DEAD SENSES || J.JK ✔

49| Lighters and candy

I walk up the stairs with her, her curves perfectly fitting this lacy fabric of red and pink. I make sure her hand stays in mine so if she trips, I can catch her. "What is it, darling?"

She speaks no more, but walks up the stairs as carefully as if she would when she's sober, my voice makes her turn around and she only smiles softly but intensifies the intriguing feeling in my mind. She opens the door leading to my bedroom, and i enter it before her, i glance down at my hand and fix this wristwatch.

"Show it now." I don't beat around the bush, and i demand for it right away. She sticks to the door, but her eyes stay on mine, her heavy breathings, she shakes her head but holds her hands together behind her back. "I've changed my mind."

"Haven't you been changing your mind too often?" I take a step further to her smaller height, but put my hands in my pockets, disliking the secrets she's been keeping from me.

Her glimmering orbs moving up with the distance i erased, her breathings rise, but she keeps silent. I glance down at her lips and she suddenly comes ahead to press the soft ones on mine. I get taken aback, my hands go down to her waist, i cup it, my eyes forced to close.

I put a control on me and open my eyes, and i break it but stare down at her. "Show me what you said you would."

Her crimsoning cheeks melt my heart as she looks up from my chest, she moves back, licking her lips furtively in a soft shyness. "Okay, close your eyes." She grabs both my hands and tries to put them up to my eyes, so i do as she says, "all right." I cover my eyes and she tugs on my arm to turn me around and i face the door, as i can perceive. "Don't peek, hmm?"

I smile at her voice, "i won't." I stay as she asked me to, being loyal to her words. The sound of her stepping to some distance, and then the zipping up or down of something.

If it's exactly what i'm thinking it is, she better be in her mind.

"Okay." She breathes hard through her answer, the quiver noticeable in her voice, "you can look." I turn around as soon as those words leave her mouth, opening my eyes already, a blissful shock seems to struck my head once I see what I am supposed to. My lips part in some joy, some delight, some different feeling. I gaze at the fire tattoo on the back of her shoulder, but go closer to her slowly, the darkness disappeared from my eyes and I smile, chuckling. "How's it?" She turns her head to the side, her cheek tinted in warm pink, I cannot really find words to express this feeling inside me which is making me feel so overwhelmed since she got a matching tattoo to mine, to the lighter one I have behind my ear.

She got herself a cigarette and a fire one, on either sides of the back of her shoulder.

"It's, baby..." I laugh, placing a hand on her hip, "these are beautiful." I inspect the inks from as close as possible, bending down to be able to give her a kiss on her shoulder, "this means so much for me, thank you for suffering the pain, i love it."

I cup her bare shoulder, but she shudders, a soft laugh leaving her, "it wasn't that painful as I imagined it."

She tells this when I cannot even imagine how she chose this spot for the first tattoos she got, the bones on this area turn numb, they feel as if you don't have any shoulders, it seriously makes you think of your neck and how you're going to move it, that's quite painful. She is lying. I stare at her fresh tattoos, and skim my thumb and fingertips too gently past them, noticing if they hits her pain or not. She doesn't show any reaction, and she turns to look at her left, "it doesn't hurt, I told you, and it's been two days already, jungkook." She smiles and gets me to follow it.

"I love you." I hold her hips and turn her around to look into her eyes, she smiles subtly, the soberness still somewhat there in her. "I love you too." She stands up on her tiptoes and encircles my neck with her arms, I keep her close tight in my embrace.