The shared car happened on a Wednesday between a radio appearance and a promo event forty minutes away.
Haejin's car.
Just the two of them.
Partition up.
Seoul going past the windows.
Thirty-five minutes.
They used approximately four of them sitting in silence before he reached over and pulled her in without warning.
She went.
His mouth found hers and it was slow and deliberate and she grabbed the front of his shirt because what else was she supposed to do and his hand came up to her jaw, tilting her head back, and she felt the warmth of it all the way down.
He pulled back just enough to look at her.
She looked back.
Her grip on his shirt did not loosen.
He smiled. Just slightly.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi," she said.
He kissed her again.
His other hand moved to her waist, pulling her sideways until she was closer than necessary, his thumb tracing a slow line along her jaw that made her brain go briefly offline.
She pulled back.
"We are in your car," she said.
"I know."
