F4: Sunflowers ‖ 𝓵.𝓱

36.

Dahyun stood there, trying to process what was happening, for some reason her brain didn't seem to want to work at that exact moment.

From a third point of view, her actions may be seen as monotonous and emotionless, but inside, she felt like her heart was about to burst, almost as if it wanted to jump out of her chest.

Her eyes couldn't believe what was happening.

Nevertheless, in this ocean of uncertainty, one thing was for sure. If before she had any doubts about her feelings toward Haechan, all of that disappeared in a matter of seconds.

"Was it too much?" The boy asked with a spark of playfulness in his tone. However, that was just a facade. He was trembling inside.

Haechan couldn't believe those words had come out of his mouth. That was what happens when you let your heart speak instead of your brain? 

The poor boy was troubled. One side of him was relieved that everything was out, not more weight on his chest now that his feelings were known. But on the other side, he felt like the biggest idiot in the entire world. He was fighting so hard with himself not to throw a sarcastic comment and say that it was all a prank. Even when it wasn't.

"What if I scared her? What if she thinks I'm a delusional prick? Or, what if she doesn't feel the same?"

"No!" She finally spoke, ending with the tortuous silence that was tearing Haechan apart. "It's not that, it's just..."

Why was it so hard to find the words to express herself?

Haechan looked at her arching a brow, expecting her to answer eaten up by his nerves, feeling how his palms started sweating. "Well, I mean..."

"Oh, fuck it."

Standing on tiptoe, Dahyun's hands settled on the back of Haechan's neck, pulling him closer to her. Without the boy taking a moment to process what was happening, her lips met his, giving him a small peck.

Everything was so fast, not more than four seconds, that's how long the contact lasted.
Either way, it felt as if a small electric current had run through their bodies due to the brief contact of their lips.

Dahyun was the first one to take a step back, surprised by her actions. But she certainly wasn't the most surprised. Haechan stared at her as if he was frozen, completely unable to move. 

Was it real? Did he imagine it all in his mind? 

"Oh, God, I'm sorry-"

Her words were interrupted by Haechan's lips crashing onto hers, once again. Placing one of his hands on the girl's lower back, he pulled her as close to him as possible, while his other hand settled lightly on the side of her face. Both with their eyes closed, let themselves be carried away by the slow pace of the kiss, which sent small electric currents through their bodies.

He kissed her with extremely carefulness as if she was the most fragile person in the world. His thumb brushed tenderly her cheek, which little by little helped the girl's body to relax. Her arms pooled around his neck with delicacy.

Suddenly, they felt as if no one else in the world existed, only them. Any secondary thoughts were erased from their minds.

Feeling the air begin to thin, they broke the kiss, not moving too far away. Haechan's eyes looked tenderly at the girl in front of her.