That's when it happened.
He was on me.
Invading my space with that intoxicating scent.
His scent.
I could feel his lips the urgency pulling out of them.
The pleading.
Pleading not to walk away from him.
Not to walk away from this.
Us.
I hated that n...
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She watched as he licked his lips slowly and unknowingly, she unconsciously licked hers as well. The man sat on the bar stool beside her has officially been her's for seven months now.
Her young self wouldnt believe it if she was told of the current happenings. In fact, her young self would get a good laugh out of it instead.
So far, Mian loved everysecond she spent with him.
The long weekend naps together, weekend dinners he made her, how annoyed he would get when the male leads in korean dramas would be too cliche to believe on their drama binge nights, having late night snacks as they talked about anything and everything, even how he volunteers to teach her how to play piano despite her knowing already.
Every second with him felt magical. Part of her always thought that the butterflies would die down after a couple months into dating, she feared that she may fall out of love sooner than she wanted but having and being with him made her fall deeper into the layers that made Yoongi who he was.
'Sweets, I have no idea what flavour this is.' She was brought back to reality with the sound of his deep voice and smiled widely at the statement eventhough he couldn't see through the blindfolds covering his eyes.
'You cant kiss me unless you get the flavour correct.' She bargained cheekily. 'Cant we just kiss without all of this?' He grumbled turning his head towards the direction her voice came from.
'No can do Min Yoongi.' 'Why the hell are we even recording all of this in the first place?' He suddenly asked the question she had grown tired of answering for the past hour now.This very question had been asked over ten times now.
'I already told you. We are making a video diary for our oldselves to watch.' She answered as if it was the most obvious thing.
'We are going to be doing this same thing on every one of my birthdays?' He asked, his brows rising under the blindfold. She giggled lightly shaking her head, leaning forward ruffling his hair before pecking his cheek sweetly. 'No dummy, we'll try different things for sifferent days. Now tell me what the flavour is.'
Yoongi was still smiling at her gesture and she had to nudge him back from the daydream he almost escaped to.
'What?' 'Whats the flavour bebe?' She asked using the nickname he had grown weak for. 'I cant remember, let me taste it again.' The words were stuttered as he looked ahead facing the camera she had set up for recording. Mian shook her head dissapointedly. '40 year old Yoongi, are you still this absent-minded?' 'Are you still this crazy 36 year old Mina?' Said girl frowned pushing the man beside her earning a hearty laugh on his end.
