❝ your eyes have already answered my heart and its feelings. it's now time your lips answer mine, Em ❞ he said.
❝ make me your addiction. crave me❞ she replied.
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- one night, two best friends.
a confession; either brings you joy
or tears in your e...
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(W A R N I N G; mature content ahead)
His thoughts were interrupted as Emile placed one of her legs on his lap, and shifted towards him, too focused gaping at the screen. They were too close, shoulders brushing against each other. Taehyung stopped breathing for a while, having her this close to him. Yeah, they have always been this closer, so this is not a new thing. However, right now, the environment is.
Taehyung was lost staring at her features.
Her sharp, defined face, with a prominent jawline. The woman infront of him had those flushed pink tinted cheeks, a cute nose, scrunched up, as she was too busy watching the movie. Emile had those beutiful, brown, almond-shaped eyes, in which Taehyung could see his entire universe. Her orbs that shined ever so brightly, due to the only light source in the room, escaping from the TV, brightening up her whole face. She blinked her eyes repeatedly, bringing her alluring eyelashes to his notice.
Taehyung sat stiff in his position.
The dim room filled with the fragrance of his Room Freshner mixed with Vert Malachite,Emile's perfume, that he had always found so addicting. The scent of Vanilla Room Freshner blending with delicate smell of white lily accord with sambac jasmine, was enough for him to get goosebumps.
Well, It's said that men get turned on easily, by the scent of Vanilla and floral essence. And here he is, inhaling both the fragrances, giving him an euphoric feeling.
Taehyung's gaze fell upon her exquisite, thin, baby pink lips that looked so inviting and delicious to devour. She had her thumb between her teeth, as she was thinking about the circumstances, taking place in the movie.
Taehyung licked his bottom lip, and fisted his hands. Only if you knew, how he was feeling, lord save him. He had his breathing uneven, the racing of his heart accelerated with a speed of miles per hour. His stomach swirled and twisted with nervousness and fright. Throat drying up, due to the constant gulping, he initiated. What if he somehow took a wrong step, that could make things complicated between them?
Emile's jet black hair, with dark brown strands, swayed, as zephyr blowed from the unlocked balcony doors, beside them. The thin strands of her hair, falling on her perfectly shaped shoulders. How would it feel to leave open-mouthed wet kisses down these delicate shoulders? How would his love marks look like on her graceful collarbone? Beautiful, much?
