Joker (18+)

Joker: Flower

I gulped while looking at the familiar huge concrete blocks between the huge hole. It use to be a river at old times. The river was blocked at the entrance during the earthquake.

A new direction led the river towards the north, the current location of our new city. That's one of the reason why we have our city shifted to the north.

I took a deep breath and looked at Hoseok. He simply leaped to a huge concrete block which swayed side to side but before it could disbalance him, he slipped to the other small block.

He spared a glance to me and I heaved a sigh before leaping to the exact blocks that he skipped to. He smirked and picked his speed almost crossing the little dried river.

I was confused but kept jumping from rock to rock, slipping a few times but managing to balance my body.

I reached at the block he stood. My confusion seems to clear as I noticed how high the bay of the river was. He looked into my orbs and I shuddered. His captivating brown eyes and pointed noise.

Those lips that I've kissed and tasted to my choice a thousand times. That's when my eyes fell to the foundation dabbed onto the slit of his mouth.

"Don't touch my hobi!!! Please!! I beg you!! Do whatever you please. Kill me if you want but please!! Leave my hobi....Father."

Sweats rest at my forehead and he seems to notice it. He looked at his feets and said, "So you trust me?" I shook my head, no. Lies, that's what out relationship is of, if we do even have any relationship.

"Good." He replied and grabbed my arm before turning me around. I gasped and he held my waist before raisimg me to the edge of the river. I grabbed it my my hands and a leg over pulling my body weight to the ground.

I looked at him still on the ground. I stretched my arms for him to take and jump up, just like old times. But I forgot, he wasn't 16 anymore. He held the edgy ground and pushed his body weight onto the surface.

My eyes linger at his biceps. The way the muscles strain pushing his bulgy muscles out. That was when I realised how chiseled he was now. He was buff as a bouncer now.

My extended hand still awkwardly hung in air.

I looked away and he spared me a glance, panting due to the exercise. His parted lips and sweaty forehead somehow made me wet, the intimacy, the lingering temperature, it's always there pushing us to our edges.

I awkwardly pull my hand back.

Apparently this tension between our bodies was discovered by us when we were 13. Whereas before we were 13 it was all about love, we'd been in love ever since we saw each other.

Infact, I lost my virginity to him at the age of 14, basically on my birthday. My father, when he raped me for the first time, I was 16, the same day my mother died.

He was angry as fuck after he realised I wasn't a virgin.

I was dosed off again. Hoseok pulled my arm up and I looked at him. "What?" He sighed and picked me up bridal style.

The moment my legs came in level of my sight as I was in his arms I realised that I had scrapped my knee. "I can manage by myself." I said. He looked with a stone expression and I reciprocated.

"Sorry I forgot you weren't my June anymore." Those words by him actually turned my stomach. He placed me back on the ground and lead hus way further into the woods.

I walked behind him and a groan left my mouth. Maybe, it's just not a scratch. I was limping but dared not to have any thoughts related to asking for help.