DEAD SENSES || J.JK ✔

29| Gospel

"Where you off to?" Just as i think about escaping into the kitchen, he catches my wrist and stops me, but once i look down at him, he leaves my skin. "I'm bringing a cup of coffee for you..." I smile at him, witnessing him take a lick of his lower lip furtively. "Alright, i won't say no to that." He smiles a bit but expresses his love for coffee, and i go to the kitchen.

I take the jar of steaming water, and i pour it down into the cup i had prepared beforehand, knowing mister jeon wouldn't refuse to this. "No sugar please."

His voice from close makes me flinch, as it came out of the blue, but i continue to work like nothing happened. I toy with my lip, putting a break on my uncalm heart, i put the spoon inside the cup and stir it slowly, the scent of coffee enhancing my mind and thoughts.

"Are you liking at your new work place?" Mister jeon steps closer and his hand goes to my nape as i am stirring his coffee for him, he cups it with his hand but presses his thumb and fingers softly on the sides to massage my skin there. "Yeah," the heat slowly taking hold of me, i blurt out in a whisper, and turn to him, "I umm, maybe, i don't know...i'm still trying to fit there."

His eyes stuck on my face, i raise mine to him but don't find the power to keep the contact, he leaves my nape to grab the cup i offer, and he hums, taking a sip of the bitter coffee. "Don't stress a lot, this is a common feeling, sweetheart. You'll feel better after it's been a while."

He explains to which i nod, admitting it. "What about your boss?" He inquires further but i see him in the face, and i grin, liking his question. "He's...good too, i'm glad i am not afraid of him, cause' that's how i thought the bosses were supposed to be, so..." Mister jeon seems a bit more interested in the conversation now, "i was your boss too."

I shouldn't smile, but i giggle, and this hurts me. I look away, finding a way to help myself. "Umm..." i take a glance of him but find him being amused by this, he's seriously enjoying this.

"Yes," i fiddle with my fingers, gazing at the floor and hoping for it to crack and swallow me deep down, "but...no, no, i mean...not exact- you were kind and caring, but you weren't my boss exactly...or i don't know how to put this into words, i just-"

He interrupts my poor vocal cords which are in a loss of words already. "Were?" Well, I'm going to run into a freaking wall.

"Stop," i turn around but hide my face with my hands, hating this situation a bit more than i hate myself, but hear mister jeon laugh softly, "hey i'm sorry, sweetheart," i step back to turn but then he spreads his arms and hides me in a warm hug from the back, "you're adorable to mess with." His lips give a kiss on my cheek which is blazing hot, from how well i know myself, and i smile down, feeling his heart beat harder on my shoulder.

I touch his arms which are wrapped around my hip, the places i'd imagine i had in my hold since a long time, and now that i really do, i feel the texture of his skin, the parts covered in the gorgeous tattoos. I gaze down at it closely as my body gets warmed up by his bigger one.

He finally leaves me, but his lips press one more kiss on the side of my neck, it causes my whole body to revolve, i hasten my breath and my heart pounds intensely, but this feeling is lovely.

I whirl around and he picks up his coffee to drink the rest of it, his sharp and intimidating eyes of the devil's sunrise brighten, he smiles faintly and leans back to the counter to drink. I glance down at his lips and he does too, but lower to my body. "You got this when we went out to shop that day, right?"

"You remember," i don't hide my smile, but i nod, fixing my red wrap polka dot dress to pull it down, this one which is really cute and i love it because it has long sleeves, and a perfect neckline, not too deep and neither too less. "It looks good on you."