𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘

3

"YES YES YES, BOO.. " Jimin was screaming through his lungs as he saw Bora winning the game again like any other day. Bora smirked like it was just a piece of cake for her while Jimin was boasting her up. "You seemed to be more happy than me, Jimin," she exclaimed before passing the controller to Jimin who was just behind her like they used to sit and game.

"Was I obvious?" he scrunched up his nose, not trying to smile for her. She tried to stand up so he could play but before that, his hands were wrapped around her body as he began playing. She froze in her place like it was switched on to a different mode and the only thing she could feel was him behind her like a soft pillow.

She wanted to hold his arms and remove them from her but all she could do was let him do whatever he wanted as if he was the controller for her body game. She tried it many times. Every time he moved close to her, she wanted to stop him, but more than that, she wanted it as well.

His touch was magical. So soft like a feather and so hard for her emotions, melting on her spot.

Uneven breaths.

Hot voice across her ears.

"I will try to finish the game faster," his gentle voice was heard, making her nod unconsciously. She could feel him moving close behind her, her back getting glued to his chest. Chin rested on her shoulder like it belonged to the place.

She smelled like heaven. He tilted his face without breaking his eyes off the screen. He sniffed her neck gently, and she instantly closed her eyes. Never felt this good and he was making her feel many things she never felt before.

Bora leaned back and rested her head on him. His fingers stopped playing the game and his eyes travelled to her face, which seemed to be enjoying whatever that was happening. Jimin's lips smiled at the sight and he studied her face more than he ever studied his book. Something distracted him more, making him unfocus his view from her face to her chest, which was moving up and down at a pace like a feast to his big eyes.

Jimin smiled more before hugging her body like he owned it. Yes. He felt like she was his at the moment. "Boo," his thick and low voice called her, his hands on her tummy again, pulling her closer and he hated any inch of distance between them. "You are so beautiful."

He doesn't know what else to say. All he could say was she was the most beautiful thing his eyes ever laid on. So many things were running in his mind and his throat couldn't form any words about what he was thinking.

Jimin leaned closer, his lips landed on her cheek. It was tender and delicately placed as if she were a flower. He leaned in to give her another peck.

"Bora, your mom's here."

Bora's eyes shot open as straightened up her posture as soon as she heard Jimin's mom's voice from the living room. Without turning back to see Jimin's face, she put on her flip-flops, opened the door and ran down the stairs.

Jimin's lips parted apart as she went out of his sight. He wanted her back in his arms. Without wasting any second, he followed her to the living room and saw her sitting between their mothers.

"We forgot to even buy a dress for her in between all the chaos of moving out from Seoul. Her dad is waiting for her in the car." Jimin heard her mother talking about something he couldn't understand.

"Oh, so you will be 14 tomorrow. God bless you." Mrs. Park said and Jimin's eyes widened. Bora's birthday. And he felt goosebumps just thinking about that.

"I will take her leave. Thank you for the coffee." Mrs. Choi said as she stood up and Bora stood up along with her. "See you," Bora said to Mrs. Park with a smile as she walked out of the house. She saw Jimin standing in her peripheral view. She hated going away from him.