Bloodline

Chapter 45 - Collide

Content Warning: 🔞

Jisoo

Nini and Mingue accompanied me to the foot of the mountain trail where we went after our birthday. We were all wearing coats but part of our clothes were still drenched from the heavy rain. 

"Do you want us to bring you up? It would only take minutes. We can bring you quickly." Nini offered. 

I wanted to see him as fast as I could. 

"You can drop me meters away from the top cave. I wanted to go alone." 

Mingue lowered his body. "Hop at my back." And in a flash, our bodies disappeared from the mountain foot. It's like Nini and Mingue were quickly hopping from one place to another, and my supposed 5 hour trip only lasted for half an hour. We stopped meters away from the top. 

"Are you sure you are okay here Jisoo?" Nini asked again. I smiled and nodded. "Thank you. I can see the small fire atop. I'm sure it's him."

Both of them disappeared from my sight. I am a few steps away from him. The cave on the topmost had a small light reflecting on it. Might be a camp fire. I am right. 

Haein is here. 

Rain had seemed to become stronger and the wind howled as if they were crying. My grip on the coat tightened as I made my way up, and a few steps away, the thin raincoat split at the back and flew away like a paper. I ran as fast as I could and he was there, leaning at the man made cave, looking at the bright city. 

His eyes were all dead, his arms crossed at front, his hair dishevelled. He was wearing the same clothes he had the last time we talked. I wanted to run to him with all my might, but I tried to hold back everything. Stopping the rain and going down is what's important now. Few steps and he turned, acknowledging my presence. 

"Jisoo?" His voice cracked upon seeing me. I don't know if he was elated, sad or surprised. 

I walked forward and grabbed his hand, pulling him inside the cave. I was dripping and drenching because of the rain, but just our hands touching, I felt warmth. His familiar warmth I tormented and deprived myself for the past days. 

And when the campfire lightened my view of him, my heart went to another inch of pain. His agony is so visible in his beautiful face. 

"What are you doing?!!" I tried to hide all my emotions with anger. I raised my voice inches higher, hoping it would conceal how I truly felt right now. "Do you want to drown all the people in Seoul? 3 days Haein. You are gone for three freaking days and your family is looking for you. You are making it rain and—

I stopped. He made me stop. 

Because the moment he grabbed my waist, his mouth claimed mine hungrily. His mouth, crashing into mine the hardest way possible. 

I didn't respond, trying to hold it all together. 

Until I found myself being betrayed by my own body.

My lips parted, answering his kisses back. His hand pressed my waist closer to his body, his one hand slid on my nape, and my hands seem like they have lives of their own, curled on his nape, pulling him closer to me. 

His kisses were demanding, consuming and I am reciprocating all that he's giving me. Our bodies were arching in a way any friction of our skin made us whimper. Of pleasure. Of desire. 

His groans against my moans. His press against my pull. His panting over my ragged breathing. His shivers against my quivers. 

Every touch he made unto mine made me emptied of my thoughts, the Nethers and the Upper, mundanes, our families, my blood. Because it was just him and me, and our heated bodies under the torrential rains causing havoc down the city.