On the way to the set I stared at h

On the way to the set I stared at his reflection through the window of the car, his lips as supple and as enticing as they were that night. His hair looked as soft as it was that night. I wanted to ravage him right there and then, to have his hands weave through my hair in a desperate attempt to bringing our bodies closer than they already were. But I knew I couldn’t, given the circumstances we were in.Soon enough we arrived. I noticed how Yongsoo separated himself from the rest of the group, maybe to go to the bathroom but I wasn’t completely sure. By now everyone noticed the awkward tension between us. They danced around the topic, trying to find polite ways to ask what was wrong but before the words came out of their mouths, I left the room.I followed Yongsoo around, as my pace quickened, he walked faster. I don't know what inclined me to chase after him, we were late for the script reading, something I've been working on privately for days on end, perfecting my lines all so I could be late to this one meeting.I grabbed his wrist as I caught up to him. "Yongsoo, we need to talk" As I noticed small strands of hair covering his face, I felt the need to neatly tuck those strands of hair away. “We need to go, we’ll be late.” His voice was shaky, and as he uttered those words he couldn’t even look me in the eyes. “Yongsoo please… I-i’m, sorry.”