beauty in his eye + seonghwa
beauty in his eye - seonghwa
“Always thinking with your heart and not your head, hm?”
Suddenly, the air around you froze and you stopped, legs no longer moving a mile a minute and instead glued to the ground. Your eyes shifted back and forth, searching for the source of the voice even though you already knew who it belonged to. After a few moments, your gaze landed on his shaded figure, perched delicately on one of the beams. Obscured by the lack of light and the black leather mask covering half of his face, the only other indication that it was him were the piercing gold eyes peering over the fabric.
Your heart was beating so fast you could practically hear it. Hands trembling, you slowly raised both arms, palms facing forward.
“I didn’t come here to fight, Seonghwa,” you said firmly. You couldn’t see it, but a wry smile made its way to his lips.
“Of course you didn’t,” he mused, eyes narrowing. “Enlighten me then, Y/n. Why exactly are you here? Surely not to exchange pleasantries, I presume?”
A brief pause.
You took that opportunity to briefly scan your surroundings, eyes swiftly moving about, weaving through every nook and cranny and searching for any sign that something was amiss. After a rather haste, yet thorough check, you came to the conclusion that no one was in the warehouse except for you and Seonghwa. You averted your attention back to the silhouette of black dangling a few feet above you. From where you stood, you could just barely make out the tufts of charcoal peeking out from underneath his brimmed hat.
You recalled the reflections of shiny eyes and a timid smile, fingers reaching up to tug gently on freshly dyed hair as honey-dew cheeks flushed a heated scarlet.
The aching in your chest intensified. You lowered your arms.
“Come back.”
You weren’t necessarily pleading, but the way your body slightly teetered forward, you might as well have been. Fists clenched and hanging tensely by your sides, you watched with unabated attention as the spark in Seonghwa’s glare dimmed for a fraction of a second, before returning in an even greater intensity. The gasp that left your lips was unprompted.
“What– What did you just say?”
You swallowed the lump in your throat.
“Come back. To the agency.”
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