First Love

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Suga gulped nervously. He thought for a moment before replying. "Were you jealous when I kissed the girl?" He hanged the topic.

"Of course. But you knew I would be jealous because you know how I feel about you. Now, tell me were you jealous when I was with Jackson?" I confessed.

His expression turned to awe. He wasn't expecting this answer. I tried not to laugh as he struggled with the answer. "I-um-I w-wasn't jealous." 

"Oh really, then why did you kiss that girl after Jackson and I were tried to kiss me, why not before." I raised my eyebrows. 

"I-The-she-girl-I-um." He stuttered. 

I pushed him on the bed and hovered above him before he could get up. "Suga, why don't you confess that you like me. I know you do. There is no point in hiding it." I trailed my finger on his face. Before he could say something stupid and ruin the moment I locked our lips together. He was surprised as always. I gently moved my lips against his. He was reluctant to kiss me back so I pulled away. "I bet Jackson is a better kisser than you." I was about to get up but he wrapped his arms around me and turned around making me shriek in surprise. 

Now, he was hovering above me and watching me with a smirk. "For your information, Y/N, I am the best kisser in the world," Suga said and attacked my lips. Our lips started moving in sync. At first, it was a gentle koss but then turned something much more. He dominated me and our kiss turned harsh as he bit my lip making me gasp. I pulled away for air, we were both panting for the make-out session. "Y/N." He looked into my eyes but it wasn't the only thing he was looking at. He was looking in my soul. He sighed. "I-I will change for you." 

These five words set me on fire. Fireeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Was he really kinda confessing to me? I knew it wasn't a confession but he made me aware of a small part of his feelings. He was opening up to me and I appreciated that. These words meant more to me than I love you. I was filled with joy. He wasn't exactly saying that he liked me, but he let me know that he wanted me somewhere deep in his heart and it was enough for me. I loved him to accept even his minor feelings as a confession. 

"Suga, you don't have to change for me," I said, unable to control my joy. "I love you just the way you are." I had liked him the moment I saw him but during the past days, I had fallen in love with him. I had fallen so deep that there no bringing me back. 

Suga grinned at my words and kissed my forehead. "Let's sleep, you must be tired." He didn't say it back and it was okay. It'll take time and I was fine with waiting. 

We both slept facing each other with his hands resting on mine. I closed my eyes with a hope inside of me, a hope of being loved. 

Days passed in the blink of an eye. Suga became open to me. He started sharing his feelings more often. After he had shown me a window to his heart, he became comfortable telling me about his wishes. My days were full of joy and fun. We became closer and our bond stronger. we used to chill all day except for when he had to go out for a mission or sometimes help Jackson with his 'problems'. 

One night Suga was out for a mission. I was worried, he had left in the afternoon and still did not return. I was in my room, tossing relentlessly, unable to sleep. It was around midnight. Suga hadn't eaten anything since the afternoon. I wasn't able to sleep. I was going to sleep only after I serve him dinner myself. 

The silence of the house broke when I hear the door open downstairs. I smiled knowingly, it was him. I quickly jumped out of bed and went downstairs. Strangely, Suga wasn't in the kitchen or living room. Thinking I had imagined the sound of the door I was about to go back upstairs. Then I heard something again. I stopped, listening for the sound but I was greeted with silence. I was definitely hallucinating. Why was I hearing sounds? I just shrugged it off and was about to step on the stairs when I hear the sound again. It was more clear now. I could recognise it as a person's voice and it was coming from one of the rooms. I quietly walked to the room. I heard it again, it was a groan. I was worried. Why were groans erupting from one of the rooms at midnight?