AMBUL

~ 8. The Core Of The Fight ~

I was stiffened when he whispered those words slyly just a bit audible for me. I thought I was hypnotized that I couldn't move backwards or forwards. But snapping his fingers in front of my eyes, he forced my focus to perch upon him, twiddling with my thriller

Chanyeol: Where are your attentions? Can you just share a minute piece of those copious varieties?
He petulantly turned around to his closet, feeling somehow sustained by my always silent criticism

Y/n: Ahem, ahem
Firstly, I cleared my throat so that I could reach the point explicitly

* Pull yourself together *
I reminded myself in a state of hypnotism, inflicting under his tanned toned up body, but my eyes were glued on him. Sun rays slightly vented out of the glass windowpane, and embraced his thrilling skin with its cordiality. Because of the upgraded version of his body aura uploaded by Sola, I was frustrated literally. I couldn't heat down the sultry around him

Chanyeol: Why are you standing there like that?
My body astounded and my head shook disapproving myself for conceiving about him so long, longer than it could be called professional. He slouchy smashes to his soaked wet hair transmitted, some certain cold splashes of water to my face. I couldn't lie that I was enjoying that moment

* I better walk out of here. I'm losing my conscience *
I advised myself furtively in my head, not to let that intruder invade into my head, oozed through my skull again

Y/n: It's dinner time, so-so, come downstairs after-
I unknowingly gulped the lump in my throat

* Get your eyes away from him, I hate you, Y/n *

Y/n: After dressing up
I then quickly walked out of there. It's be more specific that I rushed from there, like a prey running away its the hunter

* Am I the hunter or the prey? He wasn't even preying on me, god dammit *

~•~

The dinner was just very even like any other days. Just I sensed how close I was with him. Actually, we always sat side by side at dinner, but that day was paranormal. I was grinding my butt on the seat finding a better comfortable area, but couldn't, 'cause the problem was on my mind, not the outsider

* Why am I considering his presence? This's so not me *

~•~ FLASHBACK ~•~

* What should I do to keep him by my side? *
I pondered why face timing the vacuum in front of my eyes

Sehun: Hey

* What can I do? *
I was death worried for my future without him. I really wanted to leave a position beside me for him, and a grid area for me next to him

Sehun: Y/N
When his high-pitched squealing tone pawed, the delicate walls in my ears and shook my shoulder a bit, I stepped back to the earth

Y/n: Oh, yeah
He engendered some chortles and chuckles, while maintaining his malleable stare on me

Y/n: Umm, why?
I was clueless at his altitude. He wasn't that kind of a person who would enroll as a flirt, bumping into a girl with such rude captivating state. So, curiosity prolonged, radiating my longer stare, which shouldn't suppose to lengthen than 2 or 3 seconds on his generous defined face

Sehun: What are you thinking again? I'll make you happy, huh?
His console didn't help anything better, when I'd already polished myself with something dad spurred approvingly. No console could scour that layer and bring back my relief. But how much I wanted him to say those words, he should've said them earlier