Unlovable

Chapter 21

"Oh, that..."

"Yes, that" He said, now turning me to face him.

"Well-" I said leaving his arms and walking to my bed. I picked up the dress and shoes and walked into the closet, leaving the door slightly open so we could still hear what eachother was saying. "It's just" I said as I slipped out of my outfit and began to put the dress on. Oh it really did fit me well.

"It's just, you're too cute to be a bad boy" I smiled as I walked out of the closet. 

"You were quick" he said. 

"I know" I chuckled.

"But what do you mean?"

"Onew, you are not a bad boy" I said walking over to him and pinching his cheeks. "You're too soft. Bad boy's are really manly. But you are too adorable" I said teasing him. 

"Am not" he pouted as if he were a child again. 

"Okay, oppa " I said as I sat down and slipped the shoes on before walking back over to the mirror and checking how I looked. I smiled at myself, feeling confident for once. 

I turned back around to see Onew sitting on the bed, looking at me blankly. 

"Oppa?" I questioned, trying to catch his attention. Nothing.

"Oppaa?" I said adding aegyo. Still nothing.

"Oppa, stop. Your making me paranoid" I said, fixing myself.

"Sorry, I can't help it" he mumbled. My head shot up to look at him and he had the look on his face as if he wasn't meant to say that. My mouth went really dry all of a sudden and I began to get really warm. I cleared my throat and reached over to the dresser to get some chapstick. I smeared a tiny bit onto my lips and turned back to the mirror, fixing myself to calm myself down. I had just about managed to lower my heart rate when it began to speed up again. I could see Onew walking towards me, slowly, as he held eye contact with my through the reflection in the mirror. His expression was one of determination as he smouldered at me. I caught a glimps of my terrified expression, but had no more concentration left to change it. He came behind me, and stopped, just looking at me in the mirror. He sweeped all of my hair around to my left shoulder as he wrapped his arms around me. He lowered his head, still keeping eye contact with me in the mirror, to my neck. I could feel his breath and it was making the butterflies inside my stomach multiply.

He began hovering his lips against my neck as his breath continued to give my goosebumps. I attempted to clear my throat descretely but it became extremely obvious. He took his eyes from mine which allowed me to finally let oxygen enter my body, but that was soon stopped when I felt his lips pressed against jawline, as he began to trail slow, gentle kisses down my neck. I could feel his lips getting closer and closer to my soft spot. my breathing began to speed up, as he reached it. But instead of kissing it, he stopped, brushing his lips against it, and looked up, locking his gaze with mine once more.

"So," he pecked the spot, "tell me" he said pecking it once more "is this not manly?" he said, starting to gently suck at the spot. My breathing hitched, making me unable to answer his question. 

"Oppa" I managed to say.

"Hm?" he hummed looking up to meet my gaze. 

"Oppa, be careful. If there is a mark I won't be able to hide it" I blushed. He span me around to face him as he was smirking at me.  He brought his hands to my face, and looked at me as if he were studying every aspect of me. He leant his forehead against mine, looking into my eyes, before placing his lips on mine. It was so gentle. I stood, not able to fully react, until I felt his lips move, and without thinking, mine mirrored his movements, as our lips began to move together. I let my hands travel upwards and around his neck, as he pulled me closer to him, eliminating the space between us and pressing our bodies together. His left hand moved to me side as he began to caress my curves, while his right was tangled in my hair, as it held the back of my neck gently. I let my hands wander to his hair, tangling his precious, soft locks inbetween my fingers. As I did, he pulled me closer as he deepened the kiss. I felt his tongue along my bottom lip, asking for an entrance s I obliged. Our tongues began to dance with eachother as he held me closer to him that I thoght was already possible. 

We simultaneously broke the kiss, both panting lightly. I could hear my heart throbbing in my ears, as it felt as if it had swolen to the size of my whole body as I dropped my hands to my sides. His hair was more perfect than ever.  I looked into his cresent shaped eyes, that managed to swell my heart to an even larger size than it already was. He brought his right hand out of my hair and from the back of my neck, to my cheek, tucking a piece of loose hair behind my ear. He leaned in, giving me a soft peck, and I could feel him break into a smile as he did so, before he pulled back, grinning to himself. He ran his hands down my arms and to my hands, taking my hands in his, looking down at them. He let go of my right, keeping a hold of my left as he began to walk over to my bag, lifting it for me.

"We better go. I would never forgive myself if we were late for your first show" He said smirking at me, as he pulled me out of the dorm and to his car.