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the filming day had been long and more than once net found himself collapsing into a pile with jj, kim and latte surrounding him. during one of their piles, net found his face dangerously close to kim’s, able to count each of his long perfectly curled lashes, or see exactly how the lip tint colored his pretty lips. kim winked at him, playful, harmless before the director encouraged them all to stand up. but by then net was fixated, the harm was done.
it had been fate that the director had dismissed everyone else but him and kim, needing to film some additional scenes with each of them. net finished first but he waited for kim to conclude his filming. sat in his car to avoid the gossip of the remaining crew on set. not wanting the fact he hung around until kim was finished to be gossip tomorrow morning.
“need a ride?” net asked as kim passed by headed towards the main road.
“i don’t want to bother you.” kim said approaching the vehicle, he paused under the intensity of net’s gaze. he wasn’t just studying kim, he was beckoning him. and kim was entranced.
“no bother at all.” net replied sliding out of the driver’s seat and walking to the passenger side to open the door for kim. moving his hand across the smaller man’s waist to buckle his seatbelt, stopping to offer a smile after the act.
net drove in silence not even turning on music or holding conversation building the courage and taking in the anticipation of what was hopefully to come. kim bit his lip nervously, feeling that him and net were on the cusp of something.
once they arrived at kim’s apartment, kim hesitated to open the car door shifting his body away from the center counsel but not exiting. the air was tense, heated and kim couldn’t bring himself to look at net. keeping his gaze toward the quiet street, eerily empty offering them a privacy kim wasn’t sure he could restrain himself with.
“thank you for the ride, i’ll buy lunch for everyone on set tomorrow, so you don’t have to worry about it.” kim finally broke the silence, allowing himself to glance at net.
letting out a breathless exhale at how close the other man was, net’s hand gripped the steering wheel while he leaned over the armrest, close enough his breath fanned against the shell of kim’s ear as he whispered.
“don’t worry about lunch, how about a ride for a ride?” net’s voice had dropped a few octaves and it caused kim to tighten his grip on his bag as he struggled to remain rational in the face of desire.
“i don’t drive, net.” kim replied.
“you can ride though.” net responded, unbuckling his seat belt and pushing the driver seat as far back as it would go.
“it’s late, we have to be on set early.” kim turned away again toward the passenger window, but he could see net’s eyes fixed on him in the reflection of the glass.
“goodnight?” net said unlocking the car door, though his farewell was more of a question than a statement.
“maybe… not yet.” kim said releasing the grip on his bag allowing it to drop between his legs on the floor and looking back at net, who now wore a smirk as though he won.
“a kiss, good night.” net suggested leaning closer, until the wisp of hair above his lips tickled kim’s face.
“just a kiss.” kim whispered before gently connecting their lips, it felt nice, different. before kim could fully take in the sensation, net’s tongue slid past his tiers, earning a gasp. and just as quickly as it had begun net pulled away, leaving kim panting over the armrest.
“good night net, i guess i owe you a ride.” kim said collecting his belongings and exiting the vehicle. licking over his lower lip as he made his way to his apartment still able to taste net on his tongue.