Your Love is Unkind

Getting over You

"Well that's my cue to exit," I quickly rush to the door before Byungchan can stop me; More importantly before I can stop myself. The excuse was to give them room to speak but the real purpose was to face Subin. I had just made up my mind about forgetting him, yet I couldn't stop myself from going out to look for him. I kept trying to convince my heart that we didn't need him.

I reach his door and knock boldly, trying to prove a point. The seconds before he opens I practice a speech in my head. Determined to tell him every single bad thought that's run through my mind. The door finally swings open and on impulse I push my way through. Latching onto his face I grab the back of his head, pulling at his hair as we kiss breathlessly.

He manages to slip some words in as I tear at his shirt, and take off my own. "I wanted to tell you that I was sorry," he attempts to apologize, but I push him forcefully against the wall. The anger in me hadn't yet subsided. "You're always sorry," I retort spitefully, offended by his apology. Holding his hands above his head with both my arms, only using my mouth to explore his neck. Nibbling away at his earlobe, his mouth and anywhere else that was exposed. Grinding into him until I can feel him become erect in his own pants. I free up both arms allowing him to touch, but he stands still, anxious for me to continue. I slowly use my finger to trace down to the outline of his member but stop shortly before reaching it.

"I have to go," I pull back before biting into his lips one last time and making my way back towards the door. This is what Subin had always done, it was only fair he felt it too. Subin enjoyed the chase way too much, this time he would have to do the chasing.