183 Flirting Between the Glass Partition (2/2)

A sudden urge to kiss her sprouted in his mind, and he just couldn't get it out of his head. 'D*mned hormones,' he silently cursed. Unable to stand it any longer, he looked away, avoiding eye contact. 'Stop acting like a horny teenager!' He scolded himself inwardly.

”What's wrong, Oppa?” Yeo Ri asked with a hint of anxiousness. Hyuk was making a face as if he was irritated by something. She thought back to what had happened. He stared at her face, and then...

'Was it the makeup?' She wondered. All she did was put on a lip stain, though?

”Oppa?” She prompted him again.

”It's nothing,” he replied, noticing her slight frown. ”Did you put something on your mouth?”

”It's called 'lip stain'. Why? You don't like it? Should I wipe it off?” Yeo Ri asked, slightly fretful.

”No, it's not that.” He paused, his ears reddening. ”No wonder it looked good.”

”Oh.” Yeo Ri blinked her eyes blankly. She did not expect to be complimented. An impish smile graced her face as she thought of a question.

”Does it make you want to kiss me?” She teased.

”...Yeah,” he truthfully answered, ”it does.”

”Oh.” Yeo Ri pursed her lips, restraining herself from screaming. Hyuk's bashful look was just too cute! Blood rushed to her face, her cheeks flushing with a deep red hue. ”I see,” she murmured. Deep inside, she had already etched the lip stain in her mind as her new favourite makeup product, thinking that if an opportunity comes up, she would definitely want to work with the brand behind it.

Yeo Ri suddenly glanced to her left and right. She was alone in the booth and no one was watching her. She took out the bottle of the lip stain she was wearing and applied a new layer of it on her lips.

Abruptly, she got up and quickly planted a kiss on the glass panel between them while the product had yet to set.

Hyuk stared at the lipstick mark—lip stain's stain—on the glass with widened eyes and in utter disbelief. Since when did his Yeo Ri become so daring?

”Hey—!” Hyuk scolded her, lowering his volume, hissing, ”What were you thinking? Don't you know how dirty the glass is? Who knows how much bacteria was on it! And what if somebody saw this?!”

”It's fine; I'll wipe it off before I go back.” Yeo Ri put on a nonchalant expression as she took out an unopened pack of wet tissues from her bag. She smiled with mirth as she wiped her lips, clearing off the rest of the lipstain. Then, she reapplied it again.

Yeo Ri batted her eyes innocently at him, ”What? You were the one who said you wanted a kiss.”

”You—!” Hyuk sighed. ”Forget it.”

Hyuk glowered at the shameless little girl. Who taught her this, he wanted to know. Maybe he should invite that person to talk about life for a little bit. It was probably Min Chae, he unabashedly accused in his mind.

In the end, Hyuk caved in.

He vigilantly glanced at the barred door, making sure that the d*mned guard wasn't peeking or anything. Then, he gave Yeo Ri's faint lip imprint on the glass panel a quick peck.