First Love

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"What?" My voice was barely above a whisper. Hearing those words escape Suga's mouth I felt like my whole world was turned upside down. How could it be untrue? One part of me was unsure and bewildered but the other part was glad. I never wanted to believe what I had seen but it was undeniable. I had forced myself to believe what my eyes saw.

"I was treating Chungha's wounds." Suga clarified amusement lingered in his voice which was full of pain moments ago.

I blinked a few times as if it would help me grasp the information I was being told. "That doesn't explain why you were both half-naked in one bed." I was jealous, only a little though.

Suga smirked. "You sound jealous."

"Shut up." I glared and crossed my arms over my chest. "And explain."

"I told you we were injured and treating each other's wounds." He said with a sincere expression.

"And why were you both injured?" I let my hands to their place.

"It's a long story." He scratched the back of his neck.

"I have all the time in the world." I encouraged him.

He sighed and looked at me. "The night I was out for the mission to help Jackson, we came across another gang. We were outnumbered while fighting but we managed to defeat them. After our fight, when I was coming back home I ran into Chungha. She is my friend and a hookup." I glared at him with scary eyes. "She was my hook up, but before I met you.  have known her only as a friend." He defended quickly. "So," He continued. "I met her on my way home when a gangster attacked us. He was the gangster I was fighting with earlier. He charged at us and I was badly injured so I couldn't defend myself and Chungha. The worst thing was that he was carrying a gun and he shot us. Luckily, he missed and the bullet scraped Chungha's neck. He ran off when Jackson came to our rescue. He dropped us at our house. He insisted on taking us to the hospital but I couldn't risk being seen. After I and Chungha reached the house I took her to one of the rooms and examined her cut." Suga looked at me as if telling me this is where the story starts. "Her cut on the neck wasn't deep but it still needed treatment. I was also injured on my chest so I took off my shirt and told her to do the same. I then told her to lay still on the bed and to have a better axis to her neck I had to hover above her." He stopped.

"You could have woke me up." I offered. 

"I didn't want to disturb you at night." He looked at me.

"I was awake." I couldn't look into his eyes.

"But I didn't know that." He stepped closer to me.

"Your fault," I whispered. 

He sighed and made me face him. "Y/N." He pronounced my name slowly. "How can you think that I would ever break your heart. I wouldn't think of it even in a dream, I love you." 

My heart stopped at his words. Did he really say he loved me? I have been waiting so long to hear these words from his mouth. Now, when he really said it, I didn't feel real. I shook myself out of the daze. I remembered I had to be mad at him. I cleared my throat. "I don't know if it's true. You never told me before." 

"I am telling you now." He started in my eyes.

"And I still don't believe you," I said with some courage.

He half smirked as he leaned in close to my ear. "You won't doubt me once you know about all the things I plan to do to you in a locked room for hours." He whispered seductively. His hoarse voice formed butterflies in my stomach. 

"Suga." I pushed him away. 

"What?" He asked innocently as if he knew nothing about the blush he caused to me. "It's true. I can't hold back anymore. Now that you know I never fucked Chungha, I guessing your feeling for me are resurfacing above your temporary hatred." He walked a few steps forward until my back hit a tree. He smiled smugly and leaned in. "I want you, Y/N. I want to show you how much I love you." He trapped me between his strong arms.