehyun, didn't I warn you? Why are you so stubborn?"
I walked out of his room, noticing against my will, how much his house had changed. The curtains had been drawn, books losing their original cluttered arrangement.
It was almost as if he were trying to rearrange his life—without me.
I raked my hair and walked to the fridge, pulling it open. It was restocked. I frowned. Was he learning how to cook? My grip on its handle tightened. It seemed he was trying so hard to shove me away.
Why though? Was this still because of that bitch's words? What the fuck did she say to him to make him want to run from me?
