You let out a soft gasp, realizing the person who’s about to rape you and realizing how calm he is at this very crucial moment.
‘What’s wrong with this person?’ You thought.
He chuckled at your reaction.
You’re still in a trance, the situation is still processing in your mind.
You shook your head and placed your hands on his chest, about to push him off.
But you can’t. Your hands aren’t following you, they’re like asleep.
He smirked again.
“Oh…I never knew you’re going to be into this.” He licked his lower lip.
Your eyes widened, you wanted to shout at his face and throw him off of the window. But sadly, you just can’t.
‘WHY? ASDFGHJKLKJHGFDSA. SHIT. SHIT. SHIT.’
He’s getting the wrong idea right now. ;A;
You felt a warm hand went up your shirt and caressed your sides, making you gasp at the contact.
A chuckle went out his lips again, “You like it huh?”
“N-no.” Your voice finally went back.
He raised a brow, “No?”
You were about to respond when he spoke again.
“Ah…you don’t like it because you love it.” He said, his voice becoming huskier.
‘Shit no, I will not fall for this. Even though his gorgeous and hot as hell.’
He smirked before raising your shirt up.
Your hands finally had strength and it stopped his adventurous hands.
“What now? You’re too shy to reveal your body?” He asked in a skeptical tone.
“No!” You squeaked, and your face started to turn red.
“Junhee-ah…” He breathed. “Don’t worry, because I think you have a beautiful body.”
‘NOOOOOOOOOOOOO>3< STOP IT!’ You screamed in your head.
“—So, let me just take this off and-” You cut his sentence by pushing him off.
Finally, your dead body has functioned again.
“Jung Daehyun! Stop it this instant!” You yelled. >3<
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Before you know it, he was on top of you again.
“What was that?” He growled.
You stared at him in horror. “I-”
You felt weak again under his touch and gaze.
And then he softened.
“Shit. Did you even know how hot you were when you yelled at me?” He said, fascinated.
‘What?! He’s—Jung Daehyun is crazy!’
“Jung Daehyun-sshi, please…stop.” You whispered, still terrified at the crazy hot rapist on top of you.
He was bewildered & buffled. He stared at you with disbelief.
“You—you want me t-to stop?” He asked, confused.
