A case in which a new born baby named Claire Han kicked the doctor first thing on the face before crying.
Taehyung and Claire both thought the only barrier keeping them from being happy were distances and misunderstandings. What would they do if a s...
❝The only thing better than seeing your smile is being able to kiss it.❞
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열일곱 | SWEET PRESSURE
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"I told you, didn't I?" he whispered, "I tried fighting the urge, Claire, but seeing you in black hair... makes me want to kiss you so badly."
I didn't know what things he said next because the next thing I knew, I was already taking a step closer, our shoes colliding against each other. His smell was hypnotic all of a sudden. The lavender scent that could make one's sense intrigued beyond reason.
It wasn't just him who wanted to kiss me.
I wasn't sure what had gotten into me but my body wasn't following my thought's order. My mind told me to pull back but I only did the exact opposite. It was as if I had my eager self controlling my actions.
Our lips would've connected if it wasn't for the sudden flash of light, followed by a rumbling sound of angry thunder who jolted me back to my senses.
If I was just a second faster, my knees would've been melting and Taehyung would've been supporting my body with his fingers curled on my waist right now.
But what the fuck did I just imagine?
"Continuemos más tarde," he said while eyeing down at my lips, a smirk upon his face.
"W-What the hell are you saying?" I asked with a stutter in between.
"I said let's go, you'll get sick."
Taehyung then pulled me by my wrist as we ran towards the shuttle bus. His other hand was still holding up the cardigan over our heads.
My body was freezing, so was my mind. The lingering feeling of his warm breath against my face was still there and it almost made me go crazy.
I had never felt an inner turmoil pulling up a stunt in my body before. Not even when Hoseok accidentally kissed me on the cheek. Not even when I stumbled myself one time and landed on Yoongi's lap.
"Why are you drenched like that?" Hoseok stood up in shock the moment he saw us. Pulling out something from his bag, he said, "Help yourself!"
I thanked him before drying my hair with the hand towel. The other students were also wet from the rain but obviously not drenched.
I looked to my side and Taehyung was staring at me, curiosity swimming in his eyes. He was probably wondering why the hell did I act like I would kiss him. Though I would if it wasn't for the thunder.
