First Love

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Suga's barefoot slowly traced patterns on my leg, near the ankle. I looked up to see a smirk on his face. When he met my eyes he smiled innocently but his eyes were full of mischief. I thought he will stop if I didn't react so I kept a straight face. But I was wrong. His foot moved a little further up on my leg. I glared at Suga. 

"Stop it, Suga." I commanded. 

"Stop what?" He said in a voice full of innocence. 

"What you are doing." I jerked my leg away from his touch. 

He poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue. "What am I doing?" His foot again caressed mine. 

He wanted to play, huh? I smiled sweetly and stomped down on his foot with my stilettos. Suga's smile vanished and pain flashed on his face. He stifled a scream and retreated his foot. I kept the smile on my face and tried not to laugh as he gently stroked his foot. 

"What happened, Suga? Are you hurt?" I asked innocently. 

He just glared at me. He looked like he was about to lung at me from across the table but restrained himself. Now it was my turn to smirk. I was enjoying the date so much. 

"You are so getting punished when we get home." He whispered darkly. 

I ignored his threat and continued eating, not wanting to spoil my mood. I noticed one thing. Whenever I did something to Suga he never really got mad at me. He would snap at me for some time but then go back to his real self. Now also after threatening, he went back to staring at me. I tried to ignore his gaze but it was hard to do that. Seeing me that way he was enjoying it. A smirk was plastered to his face, his signature smirk. I wanted to peel that smirk off his face but I was afraid to look up and meet his eyes. After finishing our dinner we ordered our dessert. It was very sweet and satisfactory. I hadn't looked up since his threat. 

My eyes were glued to the sweet treat in front of me. As I lifted my spoon I was careful to stick my eyes to it. But then Suga's hand raised and gripped mine. I lifted my eyes and hesitatingly met his black ones. They were full of something unreadable. His grip on my hand tightened. It was firm but not painful. Slowly he pulled my hand and engulfed the spoon in his mouth. 

"Mhh. The desert tastes sweeter with you in it." He closed his eyes.

I blushed and pulled my hand out of his grip. When I examined his face I saw a line of crumbs lining his upper lip. I giggled. He looked so cute. Hearing me he opened his eyes and looked at me. I leaned forward with a tissue in my hand and wiped the sugar moustache off his face. His eyes followed my hand. I set the tissue down and looked back at him.

"You had some dessert on your lips." I informed.

"Oh." He licked his lips.

I don't know why but his movements made me blush. God, he was making me blush a lot today. 

"Yoongi!" Someone shrieked. 

I turned my head in the direction of the voice. I saw a girl walking towards us. She looked happy and familiar. I squinted my eyes as I thought hard. Where had I seen her before? Then I realised she was the one who was with Suga that night. 

I recognised her because of her voice. I hadn't seen her face before but now when I see it I was awed. She was so beautiful., so much prettier than me in every way. No doubt Suga chose her over me. Her beautiful and smooth features overpowered my average ones. I tore my eyes from her and gauges Suga's reaction. He was looking at the girl's every movement with a smile. I was angry. His smile was only for me. I opened my mouth to say something but shut it as the girl approached our table. She set her hands on the table and leaned towards Suga, totally ignoring me.