he couldn’t help the endeared smile , her obvious annoyance with him easily the best - case - scenario after their inappropriate outburst . jisu being annoyed with them is decidedly not a new concept , a large part of their dynamic rooted in heatless arguments and teasing back - and - forth . so this — the blush , the eye rolls , the pouting — was something he was familiar with , something he could work with . “ i’m being so sincere , ” he insisted with affected outrage , pinching her side in retaliation . honestly , he couldn’t blame her for thinking otherwise ; they’d gone from flirting like their life depended on it to giggling like a teenager in a second flat . expression mirroring hers in a pout , they curled their fingers into the t-shirt she’d put back on , grip steady on her waist . “ so , i get to keep the mental image of you on your knees ? you’re so generous , ji . ” there was still laughter in their voice , a warmth to it that had been given by the comfortable atmosphere . despite the interruption and her annoyance and that damn shirt , he couldn’t seem to keep himself from pressing kisses into her skin , the pale pink smattering of bruises he’d left behind before just tempting him to continue the pattern . standing slowly , he shifted them to the couch , sinking into the cushions as he looked up at her ( he hoped she could find at least some semblance of control back from this position , with him firmly placed beneath her and the situation pretty much completely in her hands , now ) . “ already forgotten , ” they offered , trailing a finger in opposite directions of his chest . “ cross my heart . ” gesturing vaguely at the seat beside them , he raised a brow in invitation , curious whether she’d take the safe option he offered in this moment or the dangerous unspoken option . “ maybe a little , but i won’t complain either way . my question is ... — where do you want this to go from here ? ”