Y/n's POV
My heart has never fluttered so hard before.
I nod slowly.
He pulls my hips closer to his, so that my neck and chest are parallel to his face.
I feel the harshness of a blush on my face, burning up.
I feel his warm mouth engulf a section of my neck. The sensation of it is almost unexplainable, but a little bit like a slug.
I have my hands rested on his shoulders, which occasionally move up to his neck, and back down.
He stops and pulls me back down to his level and kisses me abruptly.
It's fast paced and sloppy, his hand on the back of my neck bringing me closer.
"can I take your shirt off?" he breathes heavily.
"..what?" I say softly.
"If you don't want to that's totally fine" he assures me.
I blink slowly and give it some thought.
"No, it's okay" I answer timidly.
Fuck. I'm scared now. What if he asks me to put my shirt back on. Good thing I wore my good bra today.
He returns the favor and now we're both shirtless.
I avoid eye contact with him and subconsciously hover my arms over myself.
He pulls my arms down and holds my chin to look at him.
"We don't have to go far. I'm ready when you are" he smiles gently.
He's perfect.
He kisses my neck again, trailing up to my ear.
"You're so beautiful" he whispers, moving hair off my shoulders.
A chill travels down my spine.
I realized that I have hardly looked at him and I back up a little looking at his shirtless figure.
I'm pretty sure my pupils dilated as I ran my hand down his chest to his stomach.
"Like what you see?" he wiggles his eyebrows.
I roll my eyes playfully, "Shut up" I kiss him.
We could make out for hours and I'd never get sick of it.
He runs his hands up and down my waist, and along my upper and lower back.
My hands firmly hold onto his shoulders.
"Hold on" he pauses, and fully sits up rather than lean against his headboard.
I move my hands to his back, trailing my hands all around, his warm skin mesmerizing me. His smooth, warm, and slightly muscly skin.
After a good amount of making out, and extra love marks, we need a break for oxygen. We breath heavily, almost into each other's mouths.
"You're so hot" he chuckles.
"Thanks, you are too i guess"
"You guess? Your hands were just all up on me" he answers slyly.
"Yeah, you're lucky for that too"
"oh really?" he traces circles into my waist with his fingers.
"Mhm, one in a 7 billion" I give him a peck.
"do you have a mirror in here?" I ask.
"only a hand mirror, why?"
"I wanna see the damage you did" I get up to find the mirror, and sit back down in front of him.
I hold the mirror infront of my neck and my eyes widen instantly.
"Holy shit Jisung.. you grilled me" I trace my fingers over the dark purple and red marks covering my neck and collarbone.
"Did you see what you did to me? Almost made me bleed, and I didn't even see it fully yet I just saw them in my peripheral" he argues before stealing the mirror out of my hand.
"My god it's even worse outside of my peripheral" my lengthens his neck to see.
I smack his arm.
"I'm kidding, they're gorgeous" he says in defense.
I stare at him for a second, as if waiting for him to say something.
"What is it?" he furrows his eyebrows.
"Well?" I say.
"Well what?"
"Aren't you supposed to say they're gorgeous just like me?" I cross my arms.
He stares at me for a second before busting out laughing.
"Forget it, shut up"
"Ms. Y/n do you secretly like it when I flirt with you?" he teases.
"A tad" I say non-chalantly.
"Just a tad? Liar" he wraps his big arms around me. "Don't worry, I'll smother you with all the compliments in the world"
I hug him back, the skin to skin contact making me blush.
"But I'll do that all the time, for once can you smother me with compliments" he bats his eyelashes.
I can't help but let out a laugh. I sandwich his face with my hands, I look at him long and hard straight into his eyes before peppering kisses all over his face.
He starts laughing immediately, it's contagious enough that I do to.
"You're the sweetest, most perfect, handsomest, funniest boy in the world" I say quickly before covering his face with more kisses.
"I like this"
"You get that once a week" I retort.
He frowns, but I move it back up to a smile with my hands.
"That's more than anyone else gets so be happy"
And soon it turned into a real smile.
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I had like an idea for one chapter like five chapters ago and i just keep stretching them out into multiple chapters so dw guys this might end up getting to chapter 100
also pls pls pls comment for writing errors, the most i do is skim and that doesn't work well all the time 💀
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