e.x.o. the mafia - book II [DISCONTINUED FOR NOW]

•fifty five •

fifty five.

Junmyeon exhaled slowly during the long awaited action he has been keeping himself away. He couldn't control himself from leaning even closer, almost pushing you at the corner because of how his emotions builds up in his heart.

His hand roamed around your waist, your back, your hair. It felt so familiar to hold you like this.

He slowly fluttered his eyes open and he felt his grip ended around your neck. His eyes that hit his perfectly shaped eyebrows made his gaze even more attractive.

It was the moment his sight fell on your closed eyes. And even if he couldn't see the window to your soul, your eyes that always brings peace to him, he still finds you absolutely beautiful.

Suddenly, he stopped moving in sync with his heartbeats and pulled away, your lips chasing his for a brief moment.

That caused the situation to be even more awkward and made your skin look like it was burning because of how much you were blushing.

It's been awhile since you felt that your soul left you.

This is what you want to hear from your heart; the rapid beat because of how happy you are, not because of the fear that keeps hunting you down.

There are no words between the two of you. He just stared at you until a tear slipped in his flawless face. His brows are curved, his eyes shone the brightest.

Junmyeon gulped while slowly removing one of his hand off your neck, wiping the tear in his eye. "I-I am sorry. I s-should not have done that. Shit- I- I have to.. I am- I am sorry."

His words are definitely meaningful. There's sorrow and regrets in it and it sounded to you that he is apologizing for everything. For every action and words he had done that hurted you. For every minute he wasted because he let his brain be dominant, not his heart, even for a moment.

You gulped, blinking repeatedly, not being able to bring some words in your mouth.

Junmyeon took a step back and sniffed, "I-I am sorry. Y-You can just.. leave. Leave if you want to. What I did was disrespectf-"

He stopped in his speech when your grip in his suit tightened, crumpling his clothing. He slowly looked down on your balled fist, trying to process the moment right now.

You were holding on,

you were okay with it.

Junmyeon sighed in relief before removing your tensed hand off him, pulling you closer. He looked at you innocently before wrapping his arms on your head and at your back protectively, hugging you tight after.

"Why are you restraining yourself from getting close to us?" He asked with a low voice, stroking your head.

This familiar Junmyeon was what you've been looking for. This Junmyeon who'd give you a comforting hug once he saw the slightest tiredness in your eyes.

"You dumbass. You are acting cold towards me so-" Your voice cracked and Junmyeon knew your in the verge of crying. He chuckled gently and once again caressed your hair. "Stop doing that."

"When you say things like that, it makes me want to do it more." He hummed. "I'm sorry."

You pulled away, looking at his eyes. "What are you sorry for? Everything?"

"No, for kissing you so sudden." He smirked, wiping the tear stain in his cheeks, acting cool immediately. "I'm not gonna apologize for being rude to you."

You hissed, quickly wiping your tears and slapping him in his broad chest. "I thought you changed for a moment atleast!"

He laughed heartily before attempting to grab your hand once again, but you retreated this time.