"No, say it! I wanna know." I felt the heat under my skin rise once more as I watched him turn away. The traces of his warm fingers against my lips running cold. This push and pull game we played was getting out of hand and the patience that held our last strand of sanity together was slowly coming undone. I hated this side of Yoongi, the one that always overthunk when it came to us - to me. And then I snapped all at once. Frustration coursing through me like a mammoth stampede. "For FucK sake look at me and just say it already Min Yoongi!" My hand had reached out clawing at the back of his loosely hung t-shirt yanking him back to me.
Taken by surprise he turns to face me. Slowly. His almond shaped eyes the colour of dusk piercing back. In the seconds it had taken me to realize what was about to happen a sharp pain at my back indicated that I was pinned firmly against the kitchen counter while his fingers dug into my hips holding me in place. "You wanna know hmm...? Fine!" he snarled. Warm breath ghosting my skin moments before my mind seared into a million shades of vivid hues.
At first, her eyes widen in surprise as she feels his lips burn against hers. But then, she gives in. She closes her eyes, grabs him by his shirt and molds her body in his - chest to chest. But that's not enough. His hands move from circling her waist to her shoulder, then up her neck and around her jaw. He feels a desperate need to touch her all over. She traces a path from his shirt to his hair curling them there. A soft moan that makes the girl lose it completely escapes the boy's mouth. Pinning her tightly against the cold marble counter, he kisses her. He kisses her. He kisses her. So desperately. So needy. His kisses travel to her lower lip along her jaw and latch on hungrier than before. Driving them apart exploring every inch of her. He knows this is wrong. He shouldn't be kissing his best friend like this but it feels so incredibly good; her lips like home. And he can't stop. He can't pull away from her, for he was not capable any longer.
Captivated by his body, his scent, his skin, his suffocating grip she has lost total control over her body and it scares the hell out of her. Because she's never felt something like this before; so beautiful. So genuine. So intense. So incredibly luscious. And she has kissed her fair share of boys before but none of them felt like him, Yoongi - her best friend. None of them made her heart beat the way it did as now. Non of them made her want to surrender every bit of her to a feeling that was so indescribably delicious.
Yoongi wants nothing more than to drown in this kiss. He wants to live in this moment forever. But he knows they will eventually have to part their wet swollen lips to breath. But right now, oxygen was overrated. He caresses her cheek with his thumb and dives in deeper for one last taste. They had crossed that line now, there was no going back. He refused to go back and deep at the pit of his blazing soul something told him she felt the same way too.
He kissed her without warning. Without permission. Without deciding to even do it because he simply couldn't hold on any longer. He needed the breath she stole from him years ago, it belonged to him and he needed it back. He needed to make clear that it was him all her breaths belonged to and to her - his.
- The End -
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A massive thank you to every single one of you who took the time to read this little story I put together. Perhaps in time I will add a bonus chapter. But for now I'm saving up all the fluff for Luna Eclipse, if you guys haven't checked it out as yet do give it a read.
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the one my dreams belong to.
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