Begin Again | Park Jeongwoo

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Disclaimer: R18 (slightly) on the wayyyy. You may skip it anyway.  ;)

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One of the biggest mysteries I encountered in my 23 years of existence is how come we ended up cuddling on my bed when the original plan was to go on a date outside. Outside! So why are we in my room again?

However, I'm already a prisoner of his arms so there's no point of wondering now. And how can I complain when he's so warm and comforting. And the fact that I don't need to fix my hair anymore makes things hassle free.

He's the one who asked for it. Then after I said okay, he pulled me to the bed. Slowly. Like I was baby learning to walk. He took off his long coat and put it on the corner of my bed. Then his shoes and nothing more. He hopped on the bed first, then I followed. This is not actually the first time we did it but you know, the feeling is intense. At some point, I am scared that my heart would jump out from my chest any moment by now.

"Can I hug you?" He asked while we're facing each other side to side.

"Yes." I answered. We don't need words after that. Our body moves voluntarily. I move closer to him while he's spreading his arms so he can hug my shoulder. My forehead touches his neck, while my lips are almost touching his colarbone.

"Do you remember the last time we're here together?" He asked.

"Clear as water. We were watching Hotarobi No Mori e that time. And you were so frustrated because of the ending. That was hilarious." I chuckled. I feel one of his hands playing with my hair while the other is caressing my back. It was a nice touch.

"Oh that movie. I watched it a couple of times back in Michigan and I still feel the same frustration I felt from the first time I've seen it." He said.

"I watched it again too and I was able to relate on your frustration after that." I said.

"If that ever happens to me, I will never know what to do. I'll probably go insane." He said.

"Tell me something about your stay in Michigan. How's school? Your classmates? I want to know what did I miss from that four years." I initiate.

"Well it was a nice place with nice people. And their beer tastes nice." I looked up to him. Giving him a curious look.

"When was the first time you had your first alcoholic drink?" I asked, sounded like a mother intriguing her son.

"Four years ago. When we broke up. Asahi and Jeahyuk hyung and I drank some beer." He said with all honesty.

"Asahi?"

"He's the first one to offer. And I was too desperate to refuse." He said.

I couldn't blame him for that. Suddenly, our tragic past started to fill my thoughts again. Thinking about it right now makes me feel closer to him. My conscience is urging me to do something again. Something that will make us feel better.

"Can I kiss you?" I asked.

"You know you don't have to ask. Just do it." He dares.

Now thay he mentioned that, I suddenly feel embarrassed. Why did I ask that again? He must saw how I hesitated after that because he suddenly put my chin up using his right hand. Our face were so close to each other I could almost feel his warm breath on my lips. It literally smells like a mouthwash.

"I thought you're going to kiss me?" He said in a very very soft soft and sexy voice. Making me want to do something more. O man. What am I even thinking right now?