synopsis โ between brewing jealousy and boiling anger, there's nothing more tense than one who yearns almost too loud and one who has gotten tired of yearning.
genre โ angst, light fluff if you squint, crazy tension not even lying, idol!hoon and hee and make up artist!reader, older reader btw so dont interact if udl it cause i used noona... hoon is lowk jealous and possessive and crazy and just... no (but yes too)...
word count โ 1k
author's note โ tbh idk why i wrote this but jst felt like making a jealous idol hoon ๐ enjoy... not proofread again
The waiting room is noisy. Laughter, chatter, the manager trying to keep everyone in order for who's to get their hair and make up done next.
Sunghoon nods when the manager tells him to get ready, that he's up next after Jungwon. Slumping back in his seat, he glances over at Jay and Jake, filming content for their latest comeback. They're arguing, as per usual, so he can't help but laugh.
When they shove the camera in his face, asking him to share some thoughts, all he does is shake his head and look away. They call him boring, and walk off.
Once the camera is out of sight, Sunghoon finally allows himself to look over at you. You're busy touching up Heeseung's make up, and also apparently, blushing from the way he's smiling and making you laugh.
Sunghoon can hear your giggle as Heeseung cracks some corny joke, evidently flirting with you, joke or not. And you're enjoying it, also evidently from the way your cheeks are flushed pink and the way you can't stop letting your eyes drift down to his lips. It's no doubt the both of you have some kind of thing going on, anyone can tell from afar โ from how Heeseung practically towers over your smaller form, to how he has to lean down closer to your face so you can reach his cheeks, and to how you're clearly fine with the close proximity.
And Sunghoon? He fucking hates it. His fist scrunches up tight, jaw locked as his heart burns. The annoying bitterness creeps up his throat, making him sick. He hates everything about this.
So when Heeseung finally stops his nonsensical humor as an attempt to flirt with you, and you grin at him sweetly as a goodbye to go back to the make up room, Sunghoon takes it as his cue to follow after you.
To his luck, Jungwon happens to finish his make up just as he trails behind you. Jungwon is about to say something, but Sunghoon only nods and rushes after you so he doesn't expose himself. When he enters after you, the other make up artist, Jaeah, says, โOh Sunghoon, just in time, I was about toโโ
And at the call of his name, your head snaps behind you and you look at him with wide eyes, clearly unaware he was right behind you.
โJay and Jake need some touching up, Jaeah noona. Perhaps, you wanna go to the waiting room.โ He lies with a polite smile, watching you stare at him frozen while Jaeah glances between you and him before nodding and taking her leave, leaving the door wide open.
Then it's silent. Tense, so tense that even cutting it with a knife won't help. Sunghoon stares hard as you continue working on your own things, and when you still don't say anything for another five minutes, his jaw clenches. He scoffs in disbelief and slams the door behind him and storms towards you.
โWhat the fuck was that?โ he hisses, brows furrowed. You remain silent, face neutral as you pack up the brushes. โY/N, let's stop this, seriously. When are you going to stop doing this?โ
โDoing what? And I'm older than you, you should be calling me noona.โ You feign confusion, looking at him over your shoulder with a blank stare.
โAre you serious? Heeseung hyung? Youโโ the man scoffs, ignoring your latter sentence, โYou don't even like him like that!โ
At that, you finally face him, dropping whatever you're doing. Eyes squinted, you snap, venom laced in your voice, โLike what? What would you know? And can you keep your voice down? They're all next door!โ
โWhat would I know? Of course I know! You're doing this because of what I did! Using Heeseung hyung to make me jealous is real low, you know that? Andโโ
โMake you jealous?โ your eyes twitch, indicating the amount of anger boiling in you, โThat's real funny! Who the fuck do you think you are? I would never do that, by the way, use someone to get something I want. If anything, I'm sure you are extremely capable of that.โ You say, smile bitter as you cross your arms over your chest.
โSee? You're still pissed about what happened! I already told you, I could care less about Miyeon, we're just friends, weโโ
โAnd I already told you, I don't care, Sunghoon. Just leave it, leave me alone!โ
โLeave you alone?โ Sunghoon says, voice almost threatening. He begins to step towards you, crossing over the chairs and leaning closer, trapping you between his body and the make up table. โThat seriously what you want? For me to leave you alone?โ His face is only a few inches away, one wrong move and you'll be pressed up against him in no time. You try your best to back off, fingers gripping the sides of the table in anxiety.
โHm? Noona, why won't you say anything? You wanted to fight, right? Why so silent now?โ
Turning away, you mumble under your breath, โDon't know what you want me to say.โ Despite the way you speak with anger and annoyance towards him, Sunghoon knows you don't feel a single ounce of that. With the way your ears are burning red, biting on your lips and eyes wandering, Sunghoon knows that he's different from Heeseung.
With Heeseung, you're shy and soft-spoken, as if you're back in high-school talking to the senior every girl fawns over. But with him? You're you. You're the feisty and honest girl, the brat who knows who she is and won't back down over a little mishap.
Smirking, Sunghoon slowly turns your face towards him, fingers gently gripping your chin. And then, you finally look up at him, wide and bright eyes staring up at his teasing ones. He knows you know that that gaze of yours is what gets him all the time, so when he begins to lean in, hot breath hitting yours, you let him, even going as far as tilting your head up further andโ
โSunghoon, you done?โ The door pushes open, and immediately, you push him off, turning your back on him and pretending you were busy packing up. Sunghoon clears his throat, subtly grinning at your back before looking over at the door.
Heeseung stands at the entrance, eyes running back and forth between the two of you, mouth agape.
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