When Universe Conspires

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"Us, humans, always long for a sense of belonging. Us, a tiny speck of dust in the galaxy, has a purpose-has a connection to something greater. A reverie that we are not and never alone and the universe conspire to make us feel sought after."




~Monday Morning~



You are comfortably laying on your bean bag pouf puff couch, your laptop is on with your graphic drawing tablet, trying hard to get your head busy with something else but end up staring at the ceiling.



'Two weeks and I wait til the feeling's hits. Maybe I just haven't let it sink in. Is it normal that I missed him, his angelic face? No, it's about his lips kissing me? Actually, it's his touch, the way he holds me. I can see his face right near me, how his voice send shiver down my spine'



You didn't even realize you're dozing off. Unconsciously, you shut your eyes yet your brain was stuck into reminiscing that very moment when he is so near you. Those memories make you recall the same intense feeling affecting the inner you. That excitement your body has been longing to release. That same touch you wanted to feel. Those playful fingers on your sex. His breathing when his move intensified. This dream triggered your body to response. You get sexually excited. Your breast getting fuller, the nipples hardened, your heart rate goes fast like your physical body is lubricating after a few seconds you reach the climax. You woke up shaking and your right-hand reach for your wet panty pressing your swollen clitoris with both thighs close brushing each other as if helping your body from contraction.



Your lower body still giving you an unexpected twitch, but your heart beat is starting to get normal.



"Kook" you said with eyes half open checking the milky fluid on your finger that seep through your lace underwear.



You are shaking your head in disbelief when you hear a beep from your laptop receiving notification helps you get back to your senses. You roll over and try to get up but you felt weak and tired after that instance so you fell on your bean bag. That pain wakes you up in reality.



"Aww?" you said while stretching your neck and look above and say "Sorry" before you finally look who sent you a mail.



You saw it was from Yoongi so you immediately click the mouse twice. A file is downloading when your phone rings.



"You gotta be kidding me" was all you said when you saw Mark's name on the screen You throw it back to the couch while rolling your eyes facing back to the file Yoongi sent.



You have read the second proposal from the initial email he sent you before. You only sent him over a sneak peek of your drawing as you suggest. The proposal isn't bad and you figured they approved it based on the file you are seeing now.



"He is right, always right, he really knows my weakness" talking loud to yourself smiling.

"I think I am inspired enough to start playing with my pen again and forget about what happen", you said while spinning the pen around your middle finger.



"Arrrghh I should wash my hand first" when you remember the fluid that was still on your finger. You leap and stand on your feet still legs crossing when walking but manageable than earlier.



It took you 3hours to send the end result of your drawing based on add-ons they asked from the mail back to Yoongi.



You look at the clock and stretch your back and arms and say "That was a sweet productive 3hrs".



You check your phone and saw another missed call from Mark. You went to your contact and look for his name and hit the block option. You felt angry again thinking how bad it could have been if he caught you that night. His thoughts make you angry, how can he have the guts to call you and talk to you after what he has done. Everything seems sinking down on your body, the gravity of anger is pulling your weight down to the ground.

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