Lust | JJK ✔️

52- familiar

The atmosphere around you is calm.

The air screams summer. There are hints of warmth and some cool breeze which makes you clutch your upper arm tightly.

Your fingers can feel the cheeky goosebumps on your skin, you can sense your body playing with an endearing breath of the gentle wind hugging you.

The gust tickles you a bit, which makes shivers run down your spine as you smile while bringing your knees closer to your chest, laying on the soft mattress like a foetus.

Another rush of the cool breeze hits you and you roll all the way around to face the other side.

This is oddly familiar.

The night is in its infancy, still growing and dawn was far from the present. The present, was just you, this high spirited wind swaying you like a baby, and your deep slumber.

Pristine water sprinkles on your face and you squeeze your eyes and there you go, rolling back to the other side again, finding your way away from the window. The rain from the window was trying to amuse you too.

You felt like you were the nature's child.

You hear just the lightest trickling of water outside and you hear the curtains fly, fabrics brushing together and soon the long awaited fragrance of wet soil entered your senses.

This felt like heaven, this felt like childhood.

And just then- your nose picks up a familiar scent. You feel an intense rush of ripe love through you, the goosebumps intensify and the chills worsen.

You release a gasp, your fingers fisting the soft cotton bedsheets under you out of the overwhelming sensation.

There's a presence affecting you so badly that your breathing is climbing mountains. The cool breeze is still there, there's the rain droplets hitting your skin, and the fabrics ruffling can still be heard.

Actually everything is the same except that there's something happening inside you. There's something growing inside you and it's taking you higher somewhere.

This is familiar.

You release a mewl.

"Yn!" A whisper comes your way to which your eyes shoot open.

Your mouth's wide open, fingers still tight around the sheets, and chest still heaving up and down but there's one difference in the scene.

He's in front of you.

"Yn.." he shows a tiny smile out of excitement that you had finally woken up.

You stare in silence and gulp down some saliva, as you compare his bright, glowing, mist-like skin, which seemed to glitter; to your own flesh, which seemed just everyday.

"It's me.." he smiles a bit wider, looking into your eyes and leaning forward to quickly get the kiss he's been waiting for, but to his disappointment, you jerk backwards.

"Yn..it's me." he tells you.

"It's you again.." you say in a faint voice, too surprised to speak at all.

You're in the same dream.

"Yes it's me! Look.." he extends his hand forward, you look at the palm. It's just the slightest of see through matter, very dreamy and foggy, there's shimmer floating in his skin and his image is almost opaque. It's more towards translucent.